Novel & Cerita Blown To Bits Book

I drove a blade straight through its skull. Before the body even dropped, I shifted again. Wolf. Faster. Stronger. My fur bristled as I tore through another, ripping its side open and sending it crashing into a tree. A bite caught my arm. Deep. Pain flared. Real pain. I snarled, turning violently and crushing its neck between my jaws. Blood filled my mouth. Hot. Thick. I spat it out. More footsteps. More movement. They weren’t stopping. Good.

I threw the Iron-Bound Book into the white flames. The reaction was instantaneous. A pillar of pure, blinding white light erupted from the basin, hitting the violet vortex above. The Grey-Walkers didn't just dissolve; they were incinerated, their parchment bodies turning into white butterflies of ash that filled the air. I felt the "Sight" begin to fade. The silver threads in my mind were snapping one by one as the records of my world's debts were burned into nothingness. The King, released from the Grey-Walkers' hold, stumbled back. "The book... my secret..."

The chains snapped. Elena dove for the book’s spine, fingers prying at the binding. “The counter-contract! Dad’s erasure—it’s in the glue!” She dug, nails splitting, blood mixing with the book’s. The spine cracked, revealing a single red thread, pulsing like a vein. Marco’s voice was a whisper. “Cut it. But it’ll take one of us. The storyteller has to stay.” The book lunged, pages flapping into wings, the cover a maw. It swallowed Jenkins whole, his scream cut off as the pages closed. Lila’s flare gun fired, the light consumed. The book grew, towering, a cathedral of blood and memory.

My eyes were wide open, finally Elias was by my side, boy was I glad to see him! A strange thing began to occur inside me just when I thought it was over. The pain started to grow, only this time it was worse than the bite, there was a fire burning inside me, I began to feel the worst kind of pain I’ve ever felt in all my thirty years of living. It was an excruciating pain— like torture!

“I… I…” She wasn’t able to say anything after that. And I admit I have lost the said bet. I couldn’t stop myself from being rough. There’s just something about this woman that triggers my carnal instinct. Maximus was not helping at all. He was clouding my mind with his desire for his mate. I blanked out and just felt myself drilling inside her until my canines extended and bit her neck just as we both released. “You… lost.” She spoke through heavy breaths. Despite the mind blowing orgasm, and the haze in her eyes, I’m impressed that she still was able to remember that.

After the Alliance Tribunal, I went straight back to the manor to pack. Didn't feel a damn thing. Hardly owned anything—just clothes, Mom's pendant, and a bone whistle. What no one knew? Right after I downed the growth-slowing potion... I blew that whistle. Dad answered. Silverlune Pack's Alpha. Cold as frost. He hadn't forgiven me for walking out. Not even close. But when I pricked my finger and let one drop of blood hit the parchment...

I gratefully let it sweep me under, unsure if I’ll be able to walk out of here whole. I blink awake at the crack of dawn with my face to the ceiling, recounting the last events of my downturned life. From being snatched off the road by a raving animal, to being claimed by another. Mate. Just one word and it makes my blood boil with deep-seated rage. Reading about fantasies must have knocked me upside the head so bad. I must have been a fool to wish for a love like in those fantasy books? Twenty-four year old and I can’t distinguish lies woven into literature.

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

“But remember, whatever you write becomes truth.” She took it, Hands shaking It was warm, Pulsing, Alive, And as soon as her fingers touched it, The expanse around her began to fracture. A storm of memories swirled, Ashen’s laugh. Kael’s betrayal. Liolai’s eyes, wide with trust. The blade, the crown, the price of being both mother and monster, She opened the book, Her hand hovered over the page, But before she could write, The world screamed. The Reader stumbled backward.

While his body was ripped into pieces and no place in the library was free of blood. "Mike." I said barely above a whisper while tears kept on falling from eyes. My whole world had shattered into pieces and dust. *** Keep reading the book for more awaited fun especially in the next chapter. Love, EemanFaisal25