Cosmere Novellas Novels & Stories

Chapter Eight: The Price of Light** Lyra froze at the mouth of the corridor, her heart thundering louder than the approaching storm of footsteps. The eerie glow of the moon filtering through the cracked ceiling framed Celeste like a ghost out of a nightmare — regal, untouchable, and terrifying in her stillness. Behind her, the silver-eyed wolves fanned out in deadly silence, their forms tense, their eyes locked on Lyra and her companions. Riven’s grip on his blade tightened, and Nyra, barely conscious, whimpered as Lyra eased her to the stone floor.

Chapter 2: THE MYSTERIOUS DOCTOR’S HAIR IS VIBRATING AGAINST MY CLIT AND I’M CUMMING LIKE A DESPERATE SLUT FOR HER I lie back on the examination table, legs spread obscenely wide, heart hammering so hard I can feel it in my soaked pussy. What the fuck is happening to me? I’ve never been touched by a woman. Never even fantasized about it. I’m Isabella Harrington — spoiled, straight, always in control. Yet the second Dr. Cassandra Vale’s green eyes locked onto mine without those glasses, something inside me shattered. My clit is throbbing like a heartbeat. My nipples are so hard they ache. Fresh wetness is leaking out of me, dripping down my ass onto the paper sheet.

If he ever found out I was cheating, he would destroy me. My phone vibrated on the coffee table. A message from Rosaline lit up the screen. “I couldn’t find anything suspicious on Amara. She’s a mystery. Barely any online history, no scandals, nothing. It’s like she was born rich and clean.” Clean. Perfect. Untouchable. Bullshit. No one is that perfect.

Nothing. On her second night, she found a cave on a hillside above a narrow river. It was cramped, damp, smelling of stone and something strange she couldn’t name. She curled up in her torn robes at the back and let herself close her eyes. Sleep came fast. But something else found her first. This wasn’t a dream. Dreams fall away when you wake up. This felt like a cold, sharp needle of light straight into her chest. Null root, it said. Interesting. Haven’t seen one in three hundred years.

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CHAPTER 30 Nova Sterling Point Of View “When you bind to one, the others die,” Selene whispers, her silver dress shimmering like a spider's web in the moonlight. My mother’s plant nursery smells of rotting roses; that sweet, suffocating decay of flowers left too long in stagnant water. The air reeks of wet ash, like rain that has soaked into charred wood and never dried. Here’s a glimpse of my childhood home, now burnt and broken. I gasp as Jace's cool hands slip under my shirt from behind, his breath tickling my ear. “Choose me, and I'll show you mornings where you wake up smiling.” His fingers trace my ribs where Kieran's mating mark burns.

Pre-cum smeared across her cleavage, making the slide smoother, wetter. Nova held her breasts firmly, squeezing them around his girth, feeling the heat of him pulse between her mounds. Each thrust made her nipples graze his abdomen, sending jolts to her core. "Is that okay?" she asked breathlessly, her voice laced with awe and arousal. "Yeah, it's so beautiful," Adam groaned, his pace quickening. "I can see your smile. Fuck! you love this, don’t you? Your tits feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my cock. Look at how they bounce, all flushed and needy."

A lock on the front. She pulled out the key. Her hands were already warm. She put the key in the lock and turned it. The box opened. Inside wrapped in cloth folded with careful deliberate hands was a book. Small. Dark cover. Worn smooth at the corners from hands that had held it often. The same symbol from the necklace stamped into the leather. She lifted it out. Opened it. The first page had one line written at the top. Third of March. Grimwall is colder than I expected.

“We are going over to Cole’s.” “Cole? The same Cole you’ve been keeping on ice?” “He melted the ice berg like a month ago ― and some.” She winked. “Get yourself updated, Ness.” “So you’re fucking now?” She nodded with a satisfied groan. “I thought you said he looked like Goliath had been resurrected for a quick rematch?” “He still looks that way.” She sighed. “But damn he can fuck!” This was followed by Zoe’s fake moaning sounds. “You’re ridiculous.” We both laughed as she rammed into me making us fall on the bed.

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”