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THE END? Not if you dive into Mercedes’ other books: Nameless: The Darkness Comes—Luna Masterson sees demons. She has been dealing with the demonic all her life, so when her brother gets tangled up with a demon named Sparkles, ‘Luna the Lunatic’ rolls in on her motorcycle to save the day. Armed with the ability to harm demons, her scathing sarcasm, and a hefty chip on her shoulder, Luna gathers the most unusual of allies, teaming up with a green-eyed heroin addict and a snarky demon ‘of some import.’ After all, outcasts of a feather should stick together . . . even until the end.

That thought was quickly tossed aside because if that was the case, the noises I made by kicking in a window aloud with my own cries and outburst from dressing my wounds would undoubtedly have been heard. Curled up between the two chairs with my face barely sticking out of my sleeping bag, my eyelids feel weighted with exhaustion and the comfort of finally being warm. The small LED lantern is in the dimmest mode, sitting on the table beside me casting a soft warm light. I usually sleep best in pitch black darkness, but am not brave or crazy enough to sleep without a light turned on while I'm inside this abandoned building at night. The last thing I remember doing before passing out for the n

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

It made me curious, but now was not the time to question it. We held the memorial just before dawn so she would be able to be present and soon after, I escorted her back to her room. I didn’t see her for the rest of the day, but I wasn’t surprised. She was probably tired after the extremely eventful last 48 hours, and I assumed she slept during the day anyways, unsure of how much indirect sunlight affected her since she was a hybrid and not a full vampire. That sounded fucking weird. But most vampires could last only mere seconds in the direct sun before their bodies were engulfed by flames. Human/vampire hybrids could sustain the sun, although they were weakened by it, and it affected them.

I step off the Suburban, board under my arm, crown pieces humming in my veins. Celeste (smiling): “Born ready.” We board. The plane lifts off to the sound of RASE still blaring from Remy’s phone. Shambhala is waiting. Let them kneel. We’re coming to collect. STEAM & SHADOW Book 4: The Mountains That Kneel Chapter 2 – Rude Awakening Monday, June 5, 2028 – Somewhere over the Himalayas The jet Rowan “borrowed” from Shambhala’s fleet is too quiet.

If they do, they don’t leave their homes. That night, after we shower and find clean clothes to settle into bed, I dream. Not of memories. Not of home. Of the space between. It’s changed. Darker now. The stars flicker. The golden light is dim and something waits. It watches me with ember eyes. I speak. "Who are you?" No answer. Only pressure. Presence. My soul flutters like a dying flame. Then it speaks. “You are mine now.” I wake, choking on air, waking Valeria as well.

MIA Morning light crept in through the windows, pulling me from a sleep that had been surprisingly deep considering. I couldn’t remember the last time I slept this good. I was a little disoriented, the sleep slowly leaving my consciousness. I stretched, wondering why my body was warm. The sheets were softer than usual and the faint scent of pine surrounded me. I wasn’t on my dorm mattress. I wasn’t freezing. And I definitely wasn’t alone. I’d started to panic when the memory flooded back.

The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin. This should disgust me, he thought. But his hands were already opening the book. The first page bore a warning in faded ink: "Beware the bond that cannot be broken, for it will remake both hunter and hunted." Nathan's pulse hammered in his throat. He shouldn't be here. He should— A floorboard creaked upstairs. Nathan snapped the book shut and tucked it under his arm. Decision made. He'd steal it if he had to. Whatever this was, he needed to know.

I want to thank everyone who has read my story. It means the world to me, for you follow along with me to the end. If you think this story is ending, I’m here to say that it isn’t. Throughout the book, I have put in the author’s notes that the second companion book in this series is already out, which is “My Mate Outside Sun Moon Pack”. It is also finished and has been marked complete. The second book focuses on Theo, Wyatt’s cousin and the Dean of a university, and Tyler.

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #CHAPTER_2 ⏳⏳⏳⏳⏳⌛⌛⌛⌛⌛ ⏳⏳⏳⏳⏳⏳⏳⏳ ⌛⌛⌛⌛⌛⌛ ⌛⌛⌛⌛⌛ ⌛⌛⌛⌛ ⌛⌛⌛ ⌛⌛ ⌛. #OMINICIESNT_POV 👳 The sun sets on the city of Marida .. Heat descends on the people of Marida.. The Most of the people are sweaty and tired from the work they do, some are hungry while some are thirsty.. There wasn't much activity going on, There was little movement on the streets, Men, women and children remain quiet in their homes to take shelter and avoid the burning sun... Everyone opens the doors and windows of the houses to get some fresh breeze and air, those That are less fortunate don't have homes to go to... seek shelter in the shades of people's house or shops...While those who are very or much m