86 Spoilers Novels & Stories

Dax responds, now starting to relax back into the armchair, while still keeping his brow furrowed with concern. “That’s exactly what Gamma Bree said,” Cayden chimes in, “but the tracker insist the scents didn’t just slowly start to fade. They just disappeared.” I take a deep breath, “Tasha and Channing also said that there were footprints around the scents,” I take a pause before saying one of the weirder things I’ve said in my life, “of men’s dress shoes.”

Kimberly looked at the horizontal scar that ran across the man’s left cheek which was a constant reminder of one of the missions they had embarked upon. A suicide bomber had ran into her team, causing most of them to take shrapnels to their limbs and torsos. She was lucky to have come out unscathed. “Look over there” Their guide said pointing to a cloud of dust from afar. Kimberly immediately looked into her binoculars and saw a vehicle speedingly approaching the huts, while leaving a trail of dust behind. The childen stopped their game and watched the old pickup truck come to a halt. Three men alighted from the vehicle, entered one of the huts and dragged out five people with hoods over the

Half an hour later, I arrived at the in-patient ward on the third floor. Before I could open the door and enter, Marco’s voice drifted from the other side of the wooden frame. “Lorenzo, you went too far this time. The money was set aside for your wedding with Naomi. It’s a million bucks. Did you give every last penny to Gianna to get the penthouse? Aren’t you terrified that Naomi’s going to dump you for standing her up today, too?

After our engagement, the six of us friends agreed to take one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my friend Anders Greer suggested we play a "24-Hour Couple Swap." Anyone who drew matching symbols had to act like a couple for the next twenty-four hours. Whoever drew a blank card could only take pictures and carry everyone's bags. In the first round, I drew a blank. My fiancee, Brielle Rice, and Anders both drew moons. They held hands while watching the sunrise, while I followed behind carrying three people's bags. In the second round, I drew another blank. They both drew roses. Their penalty was to hug for one minute. Everyone crowded around, cheering them on, while I sto

I buried my face in my hands, not wanting to get out of bed. "Not enough sleep?" His tone was heavy on the word "sleep", laced with an ambiguous undertone. Only then did I notice he had just come out of the bathroom. He was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. His toned chest and abs were fully visible. I swallowed nervously. Leon must have heard the sound as a glint of interest flickered in his eyes. He looked at me teasingly. "Want me to help you up?" "No, I'll get up myself."

Later, I slowly tore the silver feathered wedding gown I'd worn 66 times into shreds, ripping up the remnants of dignity holding this relationship together. I'd loved Arnold for six years, and it was high time this was put to an end.

‘Not interesting, this is trouble and I don’t want any trouble in my town,’ Xavier reasoned with himself but his wolf did not reply for he also knew that it would be a lie. Mamma Mia! Am I dreaming right now? I am sure I am not for I was almost got into an accident that would have cost me, Stella thought before she was blinking her eyes at her savior. He was all tanned and muscular but in the lean spectrum. He has been shielding her from the speeding car before he was shouting at it.

The battery on my front door smart lock died, so I called a locksmith to come over. While he was working on the lock, he made small talk. "Dude, this lock comes with six spare keys. Did you lock all of them inside the apartment?" I froze. I've lived in this apartment for three years. My wife and I each have one spare key. The other three were always kept in the hallway drawer. That makes five total. So where's the sixth key?

Luca wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before finally speaking, "Xavier is dead. This is the autopsy report. Ms. Carter, you need to accept reality." In the report, there was a clear photograph of my body. Fiona’s eyes widened. She staggered backward. A long moment passed before she let out a broken, guttural cry. "No!"

Not the way history will twist it, but as it truly happened. The mortal kingdoms grew too fast. They took the land in smoke and iron, and the great races fell back into the shadows. Wolves hid in the deep forests and mountains. Vampires locked their doors beneath the earth. Witches and wizards vanished behind illusions. My kind, the dragons, slipped into the veils between realms. Six clans. Six elements. Six prides too old and too stubborn to bend. Retreat should have saved us. Instead, it starved us of trust. Old grudges sharpened until they cut open the future. I saw it coming. So did three others. Cillian Hawthorne. Selene Nerezza. Alaric Everley.