Alan Moore Novel Novels & Stories

He darted straight across the grove like he knew exactly what he was doing—leaping over a clover patch and finally dropping my notebook with a dramatic plop at someone’s boots. Alan’s boots. Alan looked down at the notebook. Then up at Rufio. Then at me—still barefoot, still trying to decide if I was mortified or weirdly impressed. His brow lifted. “Did he steal that from you?” I put my hands on my hips, heart racing for reasons unrelated to the sprint. “He’s a menace.” “He’s an opportunist.” Alan scoffed. “I see where he gets it.” I teased. That earned the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth. Not a smile. But close. I crossed the grass slowly, brushing my hair back and trying not to

No underwear really was pushing the modesty envelope enough already. I find my way to Liam's office by his scent alone and knock on the door, entering when he called out to me. Three men sit on one side of Liam's desk while he sits on the other, a glass of amber liquid in each of their hands. I can smell that it's brandy - Grampa's favourite sundowner. "Good evening, Miss Jones." Beta Suarez stands and greets me. The others follow suit and I'm greeted by Beta Harris, and a man with ebony skin named Beta Wyk.

My face, my palms, my knees, they were already bleeding. My chest aching from sobbing. I couldn’t take any more punishment today. “This filth broke my crystal glasses,” my aunt sneers from behind him. “Is that so?” my uncle murmurs, crouching beside me slowly. I flinch. My trembling worsened as he got closer to me. I kept my head down, my eyes fixed on the floor. Because I wasn’t allowed to look at them Under any circumstances. “Now why would you break your aunt’s crystal glasses… Moonflower?” he asks softly.

“This… this can’t be real. I’m losing my mind. I’m inside a book, aren’t I? A werewolf novel. This is exactly how it starts. The poor, confused girl, the scary Alpha, the dramatic bond… Oh my God, I’m a main character. I’ve read this before!” Damon’s brows knit together. “Novel?” “Yes! A story! A werewolf story! And guess what… There was no Damon in it, and definitely no Alaric. So what is this? A spinoff?” He pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering something under his breath. “Selene, you are not in a story. This is the real world.”

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She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

No, those were not only the weird cases involving her. Paul suddenly remembered his assistants telling him about Amanda Moore. This girl seemingly came out of nowhere. Agatha said she was a distant relative from the province and was also a landslide survivor, yet when his people did a background check, no one knew how this girl, who was supposed to be one of the missing people, suddenly appeared next to Agatha. Based on reports, the landslide happened near midnight. But then on the next morning, why was this Amanda Moore already at Alina City?

I still thought of Lyndon’s words about the prior murder case in Argao because I was there. I AM CURRENTLY reading CareLikeGoldFish’s work. The book is a mystery-thriller and even without romance, I couldn’t stop reading it whole because the scenes are so familiar, it’s like I’ve seen them before. Just like the scene where the main character shot his friend. It’s the same as what I saw there in Boljoon two months ago.

"Tell me!" "I don't know what you're talking about..." Her voice shook like loose glass. "But if you hurt me, Liam and father will kill you! You have no idea how much this child means to Liam!" I barely heard her. Her words were drowned beneath the torrent of my own memories—painful, suffocating memories. I was back in that place. Back in that dark, forgotten part of the Moore estate. "Did you know that the Moore family has an underground prison?" I said, voice hollow and distant. "It's a hell for people who make mistakes or are traitors. A place that devours you slowly—piece by piece."

No trace of Raya. No trace of Humphrey. Only smoke.