Bone Shaker Book Novels & Stories

Long enough, at least, for the lamps to come on, casting amber light over the mahogany and paper. Long enough, apparently, for Damon to come looking. A pale hand shot out over my shoulder, and before I could react, it snatched the book out from under me and held it high. “Name the first three interventions for a shifter presenting with a compound fracture mid-shift.” Damon. My jaw clenched so tight my teeth ground together. I usually liked this. Usually I would rattle off an answer, he would correct whatever I got wrong, if there was anything at all, and for a few minutes it felt like the one part of this whole arrangement that had nothing to do with performing for anyone.

I was so eager to touch it and possibly date it that I took it from Shae before John could. Shae blinked as I gently ran my fingers over the cover, treating the book like an ancient relic recently unearthed at a dig site. John chuckled. “Don’t mind, my mate. Her family is archeologists. So probably seeing a book this old and in good condition had triggered that code in her DNA.” John teased. I narrowed my eyes at him, scoffing before gently opening the book.

Mosi I shook my head, trying to get the black little spots to stop dancing in front of my eyes, so I could get my bearings to gather myself and get off this floor, from under all these books and pieces of wood planks that used to be Kalama’s bookcase. I took some books off of my legs and dusted off dust and rubble from all over me, while looking for a place to put hands to push myself up. Everywhere around me was covered with debris.

In the end, the inquisitive one won but first, I listened for footsteps and when I could make out none, I got off the bed and went for the book, flicking its first page open. The only person who could give me a book was Zena but it was also weird, what kind of book it was. It wasn’t the usual one we both read and enjoyed. It was some sort of self-help book and its title was even more weird. “Kicking trauma’s butt with style!”

She thought maybe she could see some things that could break the bond. She walked to the shelves and searched around for any books that involved werewolves. She picked up a book from the shelf. The book had a picture of a black wolf in front of the title. "Werewolves rule." She remembered that she had seen the book before. The book was for anyone who had just transformed for the first time. It was for the new wolves to know and follow certain rules. "Maybe it might have something to do with how to break it." She said , flipping the book. It was a book with a lot of tiny writing. She flipped it for some time, until she got bored. She was about to drop it when something caught her attention.

Limping from side to side like a lost, fearsome child of parents that got detached in the crowd from them, I proceeded with no destination. Where are you, Shaur? I never knew that I was crying until I felt something warm, wet, and heavy on my cheeks when the cool breeze picked up. Blinking to clear up my sight, I decided to go outside. Yes! He said he'd wait. Hadn't he? He'd be outside! “Where are you, Shaur?!”

I really should ask mommy for longer skirt, even with the high knee socks keeping me warm, I still was at risk of diaper flashing. "Here let me help you" a guy says next to me, he was taller than me but not by much, definitely not as tall as daddy. He got me the book and handed over to me, his eyes did a quick travel on my clothes, hair style before smiling at me. "Here you go little one" he said making me blush, I think he just saw my diaper! How embarrassing can this day be.

She opened her mouth to scream, but before a sound could escape, the bird clamped onto the back of her clothes and hurled her straight outside. For the past several days, Sharon had been busy digging tunnels underground, so she had no idea how terrifying the acid rain truly was. The next second, her shrill scream echoed through the entire estate. Sean looked at me guiltily, trying to explain himself. But I already knew exactly what kind of person he was. I simply clapped my hands once. The zombie bird immediately understood and tossed Sean outside as well. At first, Sean looked confused, almost thinking he was simply being let go.

I needed to get out of here, but my body refused to listen to me. I heard the bushes move, and I started to shiver. I could see the person’s shadow moving slowly towards me. I stood rooted in place and cursed myself in my mind. Why couldn’t I move? Damn it I needed to run. “Don’t be afraid, little one.” A soft voice echoed from his lips as he made his way into view. “I promise I’m not going to hurt you, little human.” The air I was holding in my lungs finally escaped, only to be replaced with uneven and ragged breaths.

Shape Of My Heart - Backstreet Boys Song Twenty-Four. Watch Me Shine - Joanna Pacitti Thank you so much for reading my second book in what I am planning to be a three-book series. Book one: Chase and Savannah's story - A Little Cinderella Moment. Book two: Jen and Greg's story - Lady Of The Dirt Track. Book three: Title TBA - Selena and Lucas' story. I do have another book in the very early stages, and it is something I have never done before, but I am willing to give it a shot for all you readers, so keep an eye out for Bound By Fate & Fang coming soon.