Antimatter Blues: A Mickey7 Novel Novels & Stories

The weight of her loneliness was bearing down on her like a heavy blanket, and tears were blurring her eyesight as she curled more and farther into herself. The world around her dissipated into blackness as her eyes slowly closed and moved away from her. Her small form lay hidden in the grass, a fragile, lost soul in a world that had forgotten her. The night engulfed her completely, and at that very time, she disappeared entirely, leaving her fate an unsettling mystery that was never explained. **** In the Grand Mansion of the Westwoods...

BLAZE. Micah’s fingers touched the phone screen. His eyes showed he didn't believe me. “I have to see for myself.” “I just told you that you can't.” “Why not?” He closed his eyes for a moment then breathed out. “Blaze. It's mandatory at least for me to check on him.” Did this man understand English or was he dumb? He couldn't see him and that was final. But his eyes. Lord, those hazel were testing my loyalty. They swept over me like I was the son of the devil. He had never judged me but they weren't exactly holy today. He didn't believe a word I said.

Was she talking in her sleep? “Princess? What’s wrong?” “Myka, what’s wrong?” “No, not Myka, but Delmira.” “Delmira, my black lily?” I looked over to Micah to see that his eyes and they were no longer the blue grey that I’m used to, but it is now a very dark brown. Is this his wolf talking? “Micah?” “No, baby, it’s Barin, and I’m Micah’s wolf and also your mate.”

I said as I opened the truck door for her, "I want you to know that healing takes time. Whatever timeline you need to feel safe and comfortable with us, that's what we'll work with." "Thank you," she replied, settling into the passenger seat with obvious relief at being away from Davidson's house. "Mr. Blackwood? Can I ask you something?" "Anything." "When Mickey's eyes turned gold and his hands... changed... was he becoming something dangerous?" I looked at my son, who was loading Lily's belongings into the truck bed, then back at the girl who would soon learn that the boy she was falling in love with was far more than human. "Mickey is many things," I said carefully. "Powerful, protective,

her mum said. And the call ended. --- Ammie stared at the phone. “…Mum?” --- She called back. Again. And again. And again. --- No answer. --- Her tears fell harder. --- Finally— She called Blue. --- Blue picked almost immediately. “Ammie?? I’ve been trying to reach you!” --- Ammie broke down again. “It’s getting worse…” --- Blue sighed. “I saw everything,” she said. “This is out of control.” --- Ammie wiped her tears.

I looked to see my mate staring at the tattered book like it was about to eat him alive. “Could this be relevant?” Micelle asked and I looked up to see her nervously glancing between the two of us. “I wasn’t really too sure what to be on the lookout for, Beta Roman was rather vague, I probably wouldn’t have even considered it had it not been…” She trailed off and I nodded, knowing exactly what she was thinking, had it not been for people talking about how much of a freak I was. “It could be relevant yes, thank you Michelle.” I uttered as Tristan sat frozen still staring at the book.

Cilyna thought before throwing the vampire she had been tussling with into a witch running towards her. "Blue Moon shifters! I've heard of them but I thought they were only myth." Jake, Ciaran's beta, spoke up through the link. "They rank with the hybrid. All eradicated before given the chance for life." Ciaran said. Two howls broke through the air, loud and clear. Somehow Cilyna knew it was her children. With their howls, all the vampires in the area feel to the ground curling in on themselves before turning to ash were the lay. Cilyna could see that Ciaran's huge white wolf was struggling to stay standing, whimpering and pawing at his ears. As the silence enveloped then again, Cilyna looke

Mitch nodded for me to speak. “We had it all wrong Heath they’re not after Diamond moon at all, but Blue moon... they’re attacking in three days!” “WHAT! why? why blue moon?” "“We don’t know” Mitch took over “they spoke about revenge and being the ones that will win this time. Heath, you should have seen how many there are, Lelanna wasn’t exaggerating at the number, they could easily overpower and wipe out the entire territory in but a few minutes” Heath ran his hands through his hair which showed his frustration ”three days, yes? we have three days?”

"Miss, may you live a blessed, prosperous life. And may your ex rot in misery." "Wait—these aren’t regular bills. They’re glittering gold notes!" Max’s face turned an ugly shade of red as he watched the scene unfold.

Chapter Eight: The Price of Light** Lyra froze at the mouth of the corridor, her heart thundering louder than the approaching storm of footsteps. The eerie glow of the moon filtering through the cracked ceiling framed Celeste like a ghost out of a nightmare — regal, untouchable, and terrifying in her stillness. Behind her, the silver-eyed wolves fanned out in deadly silence, their forms tense, their eyes locked on Lyra and her companions. Riven’s grip on his blade tightened, and Nyra, barely conscious, whimpered as Lyra eased her to the stone floor.