Novel & Cerita Book Twelve

Rows of towering bookshelves stretched into the gloom, filled with books bound in leather that looked suspiciously like skin. "Where do we start?" I whispered, overwhelmed. "Section X," Killian said, walking straight to the back. " The Anomalies." We spent hours pulling books. The Red Moon of 1402. The Feral Plague. The Betrayal of the South. Dust coated my fingers. My back ached. But I kept reading. "Here," Killian said suddenly. His voice was tight. I rushed over to the table where he was standing. He had a massive, crumbling book open.

A pull like a magnet, weak but just about perceptible. Caitlin opened her eyes and followed the pull as it led her to a shelf of dusty books. Her eyes skimmed across the spines, unable to read any of the languages. But then she saw one book in English and knew, deep inside of her, that she had found what she had been sent here for. She pulled the book down and a cloud of dust flew into the air. The book had clearly not been touched for centuries. She had to be careful with it in case the pages shattered on contact with her skin.

The End of Book Two Coming soon, Mary's brother, Dave and Lea's Story

Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA (Ten Years after STHOMA) Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon Braving The Darkness: One Night With The Demon King Beyond The Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Witch (Coming OCT 2023) THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE SERIES (Ten Years after Beneath Her Darkness) She’s The Luna I Want The Beta And I Gamma Book (Austin&Lexi) coming soon Gold Book (Nadine & Xander) not yet written Orange Book (Zach Adams) not yet written Green Book (Kairo Evans) not yet written Blue Book (Cyrus Williamson) not yet written

I wanted you to bear with me, as this book will not be ending very soon! As for the people who are questioning if this will have a book 2. Yes! It has a book 2 and I am still sceptical if I will merge it here, because it is a LGBT themed story for Caleb Rothschild and Alberto Martinez. I hope you will still support this novel up to the end and I have an announcement for my upcoming series here on GoodNovel. I will make it soon as possible for you guys! It is a Zillionaire Series with roughly 3-5 books in total.

The room had obvious, stifling tension. Catalina attempted to concentrate on Luca and gave him a little, real grin. In this dark, perilous universe she had been dragged into, he was the sole lighthouse. Her heart contracted as he noticed her smile and grinned back—a flash of warmth. She was reminded so much of the small brother she had always wanted but never had.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

I stayed with him and kept stroking his back. Breathing heavily, I closed the door behind me and leaned against the wall of the hallway. Thank goodness that was the last. If I had to climb these twelve floors again, my legs would probably have just fallen off. I had run up and down so many times to dispose of all the garbage bags that I couldn't count them anymore. Although, actually I knew the number exactly. Thirteen. Down thirteen times and then up again thirteen times. But the apartment was now free of any garbage. And the hours of airing finally seemed to bring something. Of course the smell of cigarettes, ashes and cold smoke was still in the air, and the smells of food from countless

I decided to make a more low-key entrance, materializing a few blocks away from the Witches' pub, TwentyOne, before taking a leisurely stroll to the destination. The Witches, as I'd learned the hard way, weren't exactly fond of unannounced arrivals. TwentyOne, nestled in the vibrant heart of New Orleans, was a pub with a rich history and a name that, ironically, had nothing to do with the vices of gambling. The Witches of TwentyOne were part of a Coven that mirrored the ones I oversaw, albeit with their own distinct brand of magic.

She rocks slowly back and forth whilst working on her crochet. "Two heirs there will be. One of light and one of dark. One to tear the world asunder and the other to bring the pieces back together. The seeker must seek but be aware that all is not as it seems." her voice cries out, the ring of truth echoing through it.