Nobela ni authorvioletheart

Harrise. Eda Harrise, my mother, was part of the Shadow Knight Organization but…but…it was hard to gather my thoughts as I read the files onward. Daughter of Michael and Kiara Harrise, The Third Heir. My heart started to pound in my ears. Then I scrambled to the next file frantically.Kyle Nikava. The man Killian killed instead of my father, thinking he was the murderer of his parents. Killian killed Kyle and Sofia knows it’s because of Tommen. The photograph Killian saw from Tommen’s file. He used to work with Tommen. The details of his family, and he was assigned under Tommen Anderson. The next file was of Killian. My hands shook as the file attached to it was of Kate. It became quite clear what the files were about, it was all about the founders of the Shadow Knight Organization. All three of them were the third-generation heir to the Shadow Knights. My mother was an heir.The next was Tommen, it was exactly the same I found, exact copy, there was no difference. When Misha gave me

I let out a long breath, my head almost dizzy with anticipation; I nearly didn’t notice the swift movement of the shadow inside the chamber. I saw it from the corner of my eye and moved — grabbed the ambusher’s wrist, spun them, pinned their hands behind their back and smashed them into the wall, my other hand on their neck to restrict any movement. It gave me a feeling of déjà vu, like how Jina would come after me or sort of — but the person was not Jina; she was a woman. I frowned. She must be in the inner circle if she was here. Was it a coincidence, or was she waiting for someone to sneak in?This could go either way. She tried to kick back at me and I dodged, kneed her spine — she groaned. I didn’t wait. There was no doing this carefully: I twisted her wrist and hit her shoulder to dislocate it. I could see the woman clenching her teeth to bite back a scream, so I turned swiftly and punched her jaw. I let go; she slid down a little out of it and I could see her surprise. When she

I look at the glass partition that is set right at the tangent of the medical wing. I check my earphones, set right in my ear, and step several steps back, looking down at the tab screen—red light showing me the radius of the range of the motion sensor. I make sure I am right outside that range. I take out the circular device I managed to create that would deactivate the motion detectors and place the black metallic circular disc, the size of my palm, down on the ground. I slide it right at the center of the range where it would be undetectable. The detectors are as much body-heat based as they are motion-based; they sense something moving with the temperature of a body. It won’t be able to detect the disc—and slowly, a blue ray spreads across the radius of the motion detectors. The detectors blink red for a millisecond and then turn blue.The tab shows the lines of code running and, at last, it blinks in little green words: ‘DEACTIVATED.’I grin. The first thing is taken care of. I m

I didn’t want to move from this comfortable position, and neither did Killian. He kissed my temple softly, and we lay together in the empty training room, the cold air brushing against our naked skin as we basked in each other’s essence.I sighed, unwilling to think of anything else.At some point, we untangled ourselves and took a slow, leisurely shower, where Killian helped me wash with feather-light touches. I leaned against him, losing myself once again in his touch.We got dressed, then walked hand in hand to our room. It had been so long since I’d felt this comfortable, this at ease. When Killian opened the door, he pulled me in for another kiss. I sighed and leaned into him, my skin still buzzing with the aftereffects of the shower. My nerves tightened with want again, and I groaned into his mouth, pulling him closer until our bodies aligned.But there was something at the edge of my mind—something I was supposed to tell him, something I needed to do. The thought hit me all at

The kiss turned harder, almost punishing, and I was almost straddling him. His hand on my back pushed, and our lower halves aligned together. I groaned at the friction. I rolled my hip to get more of it and rubbed myself against his half-hard length. He moaned my name, and he attacked my neck with his lips and teeth. I sank further into his embrace, arching my neck to give him more access. He took his chance and bit hard on my neck, his hands roaming, finding my sensitive spots, brushing them, squeezing them, making my blood boil with trapped desires that wanted to burst out of my body.I pulled back to kiss and worked to get out of his t-shirt, dying to feel his skin against mine. After I was done with his, he helped me with my tank as well, then my bra. My hand came to his biceps, my fingers brushing against his scars. I pull away with a gasp as a wave of familiar guilt starts to take over my senses. Killian flipped me over and pinned my hands to the mat, his intense eyes capturing

“I waited there for ten minutes,” Jina said.“That is all?” I raised my eyebrow. “Then what was the point of meeting them there?”“Kate said it was fine, I could go now.”“It was an office. There were seating arrangements, so I know there was a meeting. I didn’t argue and left.”“I thought so as much. That is why I dropped my wristband there.”“Jina, you are a genius!” I grinned, but then another thought came to me, and my smile dropped. What if they saw it? It is too obvious. And Kate—she is definitely playing a double game. I can’t risk Jina being here anymore.I have to send her away… and get into the recruiters’ department tonight.—------------------------------------------------------------I groaned when I saw another training alert. There goes my plan for sneaking in tonight.What the hell? Isn’t it enough that Dimitri sent someone to ambush me in the name of training today? And now I have to go in the middle of the night as well. Still, I dragged myself out of bed and wore my