Books Like Anita Blake Novels & Stories

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

I laughed knowing that aunty Roro had a habit of forcing him to watch one of her animated movies. She smiles sheepishly walking ahead of me. "Well it's not a show per say, I'm making him watch the amazing world of gumball." She laughed entering the living room. I cringe. Poor uncle Luke never knew how to tell his wife no. At the age aunty Rose was,she sure didn't give up watching anime. She even tried to make me watch it but I prefer books. Erotica books that Blake has taken a liking to try out the different positions and scenes it has. Thinking about it has a blush crawl up my neck. He really meant it when he told me he'd need the books for future purposes.

I said going past him. The look on Anita's face when she saw me said it all. She was not happy to see her, but the feeling was mutual wasn't it? If I could get my hands on a gun I'd have shot her on the leg though, unlike my brother I wasn't capable of murder. "Anita Baker, you little sneaky bitch, you've tied Blake around your little finger such that he does what you say" "No idea what you're talking about" "You too have been kissing and cuddling behind my back"

Maybe his own thinking was just too conservative. With this in mind, James searched online for answers to many related questions. He came across a term repeatedly mentioned online: "BL literature." He decided to explore it and instantly discovered a whole new world. He thought to himself, if it's called "literature," it must have some depth to it, right? Maybe if he learned more about it, he could come to accept it more easily. However... The covers of these books seemed a bit too frivolous, reminiscent of the comics Diana had shared before, which struck him as oddly similar.

“Well, at least tell me if I have one part right.” “You have always been so stubborn,” Raquel smirks. Putting his pointer finger into the air, he offers me hope. “Fine. I will give you only one fact.” “Yay!” I clap eagerly. Raquel covers his mouth. Almost as if he is attempting to hide a smile. “I said one, Katrina. Now, go on before I change my mind.” My mind filled with unique books I read, remembering that I read about different creatures from vampires to werewolves and demons to Fae. Then one, in particular, hits me. I can see it as clear as day.

I wonder how many women he must have kissed for that to be the case. I force my expression to settle into one of indifference. I will not let this serpent know that his news has rattled me. “I knew he would be riding out to find his king soon. I just hadn’t realized he had gone yet. If you’re trying to create trouble, you will find none here.” The corner of Blake’s lip quirks. “Pity, I do enjoy trouble.” “Why are you here?” “I’m looking for something.” He slides a blue leather-bound book from the shelf. “Ah, here it is.”

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

She opens it by trailing a zig zag pattern and chanting something my mind cannot even grasp. My stomach muscles churn as anxiety and eagerness are flooding me the moment we step inside. I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding after I scan the surroundings of a pretty much regular room, a table with four chairs in the middle, and a bookshelf holding some old, dusty, worn out books that seem to disintegrate any minute now. “A library within another library.” Blake voices looking around, his eyes conflicted. Kendra motions us to have a seat, and then she takes out a large book from the shelves, we flinch as the book hits the table with a thud.

I swallow the lump in my throat and descend. The air down here is cooler, thicker with the smell of leather and dust and secrets. Torches have guttered out, but faint violet light clings to the edges of things—my new sight, maybe, or the contract’s gift. The shadows dance ahead of me, playful almost, skipping along the shelves until they reach a particular bookcase. One tendril stretches, points. A heavy black tome launches itself from the highest shelf and thumps into my waiting hands. I stagger under the weight. The book is bound in leather so dark it drinks the light; no gold leaf, no embossed sigils, just smooth, inky blackness. The title is etched in silver that seems to shift when I ti

‘How would I know a cute rabbit could be that fierce’ ivory responded angrily. Anita threw two books at ivory which she caught. ‘Why are you giving me these’ ivory asks. ‘Since you don’t want my help you should at least know how help yourself…one book contains details about animals in this world while the other is a technique book’. Ivory looks at the technique book ‘ice dome…I could learn this at the library’. ‘How many times do I have to tell you, my stuffs aren’t ordinary…that ice dome has the ability to protect the user and whoever is inside an…’