Christopher Ward Dune Novels & Stories

“We know what lives beneath this house!” His voice carried through the storm unnaturally clearly. The thing beneath the manor stirred at once. The floor vibrated faintly under Eleanor’s feet. Alaric’s face darkened. “You should leave,” he called back coldly. Several men visibly flinched at the sound of his voice. One actually took a step backward. Father Matthias did not. “The Hollow King wakes,” the priest shouted. “The wards are failing across the mountain. Animals are dying in the woods. Graves have opened.”

If only my mother knew that the book she recently bought for me, "The trial of Dedan Kimathi has been such a big influence on my hunger for vengeance. But, she is right. No matter the outcome, I must move on. I have a college or University certificate to earn. I have a mother to assist, siblings to cater for and God knows I so much want to take my family out of London which to an extent is becoming a shit hole. Mr. Chinedu felt that we give intervals to the days we conducted our investigations. According to him, the so call elders must be uneasy especially if they hear rumors of how people were questioned. He said we must give an air for fear, for tension and maybe a confession among people.

I heard Alex, “We’re here.” Dune asked, “What made you think that whole tornado thing was a good idea?” I stood up fast and tried to hide the dizziness, “I will do whatever it takes to keep you away from me.” Dune laughed, “You really think this will do that? I have been holding back, because I care about you. But now, you’ve pissed me off. I will not let you leave here and you will be marked and mated tonight.” He jumped after me and I found the dagger that I had pulled out of my leg. As he landed on top of me, I put the dagger on my chest, pointing up, too late for him to change direction. The look of panic on his face was priceless. While the impact knocked the breath out of me, I quickly

"For how much longer? A civil war is brewing, and don't you know? Havoc is back. When he's done with the pathetic Royal family here in Albrael, where do you think he's going next? It won't be much longer until The City Of Eternity is burning as well. 'Well damn, it's like this guy read my mind.' Christopher thought to himself smiling. To Christopher this was just a nice thought, a regular smile, nothing that was out of his usual Character. But when Andrea saw his face, it was terrifying. Christopher did say he was a representative of The Black Guard, and the smile on his face was absolutely chilling. It seemed to be confirming everything she just heard from the conversation. As she looked in

However, Wilbur remained cool as a cucumber and asked, "Who is Mister Dune? Why did you abduct those people?" "Mister Dune is the best Sanctuary level cultivator in Aroma, Stiles Dune. He runs all the underground forces of Aroma. He knew I came here to collect debt, so he instructed me to abduct a few rich businessmen, and I agreed," replied Christopher in a panicked tone. "Where are they?" asked Wilbur coldly.

I swiftly followed the same path and pulled the fire alarm, escaping the building under Albert's escort. When I was running toward the second ward, I finally bumped into Quince. When I saw him, I finally understood why I had mistaken Jason for the villain in my previous lives. Quince was too ordinary. He was in his white lab coat, looking fair and clean. Perhaps because he was in a rush, he was sweating a little. "Dr. Larson, are you alright?" He quickly sized me up with an anxious gaze. I shook my head. I looked at his hands, which were still holding onto a scalpel. I was still worried. Could such a gentle and nerdy-looking doctor truly save my life?

Chad smiled. "Yes, Sir Chad, he's a honest, loyal Beta, but his human side is strong. That's where his emotions hide, in his human. I wouldn't want any other Wolfe as my 2nd in command." Rex said, nodding. "That's enough talking, let's get a plan in place and get our Royal back, hmmm?" Chad walked away from the Dark Alpha and the others, headed in the direction of the Council Chambers. "Kit, my Wolf is sensing something, something bad," Rixa said to her mate, her hair standing up all over her body as if she just got struck by lightning.

"I'll get you a grimoire, and you can start your own. Of course, the one I gave you belongs to your people. But that doesn't mean you can't have one of your own." I nodded, knowing that time was of the essence. Xander was waiting for Cruz's location. And every moment we wasted was another moment that Cruz was captive. Daphne raised her hands over the bowl, and the flames grew brighter and taller on the candles. Then she cupped her hand and made the motion of scooping up the fire from on top of the candles and set it in the bowl. Even though there was nothing on her hand, flames flared from the bowl. I gasped, for in the fire was a vision of Cruz. He was tied to a chair in some dark warehouse