Novel & Cerita Cherub Novel Series

“I came to see how you were holding up and I was right. I just wanted you to maybe have learned your lesson. The curse can be over Dan, if you just learn to stop being so selfish and such a dick. It can end.” “I don’t want it to end!” He screamed back. “I take every ounce of the blame for Cherl’s death. I let fucking Wilson live in her name because she loved him. This curse is all I have left and I’ll be damned I let you or Jason or anyone else ruin what I built!” Bianca crossed her arms again. “You are unbelievable Dan Sanders. I gave you this curse to punish you and somehow you have turned it around for your own good. It’s almost admirable. You are strong Dan, I will give you that.” He be

’ Jaci laughed. He’s right, and I don’t like it. I’ve only met some of Persephone’s family at weddings, so I have limited experience with them personally. But I have data from the Incubi war. Even before unlocking Darkness, Alec and his wolf Chesed were infamously feared throughout Europe for their ruthless tactics. Crista is her big sister and fiercely protective of her sisters. She even pummeled a man’s face till it was goo left to be scraped off the pavement.

Fuck! “My name is Kellina and I am the Crimson Priestess.”

I pick it up and begin thumbing through it. "Hey, babe, what do you think of this?" I show the front to Tiffany as she rounds the corner. "What is it?" "It's called Peanut's Wish." I flip through some of the pages. "It looks it's about a baby who can't wait to be born, or… I don't know. It sounds weird when I say that. It looks cute though."

*chortles* Will the twins have their own book? -No. They will stay kids in your imagination. Will Hrista & Andrew have their own book? -Yes. Their book is part of the contemporary romantasy series I’m building. Which means this book is a side story of that series. It wasn’t the plan at first, this was planned to be a stand alone book, but midway I fell in love with the characters of this book & decided to connect them to the universe of this beloved series. I have big dreams for this series & I want this book to be part of it. Meaning, some of the scenes may relate to that.

Authors Note: The Human is book number one. The New Age King is book number two. I highly suggest reading book one before reading the sequel, but if you don't want to you can manage the second without doing so. The one big thing in the first book was Goddess Selene's curse. She cursed all lycans to be born in wolf form. Their first shift wasn't until the age of ten. Thank you so much for reading. "Please, Selene, slow down. Where are we going," I ask as the Goddess in front of me practically sprints down the wide corridor?

“Sí, El Cuervo. We thought… you might appreciate the gesture.” That was when he looked at me properly. His eyes moved over me slowly—my bound and bruised wrists, pale skin, straight legs, and feet. There was no desire in his face. Only annoyance. Like I was some stray animal left on his doorstep. “I don’t take gifts, Cruz,” he said flatly. “Especially not messy ones.” Me? Messy? I scoffed, even though fear was clawing through me. “Good. Then tell them to take me back.”

“Because I’m a pure Undead, while Hunter is half-werewolf.” “Undead’s blood is more nutritious than werewolf’s. I don’t know why, it just is.” Hunter finishes, shrugging. “Oh…” I nod in understanding, following after Hunter and Luna to the nursery, where Adrian cries loudly. “Is the little prince thirsty? You really are like your daddy, he was just like you when he was a baby.” Luna coos at my son, taking him gently out of the crib and giving him her finger. I watch flabbergasted as Adrian extracts his fangs and bites hard onto Luna’s finger, sucking greedily.

Sigh. Why do things have to be so complicated? “I’m not Aurora,” I say in a low tone. “I’m Phoebe. I used to be the Omega of the Eclipse pack, and Adrian was my first love. I’ve always wanted to kiss him, so all he needed to do was speak to my inner desires and have me act upon them. It’s one of his special powers.” Liam gives me a thoughtful look. “The more and more I think about it, the more it makes sense. You came back different from your coma, and...shit...I don’t know.”