Branch Books 2 Novels & Stories

Neither the memories nor her grief listened. Highbranch appeared gradually after the forest thinned enough to reveal it properly, built into the land instead of replacing it. Structures rose where the ground dipped naturally, connected by worn paths and wooden walkways that curved around roots and uneven slopes. It was larger than she expected. Busy too. People moved constantly through the streets and walkways, steady enough that no one paid much attention to another tired body passing through. Snatches of conversation drifted toward her as she moved deeper into the settlement. "...heard it's the bastard from Embermoon..."

The second book, beginning. The evidence already in the room.

I was fighting. Really fighting. And little by little— I saw it. His movements tightening. His breathing shifting. His guard working harder. The power inside me surged again. My gaze flicked briefly to the side— To the broken tree branch lying on the ground nearby. Something sharp. Something dangerous. Something useful. My eyes darkened. Donald rushed forward again— And I moved. Not back. Forward. Straight toward him. BOOM! Our bodies slammed together— And my hand shot down— Grabbing the broken branch from the ground.

Chapter 94 Embrace As the soft light of the waystick gradually brightened, Bryan's consciousness returned, and memories of the previous day flooded his mind like vivid splashes of color. The chaos, the danger, and the moments of fear all played before him like an intricate dance of emotions. He vividly remembered being faced with the prospect of nearly losing Madissa, the thought of being without her causing an ache deep within his chest. The same feeling of desperation surged within him when he thought about Joe, his beloved bondmate, and Nerissa, their other mate. As his heart swelled with relief, Bryan couldn't help but wonder when he had started thinking of them as their mates, embracing

His voice fills my mind as he opens our mindlink. ‘I love you both.’ THE END This concludes book 1 of The Stone Sister Series! I know there are still many questions: What about Bram? What about The Underground? What about Sage? Be on the lookout for Book 2: Emmy’s Story, which will be titled Rejecting Fate! If you enjoyed this story and my writing, please follow my I G for updates and more! Thank you all so much! <3 JNS

So after opening the door, he fetched a book that read, 'the world tree. He got the book and came out and then followed all the instructions and after doing everything that was said in the book, he made a small cut on his hand and dropped it in the middle. And as soon as he did that he moved back and suddenly a disturbance occurred strong wind started to blow. And suddenly the floor parted, a door opened and stairs appeared on the ground. Bryan's eyes widened as he smiled before he went inside the hidden space.

Should have made me pull away. Instead, my wolf purred. Outside, a branch snapped. We both froze. Someone was still here. Someone was watching.

as if nothing in the whole world had changed. Everything had changed. The quiet brother was already moving. Toward the trees, not away from them... straight at the black space the arrow had come out of... and that one choice told me everything I needed to know about what kind of man he was. Bram went the other way, wide and low, weapon out, cutting off a second angle without a single word passing between them. Zane reached Reed first.

Chapter 61 HOUSTON TEXAS “Do you mean the new branch too?” Bryan asked, furiously searching through his laptop. “Yes, the very latest one” Charles answered him, his eye brow raised, something like worry mingled with frustration playing on his forehead. Bryan kept on his laptop, his fingers furiously bounced on his keyboard, tossing to and fro on the keyboard and the mouse. “What the heck…” he pointed at his laptop, showing Charles one of the reports he got.

In front of him, a branch stained with my blood. Without thinking, he brought the branch to his mouth. The gesture was almost reverent. Strange. When his tongue touched the blood, his eyes shut instantly, not in disgust, but like he was tasting something sacred. A tremor ran through his bare body, from shoulders to spine, as if a current surged through him.