Block Tales Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

“Tillman’s house isn’t far off. There’s a telephone there. I don’t intend to walk back to the house.” I could hear Nora telling the tale of how Marduke and his minions had pulled us through the painting as I walked in the direction of Tillman’s house. She was careful not to leave anything out. I smiled as I moved deeper into the trees. Nora was a much better storyteller than I was. I would have surely left things out and possibly confused Lance even more.

Then, the shadows deepened, and it slept once more. End of Chapter 3

Or she could offer a piece of the truth, a token to match the one he’d given her last night. She chose the token. “I’m looking for someone.” He turned his head, his profile etched in shadow. “Who?” “A girl. She came into a place like The Vesper months ago. She was curious. She asked questions. Then she disappeared.” Elena kept her eyes on the city, her voice barely a whisper. “I think she found something she wasn’t supposed to see.” The air in the van shifted. The professional tension was suddenly laced with something personal, electric.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

Chapter 163 Author's POV Rhea could feel the power suddenly. Like it was too much, storming and causing her head to ache. She looked at Nerena who was in the middle of casting the spell and Lucian who was on his knees. Her eyes went to Cassian, she couldn't help but feel her heart call out to him. She called out again to Nerena, unable to hold back. At that very moment, she felt like she could do anything to stop the ritual, “Stop it now!" She cried out, managing to look at Nerena through hooded eyes.

“A tale tells of local pirates coming over from time to time, out on this side of the sea” The voice of Makai, broke out, earning the chuckles from the number of sight-seers, who seemed to be enjoying their time, meanwhile here I was, sat lone with an aching heart, yearning to know if the man I loved was alright. “That can’t be true!” A little girl squealed, the sound of her chuckles pouring out, but her utterance was returned with a light squeeze from the lady beside her. “Oh, believe me. It is!” Followed Makai. “They go around hunting for little ones to get aboard their ships” He pinched her cheeks, earning a low laugh from her.

He thankfully grabbed her by her waist, stabilizing her. “They’re mad” Richard said from beside me. I nodded, taking a deep breath as I fought to catch it. However, that deep breath moment didn’t last for long when I saw the third and final obstacle of this game. “He has got to be kidding” I said and Richard frowned in confusion before following my gaze. His eyes widened when we saw, assassins, bloody damn, trained, robot assassins.

That was not the issue. She traced her eyes to the road which was littered with papers and debris that flew around in the gentle breeze between our house and the next. The street was greenish-gold, illuminated by the almost fallen streetlamps that half revealed all things below them in an airy greenish-gold; Thaddeus spotted a man standing with his two hands up and another behind him, pointing a revolver just down the road. He saw all things in greenish gold but these men, in this situation was as clear as the brightest star in the darkest sky. He might be witnessing something more than what he thought it was; a murder. It was quite unbearable as it would be entertaining that it was occurrin