Alas Babylon Book Novels & Stories

Alissa stared up, she thought she could make out books but she couldn't be sure. Luca dialled and someone answered almost immediately. Alissa climbed the small stone steps as he spoke to Blake. She looked at what were indeed books, large leather volumes sat within the walls. Alissa pulled one out and her suspicions were correct. They were the McBayn's pack history, she opened the one she had in her hand before Luca called up to her. “Everyone's fine, come on better go.” She huffed but put the book back.

Taking a deep breath, I stopped a couple of feet away behind Alfonso and yelled at him, "Alfonso, why you have to leave me and let yourself faced that monster's alone!" Alfonso didn't turn his gaze towards me and replied. "You should have stayed where you are Althea!" "What?" I retorted with dismay. "Did you expect me to let you face that monster alone, Alfonso!?" Tears escaped my eyes. I wiped it then stood up beside Alfonso while facing the gigantic monster. I can't believe that a creature exists like this one. Those lifeblood creatures connected to Lorraine at the Dark City were doing their best to create something like this.

He had no choice but to apologise. " Miss Alisha , we had been recording your evil works and good. " After saying that God Elios flipped his hand and took a book from the air. He tossed it towards her while handing over the book to her and when she opened the book , the pages number increased on every second. " This is...." " Your Evil deeds work and it is only increasing !! " " Ohhh!!" She was embarrassed when she saw the page was increasing every then and now. Which meant that there was no end to her evil deeds .

"Are you sure about that?" "Yes," Rey muttered without hesitation. Alessia entered Alby's room when she knocked several times. But never got a reply. A masculine fragrance immediately greeted his sense of smell when Alessia stepped deeper. Alessia noticed that Alby's room looked well-groomed with thick books lined up neatly in the corner. Seeing the many books there, Alessia subconsciously approached the shelf and browsed through Alby's collection of books. Many Novels as well as documentaries and obsolete notes on the shelves the bottom.

Chapter 2. Asher. A random female grinded her ass on me. The others sat at my sides and tried to get my attention. Things could not have been better. I was done with alpha training but my dad wasn’t ready to concede the title and I didn’t mind one bit. I think he just didn’t trust me with the pack but again, I didn’t mind. I went to human university, specifically New York University. I wasn’t as useless as my father made me out to be. I had gotten into one of the best schools in the whole of New York but that was still not enough for my father.

Jay added. " I can't say" Em's eyes widened. " Somebody stole those books? Really?" " Don't be silly," Jacquard said. " Then, what?" Jay said. " The first edition and the only edition of the book known as The Abasia, Our Origin? The first ever king of Abasia Kingdom's draft of the Declaration of Independence? Or top secrets?" " No, it is just some books." " Aha!" Jay said. "So it was a book!"

What if Lisa fell for him? Suddenly, I got a headache. I sat on the couch, waiting for the spinning to go away. But it was getting worse, so I closed my eyes and wished the throbbing in my head would go away. That was when the door opened again. I didn’t open my eyes as I thought it was the maid again. “I see the maid sent you the lunch.” It was Alpha Horace …. What was he doing here? Then I forced myself to straighten my back and opened my eyes. Alpha Horace was Cameron’s father and our Alpha. Whatever the circumstance was, I needed to be respectful to him.

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I found Elaine that night in the library. I had picked up one of the books on supernatural history that my father Axel had collected before he died—the dark-covered volume that no one ever touched because the print was small and the text was a mixture of three different dialects. She was sitting cross-legged on the large sofa by the fireplace, the book open on her lap, her expression so focused that I paused in the doorway. She didn’t hear me come in, and I watched her for a moment. The light from the fire gave her hair that warm hue that only appears when the light is just right, and she had a slight frown on her face, which was how she looked when something she was reading didn’t quite fit

she smiled and sat down, arranging the black polkadot flay skirt she wore, paired with an off-white turtleneck shirt. "I'll be outside, Boss," Boraz said, and I nodded in acknowledgment. I was left alone with Zainab. "I see someone's been playing their cards right. You've taken back your father's business. Congratulations, Mr President," Zainab praised. I chuckled softly with the corner of my lips. "You've heard about that already, huh?" "That's old news now, my friend. Word of deed has spread. 'The Alpha who never was takes back what is his,' they say," Zainab responded.