Novels by ot220055

They Found the Last Royal NoraThe cracked black stone didn’t just split. It detonated.Blinding gold light ripped through my shirt. Every stained-glass pane in the chapel shattered. The shockwave tore across the courtyard, blowing out windows in the dormitories, armory, and towers until the night air screamed with falling glass.The light sank beneath my collarbone, burning away the surface to reveal an intricate glowing crest—not the simple silver crescent, but a crown of twin wolves snarling beneath an eclipse.A suffocating ancient pressure flooded the grounds.Behind me Sebastian dropped to one knee, stone cracking under his weight. Zane stumbled back, fangs bared, bracing both hands against the chapel steps just to stay upright. Across campus every student, guard, and instructor collapsed, forced down by a raw sovereign force that allowed no defiance.*Run, my sweet girl. Run before the shadows see your face.*A woman’s voice whispered into my skull—warm, terrified, smelling o

The Vampire Knows My Family NoraI didn’t bother waiting for the breakfast bells.My knuckles were white around the faded photograph as I stalked through the misty corridors of the north tower.I found Zane on the secluded stone balcony overlooking the forest edge, an untouched cup of tea on the balustrade. He didn’t turn around.“You really don’t know when to hide, do you, little bird?”“Stop calling me that.” I marched onto the balcony and slammed the photograph flat against the railing. “Explain this. Right now.”Zane glanced down. For a fraction of a second the mask slipped. His pupils dilated.“Where did you get this?” His voice dropped to a thin whisper.“Someone shoved it under my door last night. You told me you watched me die. You had fresh blood on your sleeve. And now I find out you were standing in my family’s garden weeks before they were slaughtered. Were you their butcher?”“Keep your voice down.” He grabbed my wrist with icy speed and leaned in. “I knew your parents,

Someone Came to Kill Me NoraAlarms wailed through the academy grounds.Outside in the courtyard, hell had broken loose.Students ran in every direction, dropping practice swords and screaming as black smoke billowed from the shattered iron gates. Instructors barked orders, slamming magical wards across the main entrances.I scrambled down the lower terrace steps, ducking as a stray bolt of red lightning scorched the wall above my ear.At first I thought it was a rogue clan raid. Ravenholm was full of wealthy heirs and politicians’ kids—perfect ransom targets. But as I sprinted past the burning training dummies, my blood ran cold.The intruders weren’t pillaging the armory or grabbing hostages.Masked figures in dark reinforced leather were cutting through the panic, ignoring the crying students. Their glowing amber and crimson eyes scanned the crowd with terrifying precision.Hunting.Then one of them locked his visor straight onto me.“Target spotted!”Two more turned in unison.M

The Mate Who Refused Me NoraI didn’t sleep a single wink.Every time I shut my eyes, that icy voice echoed in the dark: *Because I watched you die.*By dawn I was tearing through the lower cloisters of Ravenholm. I needed Zane Vale. I needed him by the collar until he told me why his voice was the last thing I heard while my family burned.“Have you seen Prince Zane?” I grabbed a young dhampir courier by the arm near the archive rotunda.The boy looked at my uniform, then at the faint silver glow under my collar, and his skin turned gray. “Are you crazy? Let go of me!” He yanked free. “Nobody asks about the royal bloodline. Nobody.”He ran. It was the same everywhere. The second Zane’s name left my mouth, students disappeared into alcoves and guards stared straight ahead like statues.“Stop digging, Nora.”A hand closed over my elbow and dragged me into the shadow of a stone archway outside the combat hall.The scent hit me first—crushed pine, ozone, and open fire. My knees almost

My Boyfriend Rejected Me in Front of Everyone NoraI should have known something was wrong the second Roland shoved me into the center aisle of Ravenholm’s grand dining hall.A hundred pairs of eyes locked onto me.. Everyone sitting at the long tables turned like vultures scenting blood.“Roland?” My voice was barely a squeak. I tried to pull back, but his fingers dug into my forearm. “What are you doing? Let go of me. Everyone is watching.”“Good,” he said. “Let them watch.”He let go so hard I stumbled back, catching myself on the edge of a bench. The guy who had kissed my forehead before morning class, who had whispered promises into my hair just last night, was looking at me like I was dirt.“I’m done, Nora,” he announced to the entire room.My chest caved in. “Done? Done with what?”“With you. With this pathetic little charity case of a relationship.” A cold smirk twisted his lips. “I am sick of dragging dead weight around Ravenholm. Look at you. You’re a half-blood with zero f