Arrowverse Books Novels & Stories

Oh, by the way, I'd like to invite you to check out some of my other books: I Kissed My Boss, Book 1; The Love of an Invisible and The fate of the rejected alpha, book 1; In particular, I urge you to check out the third title, where there's a whole new world of werewolves, which I've worked hard to create. I'll leave one of the chapters for yous: A Thief: A THIEF WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A THIEF The sounds of many voices mingling with each other awakes Bloodstain from the first peaceful sleep she had in her entire life. She rubs her eyes with the back of her hands and takes a few seconds to make her vision focus on the image of two humans in front of you, a male and a female. "Ah, so final

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

“I’ll be okay. Just give me a minute.” “How’d you do?” Ben asked. Pulling the pack off his back, he handed it to the warlock. “Welcome back,” Hank enthusiastically said. Looking at the pack in Ben’s hands, he asked, “Is that it?” Nodding, Jasper said, “Getting back was brutal. The woods are crawling with vampires and wolves.” “I get the vampires, but wolves?” Hank said as he looked up at the small sliver of moon in the sky. “They’re searching for me,” he explained.

Back then, she realized, books were made to be works of art in and of themselves. Caleb lay on their bed, while Scarlet and Ruth were sprawled out on a pile of furs before the fireplace on the far side of the room. This room was so sprawling, that even with all of them in it, Caitlin still felt alone with her thoughts. In the adjacent room, she knew, were Sam and Polly. It had been a long day, and a long feast with Aiden’s coven and the king’s men, and they were all settling in for the night.

“What is it?” He makes a very male noise–a grunt–before replying, “I have no idea. A spirit, probably. Or the shelves are starting to collapse under the weight of all these books. Arthur should do something about it.” “The ghost or the ancient wooden shelves?” A crash rattles the nearby shelves, and Aris tugs me against his chest. I gasp, whirling as if in slow motion, tucked in the folds of his cloak. The books in his arms fall to the ground. I feel his muscles jerk and flex as he raises his hands, his bracelets shining, and the space around us suddenly glows with silver. He vibrates with power I can feel in my bones. I wrap my arms around his waist and steal a glance over my shoulder, biti

AVERY “ What did you do with Draven? ” I mumble, standing beside Aleister. He is sitting on the wing chair in the living room of the little cottage while we wait for the warriors to bring Nellie, Sara, and Marco, the village head. “ For now… ” Aleister glances at the door. “ Nothing. ” I shoot him a side glance before following his line of sight. Nellie and Sara are being dragged inside by the warriors with Marco following shortly after.

Scratching the back of my neck, my cheeks reddened as I looked away from Al's naked torso, "W.I.K.D is closing in on us, they set camps at night, move fast during the day," I swallowed hard, "And how do you know this?" Amber inquired, she didn't even try to hide her bitter tone, I thought long and hard, realizing I didn't get her name and she did mention not to tell my friends about us ever meeting, I wish to honor that request, she did save my life, twice, "I— I was out catching my breath when I pick up a scent.... blood, so I— followed it... They have humans as some kind of prisoners, doing bloodletting to lure us in. And—" I paused,

Silence lingered between them. The rest of the flight was quiet as Kevin sat in another seat at the back busy signing documents and discussing business matters while Emma read a book and intermittently looked out the window watching the scenery below and sometimes stealing a glance back at him and caught him looking at her. After an hour, Kevin walked to her, checking on her as she drifted off to sleep. The leather-bound book she was reading lay open on her lap, the words written on its open page clearly visible; “If I know what love is, it is because of you!" Kevin smiled and then put the book aside. There was no lie in it.

KAI I woke to white light and deep pain spreading through my body. My shoulder was wrapped tightly, and the first clear thought that came through the fog of whatever they had given me for the pain was Elias. Not my aunt. Not my father. Not even the wound, though it hurt badly enough to make my eyes water when I tried to move. Elias. His name came first. I lay there in a paper gown, staring at the ceiling, a tube taped to the back of my hand.

Also, the word 'thankful' isn't enough to level how much grateful I am to you all for supporting me and this book. See you ‘till the next Claveria adventure, guys! Love y’all! *BOOK SERIES* -MELANCHOLY: THE MOON’S INCEPTION -A LUNA’S BLADE: FEUDS AND GRUDGES -TALE OF THE DEEP: A SIREN’S MELODY