Romans & histoires Books Where Hero Grovels For Second Chance

Bonus Chapter Second Chance James's Revenge James POV "What are you doing?" - I ask, shaking my head. "I like to watch them; they are pretty", - Arya says with her eyes glued on the boys splashing in the water. "I know, sweetheart, but you can't play with them", - I tell her, pulling her by the hand and waking away to our new home that is inside a cave. I know it is degrading to go from future Alpha to Beta and now hide in a cave. But, I am doing everything I have to so I can survive.

A chamber was a rare thing; no one had one without a good reason. “Get out,” he asked as soon as we entered. The waiter, whose name I identified as Jerry, left immediately without question. I didn't leave. “Please, Naomi,” he asked, before screaming as a bone broke and bent his body. The excruciating pain of an unwanted change. “Wait for me, but outside,” he asked me. I felt I was being too intrusive, but I wanted to see. For some reason, I really wanted to see it. Blaming myself, I walked away. I closed the door, locking us inside. I wasn't going to leave. Lancelot, who no longer showed happy expressions, now showed pain and frustration. I was strong, I could watch a change happen. He sighe

Many animals cause fear. Some people have always been afraid of snakes, toads, owls and owls and also of bats. Today, however, many prejudices and misconceptions have disappeared because the appearance of the proles has given a lot of new meaning. Proles - The Change in Nature is a reference work in which the knowledge of our time is arranged in 13 chapters, clearly and clearly dealt with. It has been written by specialists in cooperation with trained venators to support the developing venators and contains all the necessary information that is required in the course of the training. It is intended for everyday use and is particularly suitable for quick reference.

Then I peek into the hallway, my eyes adjusting to the light. The distant crackling of flames grows louder, and I take it as our chance to move. I gesture to my Maddox to follow me, and together we creep down the narrow hallway, our bare feet making no sound on the worn carpet. We then reach the top of a creaky staircase, I motion for my Maddox to stay close. As we descend, each step seems to echo like thunder in the silence of the night. The study door stands slightly ajar, a pale strip of light spilling onto the hallway floor. I push the door open slowly, my heart in my throat. The study is decorated with old leather-bound books and dusty antique furniture. On the desk, an ancient globe ca

I hope you will keep reading, as the next book will follow Isiah and his forbidden mate. Also remember I have another book on here - His Magic Luna. I hope you all enjoyed the journey as much as I did writing it. Thank you again! You are the reason I write, and keep writing! Xoxo Natacha_H

You’ll meet him in the “Passions of a Young Oracle Shifter.” Not Yet Finished April and Gerald Will have their time in “” a stand-alone book in the “Big City Wolves.” Penny and Glen They need to do a little growing up before they meet. But their story has already started. A Fianna in the broken remains of the Dream Realm? Nothing is sacred anymore. Penny and Glen learn about each other, the damage and dangers of the Dream Realm, and the Moon Goddess’ plight. Can they find the answers to what is happening? Will the Fianna heal as a family and clan?

"Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much" "What? like a reaper? Harvest souls and all that shit....... Emmmm No thank you just send me on my way thank you." Michael shot back. "NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want."

I was thinking like a human when I had the power of a witch. I closed my eyes, centering myself. The spell came easily now, words flowing from memory. "What is hidden shall be found, what is lost shall be mine. Guide me to what I seek, find me the Maychild family book." A thin silver thread appeared, glowing softly in the darkness. It snaked across the floor toward the fireplace, then down, disappearing into the hardwood. A false floor. Of course. I knelt, running my fingers along the edges until I found the catch. The panel lifted, revealing a hollow space beneath. And there it was—bound in worn leather, pages yellowing with age. My family's grimoire.

I say, the words spilling out of my mouth, as I drop to my knees, bowing my head to the ground on my hands, shaped in the circle I was taught to form in worship of the moon goddess. “Stand up, child. I have decided to grant your request.” She says, her magic pulling me to my feet. I sway from the power of it, yet never look away, entranced by her beauty. “What?” I whisper, confused as to what she must mean.” “You shall have a second chance.” She says. All of a sudden, she disappears in fog and then I’m falling into darkness again, the beautiful world gone in a flash. ***

It was something I could feel in my brain. The final section opened up ahead of us all at once. It was vast and ancient. The bare stone walls we'd been walking past for over an hour gave way to something else entirely, dark lines running through the surface of the rock like something alive was buried underneath. It made every hair on my arms stand straight up. Gwyneth stood at the center of it all, looking so calm and composed, like she was hosting a dinner party instead of standing in the middle of a tunnel that hadn’t seen this much human activity in decades.