Novel & Cerita Chained Books

After I have heard Kruz and Clara talking, I was paranoid of my own shadow. I looClked through the shelves and found a steel box with a lock on it. The key in my hand heloed me expose the books to my sight. These were some powerful spell books and also a very detailed exolanation of the causes, symptoms and results of those spells and curses. I looked for the particular one, the one she gave me when I was going to perfrom the ritual for the first time.

In the center of a cavernous chamber stood a solitary pedestal, and upon it sat a leather-bound book, its spine cracked and held shut by a network of silver thorns reminiscent of twisted vines. As Autumn stepped closer, curiosity and trepidation battling within her, the pendant lifted from her chest, glowing with an intensity that illuminated the chamber. Instantly, the silver thorns curled backward, withering like dried leaves struck by flame, and the book creaked open. Autumn held back, wary of touching its pages; instead, they began to turn of their own accord, gaining momentum in a magnetic display. The pages revealed a kaleidoscope of sketches, esoteric runes, fragmented notes in faded

Alpha Cain glared at me, a silent warning for me to speed up, but I kept my pace slow and steady, still hoping that at the very least, one of the other packs would say something to delay or pause the ceremony. Yet, even they had turned their backs on me. My chains rattled louder as I reached the three steps leading up to the platform and found that while I managed to stumble and limp my way down the aisle, the stairs would not be possible in my broken and weakened state. I was lucky to be able to walk, let alone remain conscious. The only thing driving me forward was how stubborn I was not to let them see just how weak I was. “Get up,” Alpha Cain growled, grabbing the chain around my wrists

He felt it of course, curling his fingers until my thighs quivered. “Beg,” He demanded. “Please,” I gasped, voice cracking. “Please daddy, let me finish.” He chuckled, satisfied. He pulled his hand free again, smearing my wetness across my inner thigh. “Not tonight princess. Tonight you’ll understand just who owns you.” The chain around my neck loosened suddenly and the collar slipped into his palm. He pocketed the item, straightening his suit like nothing had happened while I was left trembling against the SUV.

I opened it and found myself entering a smaller version of the library downstairs. There was no swirling staircase going up, up, up, rather walls full of books, some of which were only accessible via the sliding ladder off to the side. With my stomach full and heart heavy, I waltzed over to one of the shelves and scanned them, intending to pick a book at random. One in particular drew my eye. The cover was made of dark leather, embossed with a swirling gold font that was a bit hard to read. Tendrils of flame, interwoven with threads of shadow, danced up the spine and around the back.

Now, we had to face the Guilt. "The Chain is about the cellar, isn't it?" I whispered. "It’s about every link you’ve ever worn, Emma," Nathaniel said, his eyes full of a weary compassion. "And it’s coming to pull you back into the dark." I stood up, my amber eyes fixed on the Alabaster Spire. Nine chapters left. The Crown was broken. Now, it was time to break the iron. "Let the chain come," I said, my voice a steady, sovereign resonance. "I’ve got the bolt-cutters."

-0-0-0- Four weeks she worked as a reporter in New York, Diane also learned a lot of new things and met new people here, but she also could not lie that every time she saw a man wearing dark leather jacket and boots her heart beating fast, her world felt stopped, she didn’t contact him as her heart promised, she was doubtful ... but day after day she felt that not contacting him was a mistake even worse, her mind couldn’t stop thinking about it but the day was changing, Diane didn’t want too when she contacted him now he was with another woman, who knows because he truly an attractive man, how could a woman not want him, ‘yes…you are Diane’ she's always thinking about calling him now, but it

This is the first book in a five-part series. These books will need to be read in order for you to understand them. The characters are very dynamic and there will be at least two different plots within eah book which will be very intertwined. There will be hints towards the end that will lead into what will be happening in the next book. The only book that does not hold to this is book two since it is specifically about how the triplets came to be.

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I stood up, answering, “A lot of people will be there. I think no one can notice me slipping out of the crowd.” “Still. You need to be there. You know the rites, the title will be passed to you this evening.” Kierro added, ambling towards the door. “There’s something I need to do first. There’s a mole in the group.” I said seriously. It’s been a while since it came to my attention that there’s someone who made this year a rough road. I knew about it when I stumbled upon a document that was ripped and nearly shredded. Because of my curiosity, I’ve decided to rearrange the strips. It’s my father’s code. The code that he showed me two days ago. It contained the coordinates of Marcio’s wealth an