Beautiful Disaster Books In Order Novels & Stories

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

But what if I tell you about the darker things that prowl the streets at night, the very same one you walk at day, would you still feel safe if you knew about the varmints that have fangs and the other, that turns into a mindless beast with claws under a full moon, Who would you fear more? Your kind? That's more interested in what you have in your purse. Or ours? The bloodsuckers, that likes to drink straight from the source, which happens to be your veins. But without casting judgment, I must confess, I too was one of those blinded humans, yes believe or not... I was, or... So I thought. My life before the cleansing was... Overwhelming, to be honest, I was too busy trying to become the best

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

It rained chunks of flesh, some the scales acting like hail. I screamed out for him, but the sound was instantly drowned out by the noise of the blast. All I could see was ash, fire and blood. Nothing else was distinguishable in the wreckage of the dragon. I ran into the thick of it blindly, the acrid air stinging my throat. I began to cough violently, covering my mouth as a last-ditch attempt to prevent me inhaling too much more smoke. My eyes were watering profusely, blurring my vision even further. And then, my foot caught something. I fell with a thud against the ground, looking back warily to see what I had tripped over.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

It was beautiful and it gave me a little calm. I laid down on the bench and cried. I cried from the pain of Damon. I cried from the pain of Ares. The pain of Liza. It was all just too much pain. I heard a snap of twigs from the forest, and I wiped my eyes, sitting up fast, which I shouldn't have done because the pain that shot through my body was a sharp one. Suddenly, a huge black wolf came out of the forest. I have no idea who it is, but I don't feel any sense of alarm about it as it comes up to me and nudges me in the legs. I'm bewitched by not only the size but its beauty. Its eyes are so different, unlike any I've ever seen before. One is hazel, and one is blue. The wolf lay down in fro

I walked slowly along the shelves, running my fingers along the spines of books, reading titles. There were a lot of books in Greek, which I couldn't read. Some in what looked like Russian—more Cyrillic letters. Those were probably for Zade. But there was also an entire section in English. I moved closer, examining the titles more carefully. And stopped in surprise. These weren't just random books. This was a carefully curated collection. There were classics I'd mentioned loving in conversations with my father over the years. Pride and Prejudice. Jane Eyre. Wuthering Heights.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

- I added after a moment. - Christina, how can you compare this freak of nature to human beings?- my mother yelled at me, getting up from her chair and letting both hands crash onto the table top with a bang, making me shiver slightly.- Humans are the natural inhabitants of the Earth, they took possession of it, they were made rulers of this place, with everything that lives on it. Vampires, on the other hand, are Satan's minions, same as demons, so just like them, they should burn in the depths of Hell.- she preached to me, then took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment.- I know that you are still young and naive, but you cannot approach everyone with such confidence. There are bein

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.