Adrift Book Novels & Stories

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

The lake in front of me felt so peaceful I wish I deserved the same peace My feet started moving towards the water It felt like the lake was calling for me Asking me to touch and feel it's serenity As me body entered the cold water my disturbed mind calmed down It's coldness made me numb Anf it felt good Like I was finally getting punished for what I did to her I stepped further Slowly I felt my face going underwater There was a heaviness under the water My eyes body all felt heavy I looked around to see long plants and mosses in the deep Blue colour prevailed around me and I wished to stay here I couldn't hold my breath any longer and my lungs were ready to explode but still I wanted to be

Life was tough and will get tougher but she came out strong than ever, and tackled all of the problems bravely. She bounced back to the present and shook her head, knowing what happened was for a good reason and about to close the closet when her eyes landed on the book given by Alaric. She picked it up and put it on the night stand as she decided to start reading it. Not only for informational purposes but there was something running inside her mind. She was still wondering about that when the Nightcrawlers attacked her and Alaric's warning about their resuscitation. After finishing all the chores, Adrianna chose a silent place in the apartment to read the book.

before starting the SUV again. ***** We are at a motel in this little town, Drax had gone to meet the neighboring wolf pack and I had just come out of the shower, he said, "We were spending the night and then going back in the morning." I had ordered food and sat down on the bed to message Ryker to tell him about our little road trip and let my kids know that I would be back the next day. I heard the doorbell and I opened the door paying the delivery guy, he asked if I was alone, which was odd, he even smelled odd too, so I said, "No, my husband is in the shower," and shut the door. I was watching TV when I heard the door and it was Drax, he was drinking the last of his blood bags and said,

And at its center—hopefully but nervously smiling—Adrian. He had on a dark, fitted coat and held in his hand a small, hand-stitched book. Elara moved towards him, her step quiet on the garden path. "What is this?" Adrian held out the book. "It's a journal. Yours." She blinked in confusion. "Mine?"

I squirmed before I knew my pants were becoming wet. "I know how much you miss me." His tiny soft voice caused more trouble them good to my already devastated body. "I don't...miss.." I paused, knowing I miss him a lot but I have to go back to Jeff's pack now. Like he knew what I was thinking, Adrian, lifted me above the ground, shifting into his wolf. He ran off with my whole body on his shoulder into the highway. I felt I was going to devour. The End of book 1.

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

**Amara's POV** Thursday. Volume two arrived. Not by courier. Adrian had collected it from the bookshop on Walnut Street in the morning before the school run. He had placed it on the bedside table beside volume one. Noah had seen it when he woke up. He had not said anything. He had looked at it. He had looked at the ammonite. He had looked at the two volumes side by side. He had nodded. He had gone to breakfast. At the kitchen table he had said, with the focused efficiency of someone reporting a completed inventory:

Please use this knowledge wisely. The book glowed and floated in the air. Each page flipped quickly, and sentence after sentence appeared on the blank page. Each page was written in the ancient script in Dragon Language. "Can you read it?" asked Astrid curiously. "Yes, I can read it. But it looks like we can't linger here. We gotta get out of here. The library is almost closed according to my estimation," Draco whispered. Astrid patted her forehead. "Ah, you are right. We can be locked in this room. We need to get out of the library before the clerk looks for us and finds us here. Come on, let's go out," said Astrid.

The moment she crosses the threshold and her feet met the cool, welcoming touch of her bedroom floor, she allows herself to sink onto her bed, the cushions yielding to her weight. With a deep sense of purpose, she extends her hand towards the book nestled on her bed, cradling it tenderly. Astrid could scarcely contain her curiosity, her fingers quivering with the exhilaration of the adventure awaiting her. As she opened the book, she was instantly transported into a world as captivating as the printed pages itself, where words spun tales of Supernatural beings beyond her wildest imagination. The book unveiled a hidden realm, one inhabited by nine extraordinary entities, each with its own uni