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"You loved reading too?" "Still do." He moved beside me, shoulders relaxed for the first time since we'd entered the house. "Books were my escape. When things got tough here, I could just disappear into another world for a while." I pulled out a book at random and laughed. "No way - 'Howl at Midnight'? I loved this series!" "You read paranormal novels?" His eyes lit up with genuine surprise and excitement. "Are you kidding?" I gestured at his shelves. "These are all my favorites! 'Moon's Curse', 'The Pack', 'Blood of the Wolf'..." I trailed off, realizing something. "Wow, we really do have the same taste. All paranormal."

She ran straight into Ethan's arms, trembling like a fragile, helpless bird. "Impressive, Mr. West. Truly, you're a once-in-a-lifetime perfect husband," Amber mocked, her every word like a slap across Ethan's face. However, his body instinctively shielded the woman in his arms. I looked into his eyes, my body pressed against the railing. I calmly said, "Ethan West, you want me dead." His brows furrowed even deeper. He denied it, saying he did not want to play childish games with me anymore.

The urge to go and walk around the castle more is strong, but I try to listen to my inner voice and I know for a fact that it is in my best interest to wait for Blade or one of the other Ambrose brothers to bring me out. I groan as I plop on my bed. I’m so bored and uneasy. I’m in a desperate need for something, anything to distract me. Pushing myself off the bed I decide to snoop around the room to try to find a book or something to keep me occupied. Finally a found a book titled, ‘the forbidden romance’. I roll my eyes as I see the cover show off a half naked man and woman and know that this is probably going to be smut more than anything else, but who cares. It’s something to read at leas

Before she knew what she was doing, her fangs had already penetrated the deer’s neck, sucking its blood. Sweet, warm blood. It tasted way better than the stale blood she had stocked up in her fridge. She drank every single drop of its blood before letting go and leaping to her feet. "Fresh from the source." Damon remarked, an amused smile playing on his lips. "Did you enjoy it?" Wiping the blood on her lips with the back of her hand, she replied. "It tastes good. But not as good as the one I had yesterday." "Human blood is the best. But—" he scratched his temple. "We just have to manage animal blood. We can’t be killers just because we want to feed. We were once humans, so we have to act—“ H

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

“Well, it doesn’t have to be people, it can just be a chicken. You have some farms here, they kill chicken once in a while for meat, so maybe they do it in a certain place and let the blood flow on the ground, a few words are said and that’s it. Blood is a strong currency in the supernatural world. So that makes the entity happy, and you still get to eat the chicken. They might inform you not to cut a certain tree and get angry if you do, but they can also help out in other ways.” “So it’s like adding non-werewolf members to this pack that has different needs and can only talk with vitteraï—,” “Nearly only,” I corrected him. He nodded. “So some partnership with new creatures and forces that

Her heartbeat, quick and strong. Her blood, potent and forbidden, singing across the wind. It was more than hunger. It was destiny. I closed my eyes, my fangs pricking as I imagined her taste. Warmth flooding my mouth, power coursing through my veins like wildfire. A tribrid’s blood could make me unstoppable. But there was more. Beneath the hunger, something sharp and unfamiliar twisted in me. Jealousy. The image of her wrapped in Damien’s arms, his mark burning

"Take him away. As for the Bloodmoon pack, I want them wiped out completely." Wade's screams and howls grew fainter and fainter, his voice shattered and full of despair. Over the next month, the Shadowfang pack launched a deadly counterattack against the Bloodmoon pack. The Bloodmoon pack's core resources and territory were carved up completely by its surrounding packs and the Shadowfang pack. The remaining members were either purged or forced to flee, scattering to the borders of different packs, hiding wherever they could. The once glorious Bloodmoon pack became a thing of the past.

By the way, the vampire baseball scene in the first film may not rival the Quidditch matches in Harry Potter, but it's still fun. 5-13.The Sookie Stackhouse Novels BY CHARLAINE HARRIS There are nine of these so far, starting with Dead Until Dark and ending with Dead and Gone, and more are coming. They take place in northern Louisiana; much of the action plays out in two bars, Merlotte's and Fangtasia. The books are the basis for the HBO series True Blood. In this alternate world of today, the Japanese have developed a synthetic form of blood, and vampires can "come out of the coffin" and live among humans. Sookie Stackhouse is a mind-reading waitress who falls in love with Bill Compton, a va

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***