Book Twelve Novels & Stories

Matteo’s POV The whiskey burned down my throat. A trail of fire danced with the rage simmering within me. The glass in my hand was chilled to perfection, but nothing seemed able to curb the heat rising from within my chest. Smoke curled around me, a mist of frustration and fury. A half-smoked cigarette dangled between my fingers, the glow between my curled, stiff fingers the only warmth in the dimly lit sala.

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.

Auxel, who was closest to the chair, immediately opened the goodie bag, and took out two books that were quite thick. As he flipped through the book, he saw the title of a novel that had made his travel across America just to get it. "Crazy!" the man said involuntarily. Brandon immediately picked up the book, and his eyes opened wide. "Axel, where did you get this novel?" "It's no longer in production because Little White Rose is on hiatus. In fact, we read this novel in turn from the community we joined." Axel didn't answer immediately, he chose to enjoy the taste of caramel macchiato that always made him happy.

What if it's a drug? "Mason-ya." I called him since the skype is still on but no answer "Mason-ya, I need your help." I called him again I hesitate to opened this box but I have this big urge to opened it too. I opened it slowly and there's a message for me written on the envelope. 'Lee Amanda' I opened the envelope and suddenly there's a letter. Open the black box Open the red box I opened the black box first as the letter says it, It's USB. I looked at it weirdly but there's a little letter inside the box beside the USB. I opened it

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.

“Bree, what was that?” Brianna was occupied flipping through the first book, so she didn’t answer at first. He saw her shocked expression and got by her side to check the name of the book she was reading. ‘The peacemaker fallacy: waging war as a business strategy’ Nate frowned, trying to make sense out the title. “Bree, what is it?” “Love… it’s about the Council. All of them, look.” She got a few pieces of paper that didn’t belong to any book and showed him what she saw.

BLAKE “We’ve got our warriors stalking the perimeter of the Bois Sombre Pack. But their territory is too big to cover every part of it.” Beta Alfred walked into the bridal suite where I was now congregated with Luke, Jack, Kyle, Alex, Talia, and Tyce.

He couldn't afford to fail her. As Dakota ventured deeper into the labyrinth, he stumbled upon a chamber filled with ancient tomes and arcane artefacts. It was a place of dark knowledge, where the Twelve harnessed their powers and plotted their nefarious schemes. He knew that the answers he sought lay within these walls. With careful determination, Dakota searched the chamber, poring over the ancient texts and deciphering the cryptic symbols etched upon the artefacts. Each discovery brought him closer to understanding the rituals and powers wielded by the Twelve. It was a dangerous game, as the risk of discovery loomed overhead, but Dakota pressed on, driven by his love for Claire.