Book One Drop Novels & Stories

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

I leaned forward slightly, resting my elbows on the table, fingers locked together. “Pour it,” I said to the waiter, my voice silk over steel. The waiter’s eyes widened his Adam’s apple bobbing. He hesitated, and in that pause, he sealed his fate. I felt the weight of Victor’s gaze on me, weighing and measuring, desperate to know if I’d figured it out. The wine splashed into the crystal glass—red and full-bodied, a liquid promise of betrayal. I held the glass aloft and swirled it slowly. The scent was sharp, just a little off.

"We give him what he wants. All three hybrids. In the same place. At the same time." "That's suicide." "No. That's bait." Her gold eyes burn. "We let him try to drain us. And when he does, we drain him back." --- **[End of Chapter 119]**

he held a bucket of popcorn and a sugary drink in the other hand Alex side eyed the glowing popcorn and the drink before looking back at Caius. His face was impassive but his eyes practically shone with his judgement. Alex hummed beside him eyes looking at the giant aquarium in front of him, some small fish and harmless sea creatures floated around Alex felt a twitch in his eyes and looked around a bad premonition suddenly fell upon him “Do you think anyone will notice?” he suddenly asked Caius yawned stretching his body he didn’t need to ask for clarification

Office Gray says, bowing slightly alongside his partner before they both walk back to their car. I stare once again at the once upon a time vibrant environment that is now clouded with smoke and darkness. A tired sigh escapes my lips when I realise that this may actually just be the beginning. I know it's weird but I just have this feeling that the worst is yet to come and the truth is, the thought of it alone scared me like nothing else.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

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.

Shrugging it on, I walk out into the morning drizzle. My boots stick and slosh in the mud with every step as I march down the shadowy street. When I reach Phoenix Fire, the door swooshes open before I can even touch it. Looking up, I'm met with Neron's warm green eyes as he waves me inside. Without saying a word, I step into the shop, being sure to wipe the mud from my boots with a rag that Neron hands to me. "You're here early is the princess not comin to meet you today?" he inquires, looking over from cleaning a copper chest piece.

Crystal’s hands were shaking, she dropped the book down, and the book landed with a thud on the carpet. Her eyes were nearly wide, her pupils dilated in shock. It was as if time stopped, and everything suddenly went blank. Not a single sound could be heard, she was literally blank.

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate