Clan Book Novels & Stories

“Step aside, Ines. He is mine.” “No!” she screamed, rocking the child tightly, her balance faltering. “He is her child! Hers! Not yours! You have no right!” “I have every right,” Falvio said, his tone quiet, terrifying in its certainty. “And I will claim what is mine. You understand? Everything… belongs to me.” --- The wind tore at Ines’ coat, her boots sliding slightly against loose rock. She tried to back away, searching for solid footing, but the cliff offered no forgiveness. “I won’t let you! I—”

Or skin. I moved silently between the shelves, my fingers trailing over spines. History books. Genealogies. Accounts of the Purge that would have been burned if anyone knew they still existed. Then I found it. The Dragon Clans: A Complete History. The cover was warm to the touch. I barely had it open when a voice purred from the shadows: "Looking for something?" Hayden Moore stepped into the moonlight, twirling a knife between his fingers. His smile was all teeth.

Three days ago, Raven told me there was a territorial dispute in the south that required his presence. Vera was more familiar with the clan relations there. It was a reasonable explanation. I had no grounds to object. Before they left that morning, I slipped the Dissolution of Betrothal and Resignation from Clan into the middle of his approval stack. I had prepared it carefully, every clause in order. He did not read it. His seal went on without a second glance. Three days remained. Once I finished handing over my remaining responsibilities, I would be done.

Each one of them had their own different thoughts running through their brains of absolute confusion and disbelief , Claire was thinking that maybe she shouldn’t have matchmade Marg and Ashton or supported them to be together at the expense of their peace in the future or the peace of their child. She has always thought that maybe her sister and husband would have been alive but that is not the case , because what is done is done , there is no changing it or anything , she felt like she had to step up to the plate and take what karma was fishing them . Viklan was thinking about a book which is prophesied to be like the encyclopedia of all answers, that no matter what you ask it , the book wi

His vampire clan was present and they were quiet went Ammar took the center and demanded their attention. "Tonight, King Nero Severus Xerxes will be one with his future Queen. She will leave her human last name and be Tessa Xerxes of the Xerxes vampire clan. She will be one with our King and in relation we will protect our Queen with our lives. Those who disapprove of their unity come forward now and you may leave the clan." I was looking at the crowd as Ammar paused to let anyone voice their disapproval. I didn't think they would easily leave the clan though I was curious as to who didn't want me as their Queen. But when the crowd went boringly quiet, Ammar carried on.

she ran to the library and went over to the book that listed all of the clans in Ravena, even those that were on the brink of extinction. My mother came across a clan that was wiped out because of Roman, he needed their blood to create the aging potion to age up his warriors when they were born from the breeding house and I was confused, she looked at me and said, "This was before you were born." Toffe appeared she had linked him and he gave me a look and said, "Mace, your father will be angry you crossover without telling anyone," and I said, "I can take care of myself, Uncle Toffe but I wanted to do something nice for Hannah," and he smiled and read the book my mother showed him. After exp

I walked toward the shelves, lazily running my fingers across the spines of the books as I scanned the titles. History of Blood Clans. Treaties of the Northern Territories. Ancient Magical Structures. Boring. Boring. Also boring. Who actually reads this stuff for fun? I kept moving along the shelves until one particular book caught my attention. It looked older than the others, the cover worn and faded like it had been opened a thousand times before. Curious, I pulled it out. The moment the book left the shelf, something clicked behind the wall. I froze. “…Okay.”

There were some old journals, maps and some scrolls kept in those shelves. Someone had organized everything very carefully. I murmured "This was a library." Aiden picked up a cracked journal and murmured "Maybe." I searched another shelf. Most of the writing had faded beyond recognition then one title caught my attention and it was “The Moon Born Clans.” I opened it. The first several pages had been torn out but only one paragraph remained readable and that was “The last surviving bloodline must never fall into the hands of those who seek domination through fear.” The remaining text had been deliberately scratched away. I narrowed my eyes. Someone didn't want other people to know about it.

"The practice. The method. The thing that moves between people when the conditions are right." "Then the fourth book is the argument for everyone," Clara says. "The specific is yours. But the proof —" she looks at the letter in her hands — "the proof is anyone who grew up inside the right conditions." "Yes," Valentina says. "That is the fourth book's closing argument." Clara folds the letter again. Puts it back in her coat pocket. "I will be in the acknowledgments," she says. "You will be in the argument," Valentina says.

Clara sighed and took a sip from her drink, she looked at Elena. "I don't know. I don't know if it's a yes or a no but one thing I am sure of is that I feel okay here than back there. If this is about being a Luna, trust me, I will work hard toward it. I know it's not going to be easy but I will do it. I just need a little guidance and that's all. Moreover, Ben, who is his second in command to him, gave me a book called the royal duties. It belongs to the Alpha family. I have started going through it and I will try to start formulating it." Clara replied sincerely.