Constantine Books Novels & Stories

Micah's grip on the book tightened; she took in a deep breath…. "Augustine Ceaser wrote the book Iron Sharpens Iron. After journeying in the wilderness for many years, he amassed knowledge about people and their cultures. He became an expert with the paths to foreign countries; the continental map was like an image inscribed in his head. He learned over twenty languages. Practiced over a hundred and twenty religions, became the first man to introduce the monarchy system in Vandamonth years ago, and is also the one responsible for the continental war that took place between Galvestone and Hamstung exactly fifty years ago."

“Let’s sit and talk inside.” Red came in and sat. “Alpha and Lord Constantine have the same father but different mothers. Our Alpha’s mother is royalty too, making him pure royalty blood. In contrast, Lord Constantine’s mother is … well, enough to say she is not honorable. So he was born outside of wedlock.” “Oh!” It explained many things, but I didn’t understand how Constantine managed to bring himself. He looked more royal than Ethan. “If you didn’t tell me, I wouldn’t have guessed it. Constantine seems truly a nobleman.”

"Nothing broken. You risked everything coming in. Thank you." Ezra pulled him close quick. "No choice. I could not leave you there. Thomas, what does the document say?" Thomas flipped pages under moonlight. "Full extent of the conspiracy. Crowe reported to a council. They planned forced shifts across three academies. Money from private backers who want an army." Dane leaned in. "Names? We need to know who." "Listed here," Thomas said. "Top officials and some board members. This proves it goes way up."

“There’s more to this than meets the eye.” With a resolute sigh, he rose from his seat and made his way to the chamber where the coven’s ancient texts and scrolls were housed. If there were answers to be found, they would be buried within the pages of their history. As he began to sift through the dusty tomes, his mind raced with questions. What had changed since Constantine’s ascension? Why had his once-potent foresight suddenly faltered? And what did this new era, under Constantine’s rule, truly hold for the coven?

I didn’t like being made a fool and these assholes that did that. Constantine walked out of the wood home and onto the sandstone walkway. His ginger curls had grown out and now came down to his shoulders. His fair was pink where his skin showed under his tanktop. His cargo pants showed off his muscular thighs. If I hadn’t had the the experience that I had with him, I would think he was attractive. However there was nothing attractive about arrogance and lying. Adalia came out of the home shortly after him in a evergreen tunic-dress accentuating her braided auburn hair. Her green eyes met mine and instantly her face fell.

God is faithful and his mercies endure forever. “I recalled a wonderful case that happened to me, she said, "I was going to have three papers that are my second-semester examination. Then" the following day while I was reading in the Library, an insect flew and entered my ear. I couldn’t read again, I rushed to the hostel to check if someone could help me remove the insect, the insect kept on moving from time to time it was quite disturbing. Some of the girls in the hostel tried to remove using cotton bod all to no avail. They resolved that we should go to the school clinic to have it removed so I could continue reading for tomorrow’s papers. I was quite disturbed. I kept on believing God as

Constantine said as he entered the office, pulling off his tie and jacket and tossing them on the couch. He unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt before turning his cold gaze toward me. “Haha, sir, you are hilarious...” I said dryly. He gave me a look I didn’t understand, and I ejected the flash drive from the laptop. I was grateful I was done with my work. I stood and walked over to him. “I have gone through all the presentations and created a separate folder for, I quote, the least generic ones. You’ll find my notes in there as well.”

“It’s fine but you must remember that your loyalty lies with me. Do not let Cain’s lies cloud your judgment. He will do anything to escape, even if it means turning you against me.” Vaemond nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “You’re right, Your Grace. I will be more cautious in the future.” “Good,” Constantine said, her voice returning to its regal tone. “Now, focus on your mission. Keep an eye on Cain, but do not let him manipulate you. And remember, I hold your fate in my hands. Do not disappoint me.” Vaemond swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Constantine’s expectations on his shoulders. “I won’t, Your Grace. I will do whatever it takes to protect the coven and Agnes.”