Book Twelve Novels & Stories

“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.

"Surprise to see us?" "Y-yes, I mean...just unexpected." "Well, that hot-tempered boyfriend of my sister just had to start a fight in the buffet, and just when I was about to take on two large steaks and three pieces of cake, the security threw us out because there is no violence is permitted." Athena scowled at Logan, who dropped his head to the floor. "So, when you told us that you would spend time here during Thanksgiving, and continue Seth's birthday will be finished here. It's been a long time seeing snow, but this will be Effie's first time."

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.

Cole's PoV Sunday 13th January 2019 ********************************** Tonight is going to be amazing. Me and Lacey have been invited to a big party as a late New Years celebration by one of our friends from school. They called it a New Years party but we all know that's just an excuse to get drunk and have sex and dance the night away. I'm not complaining though, I love sex and partying and getting drunk. Lacey is exactly the same but she is always more graceful with it all.

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On his black bookshelf sat a comic book collection that would make Kiaan jealous as well as books with symbols—some of which she recognised from Damien's jewellery. "So from what you said, it sounds like you guys were trying to summon an Alastor," he said as if the solution were obvious. "Exactly what I was thinking," Jess joked. Malus laughed. "These things usually last for a limited time." After going to his shelf and selecting a black covered book. When he opened it up, Jess saw it was full of handwritten script and drawings. He licked his thumb and flicked through the thick, off-white sheets. "Ah, did you notice if there was a full moon at the night of the spell?" he asked.

she nodded vigorously, handing the flask to me, "I don't know Amber," I grumbled, "Human blood is one thing but dragon blood? I don’t— I don’t know if I am ready for such a big leap," "What— you think this is the blood of a dragon?" She chuckled loudly, "No, you fool... It's a rare plant... A whole valley of them grow once every decade, people would kill to taste a single drop, guess my man here—- She looked over at the body, "— has been keeping it close to him as a treasure all this time,"

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At the base of a tree split down the center like a lightning strike, half-buried in dirt and moss, was a shard of metal. I knelt, brushing it clean. It wasn’t natural—it was carved. A crescent moon surrounded by jagged lines, the symbol of the moon goddess twisted into something darker. Corrupted. My fingers tingled as I touched it. Pain flared in my palm—a vision slamming into me like cold water: —Two wolves, black and silver, standing across from each other, snarling, blood dripping from their muzzles. —A circle of fire. —A girl with my face screaming as she held something glowing in her hands—something bright and dying.

“Brittany, do you like to read?” “I do. I have a massive collection. Why? Do you?” “I do, but I don’t have any books with me.” “You can borrow mine. What do you like?” “Oh, dark romance, really. As long as it isn’t too cheesy.”