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We soon left the city, taking a route, which as described by Joseph, would take us to the motel Cameron had booked for our entire stay. The roads were empty, only a few cars to be seen, and at every ground we covered, the excitement burst through me. The fingers of Cameron were linked in mine, form sat back in the seat, while his gaze lingered on me, being taken up by this much glee. "Isn't this exciting?" I let out a squeal, staring on at the areas we drove past. It was a new discovery for me. A journey of thrill. He had only pushed towards me, form so close to mine, while our eyes remained locked in each other's.

I smile at him slowly, genuinely with tears trickling down my face, my eyes locked as though somehow I can draw strength from those beautiful greys. I’ll miss seeing them. Despite all he is, I will miss him. This is it … The end to all my troubles and maybe now I can finally know what it is to be that dandelion seed, set free on the breeze and finding her way in the wind. Soaring to a better place where he can never touch me again. I turn the gun to my own head and without hesitation, I pull the trigger. End of book one – book two follows on.

Chapter One — The Girl Who Burned Bridges The city never slept, not even when the moon was high and full, casting silvery light over the glittering glass towers of Crescent City. Neon signs buzzed. Taxi horns echoed. Humans hurried down sidewalks with coffee in one hand and stress in the other. Somewhere, music thumped from a club basement. And inside a tiny, too-warm coffee shop tucked between a bookstore and a vape lounge, Riley Hart was pretending not to exist.

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On its open page, the new script curled upward like smoke. “Before the rise of Flame, three cities must burn. Each a limb. Each a key.” Maera’s breath caught. “Three cities…” She looked up. “That’s tonight, isn’t it?” Ceres’s voice was hollow. “Then we’re already too late.” The Balcony of Smoke Royal Balcony – Nightfall The horizon had fractured. Ceres and Xavier stood on the balcony as the last light died—too quickly, too absolutely. Three pillars of fire bloomed across the realm, distant but unmistakable.

I entered mine, went through the three books I had gotten from the store, and set them down on the bed. I folded my arms and read their names. The Claiming Rites, Finding the One, and Under the Red Moon. There was no order in which anyone should read these books, so I sat down and picked up The Claiming Rites. After an hour, I finished reading. The book made zero sense, and then I picked up Finding the One and spent another hour reading through it. While the first book was incomplete, the second made a little more sense. I picked up the third, which I had gone to Zion’s room with. I took my time reading, and another hour went by.

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Book 3 in the series is being written so be on the look out August 1st Thanks again, Annie

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

" I followed her out of the cell and into the hallway. By the time we stepped into the hallway, it was already packed with vampires in their familiar red cloaks. I freaked, the familiarity of the scene causing nausea in the pit of my stomach. They were more than I could count. With their red cloaks and black garments, they approached us, their sharp canines and claws on full display. I looked to Aurora for the same panicked expression, but her face was relaxed. Too relaxed. And a smirk slipped across her lips. "By the way, did I ever tell you that I was an Alpha in my pack before I got kicked out?"