Dark Age Pierce Brown Audiobook Novels & Stories

Hurrying down the hallway I paused on hearing a sensual female laugh from the throne room. Could it be Vivian? Hope sparked in my chest and I quietly headed to the entrance. I paused on the threshold as I beheld a beautiful female. Her pearl white skin matched to Damion’s and I instantly knew she was a vampire. Her brown waved hair seemed to be dampened by a deathly tint while her eyes gleamed like dark pools of chocolate glinting with unknown knowledge. Justin stood to the side stiff and a slight frown to his face. Eric seemed inclined to have the female walk all over him and this castle as she trailed a hand along his forearm.

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~ I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him?

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER ONE JOHN PAUL'S POV ________________________________________________ The sun was extremely at it brightest today and the chirping of the birds could be heard, not too far away . It was just like another day in the life of the famous John paul cooper . I had wristwatches worth millions, a private jet to whatever island or country i want to travel to and most importantly chains of businesses around the globe . My phone was buzzing and i had to see who was calling and that was my secretary Penelope.

Maybe it left me completely cold. "I would be very grateful if you would stop crushing my hand," said Reese when we reached the research facility. He took one last drag on his cigarette and then just flicked it away. He ignored Anton’s disapproval. Okay, so it was official, Diccon and his son were through with him downstairs - whatever Aton had done. I loosened my grip a little. “Yesterday you were running dead defying in the middle of a street and today you are so squeamish. What happened?"

He carried me again as if I weighed nothing, then leaned close to my ear, his whisper sending destructive shivers through my trembling body. He said in a low... deep... dangerous voice. “You need to drink that damn thing every day if you’re going to make me your target like this... mamacita.” My eyes locked with his. That darkness drowning inside his gaze was pulling me toward him with deadly slowness. I whispered unconsciously. “Your eyes are dark and bright at the same time.” He started walking with me toward the shore without breaking eye contact between us. “And you... your eyes are burning and extinguished at the same time.”

It looked very ancient as it was torn at some edges. “I picked this up during one of my research trips.” She said as she handed the book to Annabelle. “ It has some information on Luke but it doesn’t state his weakness. Although it did leave some clues. Difficult clues.” Annabelle opened the book. The words were written as if from a feather dipped in ink which signified the age of the book. Annabelle read it out:

The casing is completely shattered, its interior magic circuit burned out beyond repair, but a faint, ghostly hum emanates from the largest remaining crystal shard, suggesting there might be just a single vestige of stored audio left trapped within its memory matrix. I press my thumb against the glowing shard, and the black fluid is neutralized, but the cracked recording stone plays one final, distorted audio file before dying completely—revealing Daryl’s brother, Shane, arguing with Dawn Mercer's scouts winters ago. The scratchy, metallic voice echoing from the dying crystal shatters the quiet night, carrying a conversation that freezes the blood in my veins and turns my stomach to lead.

“SEX TAPE, AFFAIRS, BASTARD CHILDREN—THE BLACKWOOD & PIERCE FAMILIES IMPLODE” It started with a new leak—grainy dash-cam and body-cam footage from years ago, anonymously uploaded to every major news outlet at dawn. The video showed a dark road, flashing lights, a younger Grey Michaelson behind the wheel of a luxury car, drunk and raging. A police officer—Officer Pierce, Mr. Pierce’s older brother, Ethan and Reina’s uncle—pulled him over for speeding. An argument. Grey shoving the officer. A struggle. Then a gunshot.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Her Dark Past Chapter 27 DAMON. I alighted from my car, the map was leading me to nowhere except the forest. This isn't right. The tracker is not working. How can someone build a house in this deserted area? It's so absurd but I will keep trying and moving forward. I can't afford to lose hope at this junction. After some hours, I began to pant softly. I think I'm getting tired already. I mumbled as I took out a bottle of water from my bag and gulped it down.