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TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

“No doubt.” “What about those two small FedEx boxes?” “Most recent novels from Samhain Horror.” “Awesome. Those books I bought at the Webb County Library sale last week?” “Sorted into general and mystery fiction. Struck the mother lode with all those Mary Higgins Clark novels.” “We cater to all tastes, miss. Unless you like Twilight, 50 Shades of Gray or James Patterson. Folks want drivel, they can drive to Utica.” “Hey. I actually liked Twilight. It wasn’t all bad.”

Black blood. Human blood. Shadow burns carved into walls. Something had torn through the district like an animal. Twice they found Hollowed bodies ripped apart. Not killed. Destroyed. One was embedded halfway into a bakery wall. Lucien crouched beside it. “That wasn’t steel.” Lyra already knew. Shadow. Cassian. Or the thing wearing him. They kept moving. The Bone Crown tugged harder the farther south they went. Like a compass made of grief. By midmorning they reached the old river quarter.

here I was drowning myself in self-pity. What was worse was the fact that my fiance had severely injured my mother over something that could have been handled by the authorities which now was something I could no longer use due to my fiance being the center of the damage control that was to take place if the police were to be involved. From floating on air to crashing face first into the sidewalk of misfortune I found myself lost/confused and hurt beyond measure from all of those I once held close to my heart. I felt alone and confused about what I should do next with José, would I forgive him for what he has done? Could I ever forgive her or him...was I capable of being sympathetic to eith

My one choice would decide the fate of this island. I felt a strange feeling holding me and could hear the screams. It was a calling. Someone was begging me for help. Tugging at my hair, I peeked inside the book. In Pages, a lady seemed to be working on a design with her child wrapped against her back. The little one with shiny eyes was dreaming while holding her mom tightly. I could feel the warmth of her smile. Nerves get on me when I put my hand on the page. The light penetrated my body. Within moments, I felt a drastic change in my surroundings.

After taking her packages back to her car, she decided to visit the nearby library until it was closer to dinner time. The serene ambiance, mixed with the energy of the authors who put their imagination and thoughts into a format that the world could enjoy had a calming, yet invigorating effect on her. She thought she’d pick up a light romance to pass the time away with, but found herself diving into a book about haunted houses instead.

Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

A mirror stood on the opposite wall. Casually he walked toward the mini bookshelf and stared at the books, his thumb under his chin and his index finger curved and resting on his lips. He gave his keen attention to the books. His brows furrowed when he found all of them to be of the romance genre. "You like reading?" He asked rather casually pulling out one of the books and examining its cover and reading the content on the backside. Hooriya blinked at him, stupefied. What was even happening?

It reminds me of being at the beach with the salty air on my skin. The ground is covered in thick, green grass, and there are all kinds of beautiful flowers and trees all around. And there are a lot of birds, singing, flying, and sitting on branches. I've never seen birds like this before. They're like a hybrid between crows and peacocks. Or maybe like parrots with feathers instead of scales. I wonder if they're dangerous. As we walk, the grass gets higher and higher, until it's taller than me and Alec. It shimmers in the sunlight, as if it's made of plastic.