Achilles Heel Book Novels & Stories

Cassius had same blood running in him then why was he not as healthy as Dominic or his race? “Dr. Miller? Don’t get disappointed. I hope there would be other books. Maybe we should check in the medicine section. The scriptures of pack healers are also preserved here. Maybe they had seen similar case as Amelia’s.” He moved to another shelf and one by one we checked old books. “This one, I think you should see this.” He opened another old book but luckily it was in English. “It was written almost a century ago by the pack’s chief healer. They saw young alpha heir dying of mysterious decease at the age of sixteen during his first shift as his weak body couldn’t bear the pain.” I read out aloud.

He leaned against the doorframe, a picture of innocence. "Is there a problem, darling?" "Where are my shoes?" I pointed an accusing finger at the shelf of shame. "And what are those abominations?" "Those are orthopedic support slides," he said, walking over to inspect them with a nod of approval. "Rated number one for joint relief. I read the reviews." "You read reviews? Since when do you read reviews? You usually just buy the company that makes the product." "I did that too. But I wanted to be sure." He turned to me, his grey eyes dancing with amusement. "Dr. Aris said your center of gravity is going to shift. Heels are a fall risk. I removed the risk."

There is still tingling pain in her Achilles and that’s normal. “I am so glad that Mr. Geoffrey is quick witted to notice my struggle,” she said staring at the reddish mark on her Achilles. “It’s not that I am quick witted at all times,” Geoffrey murmured. He knelt in front of her. When she saw him suddenly kneeling on the floor, she felt the smile slipped from her eyes, lips and fell complete off her face. “You are the only person I am looking, that’s why I can notice every single details.”

Not under the pillow, not in the herb basket, not anywhere I had learned to check — but inside the front cover of the thick reference volume I used every single day, the one that lived on the center table of the healing house and had Vera's name written in faded ink on the first page and had been handled by every healer in this pack for the better part of a decade, and I found it when I opened the book to check a compound ratio mid-morning with Vera two feet away at the cabinet behind me. I saw the fold of the paper before I saw what it was, and something in my chest understood before my mind caught up, and I closed the book and said nothing and walked out of the healing house and into the c

"Beyond our disabilities, you and I are both archagents. We can rely on each other ability and turn things around for our advantage. I'll make do with your legs while you make do with my eyes. You just tell me what need to done" "There is a magical book called II libro d'goeteia in master's possession. I once stumbled on it while running some errands for him. I strongly believe that would be of help to us and improve our present condition greatly." Azrail spilled the beans. "Then what are we waiting for? let's go get it" "Not so fast." Azrail stopped Acris. "Why?" "Can you just listen?" Azrail was getting pissed at Acris impatience. "No matter how much I tried, I can't seems to find the book

This chapter is dedicated to Phyllis Hills, my loyal reader. Thank you so much for reaching out to me and complimenting my books, especially Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings. Thank you so much. Chapter 45 Hael Moore. I gripped the dresser to avoid falling. My head was spinning. My world stopped for a second. It felt as if it was about to crumble. “Amber! Stop this sick joke and come out now!” I yelled, already losing patience as my heart thumped heavily like war drums.

Azrael asked. “I haven’t gone far into the book but it’s a story based on an actual schizophrenic patient the writer knew; it was meant to educate the public about various mental disorders in the mental asylum they call hell. I thought it would be fun reading a genre I’m not too familiar with.” I explained as I touched the front of the book. “I can recommend something if you get hitched. Utopia by Kelvin McLean. It’s about a nymphomaniac struggling to overcome his issue so that he can be in a happy relationship with the woman he’s been in love with for seven years.” Azrael recommended.

The book totally has 60 pages, each has 12 to 15 lines. I read the book somewhat unwillingly until one line caught my attention which caused all the hair in my body to stand up immediately. "Once again I'm warning you, Heil is not what you are thinking. His brain is more active than the normal human and he can see your past once he looks into your eyes. Trust me, he is a human, not an animal. I hope my first 30 pages would have cleared your doubt." What!! Heil is not a human!!! It's a monster. I saw that with my own eyes. The book is totally shit!!

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Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was aroun