Dark Matter Book 2 Novels & Stories

Xenos slowly got up from the chair and began walking towards it, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Is this the book of light you were referring to?” I asked, hardly able to contain my excitement. Xenos took a good, hard look at it. “Indeed it is. But as I should have guessed, it is now the book of dark.” We all gathered around the box, examining the book inside curiously. “I remember the last time I saw this book it was a dark shade of brown. Now it looks…pitch black.” Xenos nodded, “The dark magic took hold of the book as well.”

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Everything stilled around Talia. The young woman closed the book as she repeated those final words. There's wasn't even a fraction of her brain that could process anything but an overwhelming itch that had got a hold on her entire body. Her hands twitched helplessly by her side, the urge to throw herself in Lukas arms intensifying.

Thank you for reading Wolfbane. This now begins book 2 of the series, Wolfblood, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Please note that this book is quite a bit darker than the first one, and contains some triggers, but I hope you will enjoy it anyway! Happy reading! *** TALIA

“Fine. You want a different story? You want a mystery? Then find the Architect. Book Two: The Silent Kingdom. Coming... never.” The Anchor didn't explode. It simply turned into a regular, non-vibrating rock. The sky didn't turn to gold; it stayed a normal, dark blue. I collapsed into the dirt, my lungs heaving. Kieran and Rowan were there in a second, pulling me up. "Is it over?" Rowan asked, his voice cautious. "For now," I said, wiping soot from my forehead. I looked at the horizon, where the first real light of dawn was finally appearing. "But she said something. 'The Architect.' There’s someone else in this world, someone who isn't the Author."

The book on my lap was about how to organize a party. “NO!” I laughed as he was already laughing hard enough his body fell back against the couch. “Ready for serious?” I asked. Slapping his arm. “One… two… three.” My mouth dropped when I realized what he put on my lap. “Is this a dark romance book?” Piercy’s eyebrow was raised.

He would have led them straight into an abyss of rot. Charlotte, shaking but driven by the instinct to protect her own hide, found her voice. She stepped forward, her tone a shrill, desperate yelp. "Who are you to invade a private den? This is the territory of Bennett Montgomery, first-born of the Silver Ridge!" Blake Donovan stepped into the light behind Hudson, his posture projecting the easy confidence of a lead enforcer. He looked at the trembling woman with cold amusement. "Sharpen your senses, female. You stand before the Shadow Alpha. A name even your nightmares know."

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 2 Gino Morelli On one side stands my bella bambina, Sareena. Her shoulders are squared, and her fingers are intertwined with my new Captain, Damian. There’s a silent promise in the way they hold each other: loyalty, defiance, and love. I saw it all before he left. Damian was hunting for her, breaking for her, and risking everything just to find her and bring her back. I know the boy loves her, no question about it.

Flavius Darkness clouds my vision as we walk further into the cave. My foot catches on a piece of jagged stone protruding from the cavern floor, and I stumble forward. Ellie grabs me by the hand, pulling me up straight again, and we continue on our path. A dim glow begins to invade the dark cave. I quickly shield my eyes from the unexpected light. "It has been a while, Eleonora," a soft angelic voice calls out.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.