3rd Fourth Wing Book Novels & Stories

“Are you my boyfriend or my bodyguard?” He held his ring in front of me, my eyes were magnetized by the intricate carvings on it. “Guardian angel, remember?” He straightened up on his seat, and in a louder than necessary voice, he said, “And unlike the last one you had, I have a sword, not a halo. And my wings are black, not white. It’s time they realized who they will have a problem with the next time they hurt even a single hair in your body!” My eyes widened at him. He took my hand in his again, and then he bent down to kiss my fingers once again. “I love you, angel.” He didn’t even whisper that. I was sure many people around us heard everything he said.

She glanced at the myriads of books neatly and perfectly arranged on numerous ancient shelves and she could not help but wonder what all those books on the shelves were all about. She moved to a shelf and dropped the heavy load of books on the floor. Geez, her hands were already reddened all thanks to the Third prince. She began to place the books on the shelf even though she was not sure if she was putting them in their rightful places. She still could not stop thinking on why the Third prince had this much books in his resting area, he didn't look like a studious person. She shook her head as she could never understand that man. "The Third prince is just being the jerk that he is. He made

There are lots of Shadows that make appearances and help on their adventure. Please make sure you leave the Triplet's book in your library so you will receive updates, I will begin posting the fourth book around mid-July. The book will be attached to this one just as books two and three had been. Thank you as always for reading! xOxOxO ~Saree Bee

Zora held it out to me, "this belongs to you." I gingerly held the book between my fingers in fear it would disintegrate to ash if I was too rough. The leather on this book had been embroidered with purple thread—the image of a howling wolf's head being formed. If I listened closely enough, I could make out faint whispers coming from the book—a cacophony of different sounds urging me to do one thing: open the book. "The wings called to him the way the wolf calls to you," Zora explained. She moved to exit the room with one last statement, "Only one person would make a better queen than you and when it comes time for them to rule, you will be proud."

today was a good day. This is the end of Book Three. This story will continue in Book Four, The Gentle Dragon, Kaylani and Everett’s story, coming soon.

Mireille dropped a book on Anna's hands as they walked through the small library. "Maybe of these books just contains spells. The real stories of the witches are in just four books. One is at the library, this is the second, as for the third and fourth. I have no idea where it is. Athena said the fourth is a dangerous book, containing the weakness of the witches, so it's hidden, for the third, we failed to find where it is–" "I have one." Anna cut her off and Mireille looked at her, shock written all over her face.

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

The Heart of Reality. 💔 There had never been a fourth. Or so they believed. ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten Throne The book revealed another memory. 🌙 Ancient ruins appeared around them. A massive palace. Larger than kingdoms. Built from black crystal. 🖤 Four thrones stood inside. Not three. Four. 👑👑👑👑 The first belonged to the King. The second to the Guardians. The third to the Heart. And the fourth…

Forever. End of book 36

I froze, then stepped back, mumbling an apology. "I'm sorry, I must be in the wrong place." As I turned to leave, a voice stopped me. "You're... You're Selena Hudson, right?" The man approached with a friendly smile and continued, "I'm Liam Rogers, Wren's brother. She made me promise to look after you." I did a double-take. That could not be Liam, the once chubby big brother who tagged along with Wren and I on candy runs. He had become towering and strikingly handsome, almost unrecognizable.