Book 11 The Odyssey Novels & Stories

And damn them all to hell if they thought he was going to stay still. END OF BOOK ONE: CLAIMING HIS TREASURE

luckily, the towel was still able to cling to my body. My eyes drifted to the bag under the bed. The zipper was undone and what peeking through the bag was very similar book I put in it before coming here. My first guess was reed probably found about the boom but then he never bothers to touch my things, not even I leave the zipper off. He gives me space and he trust me to tell him things. Or maybe he knows himself, eventually he gets whatever from me. How to Summon the Gods. Was written in bold capital letters on the book. The book was old, qualifying for ancient artefact. I slowly and carefully skimmed through the pages. The book was really old. The pages were so delicate if I applied more

“Does it have a title?” “No,” Luka said. “But it has a ribbon bookmark.” Selene and Theoden entered just as Luka flipped to the marked page. Darius grinned. “If it starts with fire-haired one again, I’m walking out.” Luka read aloud: “The sky will bleed red when the seal begins to strain.” Everyone went quiet. Selene moved toward him. “What did you say?” Luka repeated the line, slower this time. Cassiel stepped into the room just as Luka finished. He stilled when he saw the book in Luka’s hands.

Vincenzo’s dark soulless eyes bore into mine, making my inside cuddle, but I had no intention of showing him how much of an effect he had on me. “You’re right, Little Ballerina…” he nodded, terrifying brutality lurk in his eyes as he strode towards me. His steps were slow, languid and prey-like. And as a human, my instinct kicked in to do the needful. RUN. But instead, I stood my ground, trying to steady my trembling legs which already had enough of my weight and wanted out when I needed it the most. “But when you see yourself surrounded in a puddle of blood, what should you do?” He stopped right in front of me, towering over me like a god.

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

They only gazed into each other's eyes. Mariana's eyes flickered to his lips. The strange man noticed it too. Mariana wanted him to take the initiative and close the distance between them. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to know if his lips were as soft as they looked. She wanted to know if his fingers could make fireworks explode in her heart when he trailed them down her skin. She wanted to explore his body and memorize every part of it. Suddenly, Calliope neighed menacingly and started to thrash around. This startled Mariana and she immediately released herself from the strange man's arms.

Hayden thought. END OF BOOK 1

“I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention Baba, I truly am. Please can you teach me about Morpheus?” I hoped my apology and pleading would work as it usually did without fail. My father clearly couldn’t pass up an opportunity to lecture me on his favourite topics so he set down his red pen and grabbed a thick, leather bound book from the bookshelf, placing it down on his desk with a resounding thud. The spine of the book crackled as he flipped through the pages, his fingers finally coming to rest on a page entitled “The Oneroi”.

Alaric pointed to an altar far off where an open book glowed a brilliant turquoise blue. It was situated right in the middle of a field of green grass. The field had vibrant colors of different flowers, ranging from Indian paintbrushes, wild irises, and carnations. Alaric and Odessa headed towards the book and stopped at the foot of the altar. Odessa stretched a hand on top of the book. "Here goes nothing." There was a burst of light, and Odessa's head reared back to the sky with so much force that Alaric feared she would break her neck. Her eyes were a radiant blue color, connecting her to the book and its contents.

I don’t run from my misfortunes no matter how painful they are and this happens to be the worst I have ever been through. I could feel my temper rising the more I watched my mate try to seduce me. I started taking deep breaths to calm myself because now was not the time to lash out. I left him standing there and rushed to the closet to grab a robe and then I was out with my mate trailing after me. I had just stepped out or the house when I bumped into Uncle Hephaestus. Without a word I threw myself into his arms. He didn’t say anything as he wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like that and I rolled my eyes when I heard my mate growling lowly under his breath.