Book One Drop Novels & Stories

I’m looking for a first edition of The Alpha’s Roar. My heart palpitated, and my stomach twisted into a million knots, ‘Um…’ Suddenly, all I could think about was his father, Alpha Draven, using his controlling power against that man, Cato. The image of him forcing him on his knees, without even touching him, without anyone touching him. I gripped my fist as I felt a tremor of fear quake within me. Nausea struck me intensely, and I struggled to get my words out, ’N-No… we don’t have that, not a first edition at least,’ I placed the clipboard down on the table beside me and stepped closer to the box as Everett rummaged through it, peeking inside to see what he was looking at.

I popped out the pills and placed them in Derrick’s hand. “I bought this month’s medication. Go ahead and take it.” His throat bobbed. He avoided my eyes and said, “Just leave it there. I will take it later. Go wash up first, you are covered in dust. It is disgusting.” I nodded and walked toward the bathroom. However, instead of washing up right away, I left the door slightly open. Through the crack, I watched Derrick wrap the pills in a tissue and toss them into the trash can. Listening to the sound of running water from the sink, I quietly closed the door. I stared at my pale reflection in the mirror and stood there in silence.

Damn. “Yes. I see that. Drink.” She commanded. Her words were so close. I could feel her breath fan my face and soon after her cool skin against my lips followed by a warm liquid. She pressed harder when my lips did not move. “Drink,” she repeated. This time I parted my lips slightly, just enough to allow the smallest amount of the liquid in. Blood. Her sweet, intoxicating blood that quenched my thirst like nothing else before, replenishing some of my energy almost instantly like the drug it was. My eyes shot open and I grabbed the arm that pressed against me pulling her into my lap at the same time taking more of her blood as if I was dehydrated. I needed it and she didn’t fight me.

I pulled my hand away terrified she would see the fire brewing in me because of his touch. “Yes, High Priestess, it is a true pleasure to see Reese here.” Rogan did an overly dramatic bow as if it compliment her and she soaked it in looking around to be sure that everyone else saw. Sophia and Caroline started handing out drinks of sparkling white wine to everyone including me which was hardly ever something I was allowed but I took it and perhaps because my nerves were shot gulped it down.

She wiped more blood on the cover, and just as she predicted, it broke free of whatever invisible chains that had been holding it closed, and opened for her. “Oh my gosh, it opened!” Juliet practically screamed as she reentered the room. Syanna wiped her eyes with the back of her shaky palms as she stared at the book. She had spent days—hours trying to open this damn book. And all it took was a drop of her blood. Why didn’t they think of that before! It was above her. Yet, just as she was about to reach for a page, her eyes started to flutter, her limbs went weak, and the entire world started spinning.

“They would love to meet you. I know they will.” “Tomorrow,” I promised. “I’ll come tomorrow.” After the call ended, I retrieved the books once more… My fingers hesitated over Lunareeth. When I opened it again, the old and sharp page edge caught my skin. A sharp sting… Before I could react, a single drop of blood fell onto the blank parchment. “Oh no!” I immediately reached for it instinctively— but froze. The blood— it didn’t smear. It sank! And then— words began to form before my eyes.

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

I poured some quantity of milk inside and I dropped two ice cube inside. I missed it together then I gulped it down my throat at once. I felt reformed. I dropped the glass cup and I walked briskly to the bookshelf. I slot out a book to cross check my reading scheme. I passed my eyes through the surface of the book contemplating on which one to absorb first . "Oh! I think I have an idea." I said and dropped the book on the shelf.

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va