Christine Feehan Reading Order Dark Series Novels & Stories

I know some of you have been wondering what I’ve been planning lately, especially with all the changes happening behind the scenes… and today I’m finally ready to tell you 🖤 First of all, thank you once again, I know have said that more times than I can count. Thank you for staying with me through every chaotic update, every disappearing act, every unfinished cliffhanger that probably made some of you want to hunt me down personally 😭 You guys have supported my stories in ways you probably don’t even realize, and honestly? I appreciate every read, every comment, every gem, every silent reader lurking in the shadows too 👀 Now for the exciting part… I’m officially introducing my new dark pa

"Why didn't you save me?" "I..." Panic seized Francis. She said softly, "You promised to protect me, but you were the one who killed me." "I didn't!" Francis bolted upright and flicked on the light. The room was empty. Except for me, a ghost, unseen by him. The visions kept coming, more and more often. Sometimes it was the fifteen-year-old me, huddled in a sea of red, whispering to him, "Do you want to live?" Sometimes the twenty-year-old me, reeling from my first kill, so sick I could barely stand, wishing he would just hold me.

A chorus of footsteps echoed through the trembling halls. The Council of the Dark World entered, seven cloaked figures enshrouded in shadows deeper than night. Their eyes glowed like stars, void of mercy. They floated inches above the broken floor, untouched by the chaos. Behind them trailed ancient chains of divine origin, dragging like the toll of death. Lucifer froze. "You!" he spat. "Show dare you walk into my dominion without any respect?" One of the Council members stepped forward, her voice calm as death. "This is no longer your dominion, Lucifer. You have broken the covenant. You have tampered with the primal balance of the world."

“Someone didn’t stop it. They shortened it. Cut the tether mid‑cast.” My jaw tightened. “Cassian?” She shook her head slowly. “No. This came from the origin point. From our side.” A slow, angry heat spread through my chest. “Someone in my castle.” Someone who walked my halls. Someone who bowed. Someone who smiled. And sharpened knives behind their back. The image of Braden’s eyes flickered like a cruel joke. Not yet, I told myself. But the suspicion dug its claws in anyway. “Why the Dark Forest?” Aven asked quietly.

And the only question on my mind was: “What the hell just happened?” N.B: This is book 5 of The Dark Council Series. The first book is called The Vampire's Bride and the second is called The Incubus's Secretary. Both these books have been published and are available on A****n. A different version of The Incubus's Secretary is present here, called The Incubus and His Secretary. Book 3 and 4 are still WIP and I'm not focusing on them at the moment. Hope you enjoy and please do check out my published books to know more about the series.

she breathed, trying to overcome her spellbinding effect. “Okay,” he replied softly and let go of her hands. She brought her hand to her neck and said, “Thank you.” Hope not to meet you again. And left immediately - once again feeling his eyes boring into her back. Xavier watched her as she came towards the two of them. He couldn’t explain what happened to him. Sasha was feeding him and the moment Amelia walked to them, he could feel movement in his legs. It was so bizarre that he couldn’t even speak about it to the girls. But he knew one thing for sure—he wasn’t coming back. His job here was done. These were dark people.

"Give me the drugs, I muttered as I took the water and swallow the pills." ANNABELLE ... The fire of revenge burn deeply inside of me and now Damon as cross the line between me and him I will become the devil and not the girl he knows before I took the pills just to stay alive to kill her, I don't care if I lose my life but I promised him I won't let there love story have an happy ending no matter what. I felt a sharp pain down my abdomen it's hurt so bad, I screamed at the top of my voice, Damon I screamed as he got to where I was blood was rushing on my private part I screamed again, ''Damon! Just do something and don't just stand there am fucking bleeding get me to the hospital I screamed

❤ #LucasAndKatarinaSigningOff #DominicAndSofiaSigningOff #DarvinAndCelesteSigningOff xoxo, CASSANDRA M ------------------------ For those that are new to my books, here is the complete list of the Black Shadow Pack Series: HE'S MY ALPHA - Jake (Jacob) & Clair THE BETA IS MINE - Beta Gavin & Alia LOVING THE GAMMA - Gamma Aaron & Janna IN THE ARMS OF MY ALPHA - Caspian & Andrea THROUGH THE EYES OF MY ALPHA - Riley & Nadia STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA - Aeon & Alexa Also, I have another serie/saga that is built on the same world but has a different set of characters (Demon x Werewolves x Witches) Into The Darkness Series: Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Witch Braving The Darkness: On

The traps were all designed to keep higher and lower shadows out. Ava got through to the other side a bit out of sorts, but alive. With no time to spare puzzling over Kunz’s decisions, she kept moving down the short distance between the traps and the massive double doors leading into the inner chamber. Relief flooded her when Ava found the Book of Shadows inside a glass case. The gauntlet she had to face coming in would have deterred anyone, even members of the Order, from getting through. Knowing Kunz’s tricks gave her the edge. It would seem the King was not trusting of his counterparts. She was making her way out when she heard a faint noise. Against her better judgment, she followed it.

We all knew except for Anastasia. Jane Hayes, the only mother I’d ever known, had always been a master of pretending. Pretending not to see, not to understand, not to suspect even better, not to know. She was so good. Even when our eyes had met that night on Christmas, when she’d found Ana curled around me on my bed, and my arms around her like she was my lover, she’d said nothing the next morning, and as usual, we both played like nothing had happened. Pretended nothing was wrong. Pretended as if ignorance would somehow make it disappear. But it hadn’t. Not for me. It had only made it worse because it went on, and I fell deeply for Anastasia. I drowned in her, and I made her my doom and sal