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Lord Zarek only threw a gaze at me but said nothing. The Lycans whispered something to each other, and part of their conversation ended with a witch hunt. It made me wonder if we were out to hunt witches. We boarded the carriage and rode off. I sat closer to Lord Korran, while Fenrik sat directly opposite me. I had a book in his hands that he was reading from. “Still reading that witch's book,” Lord Korran said. “You know I've been wondering how a Velkrin could appear without the presence of a vampire,” Fenrik said.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

“No doubt.” “What about those two small FedEx boxes?” “Most recent novels from Samhain Horror.” “Awesome. Those books I bought at the Webb County Library sale last week?” “Sorted into general and mystery fiction. Struck the mother lode with all those Mary Higgins Clark novels.” “We cater to all tastes, miss. Unless you like Twilight, 50 Shades of Gray or James Patterson. Folks want drivel, they can drive to Utica.” “Hey. I actually liked Twilight. It wasn’t all bad.”

He had finally fallen asleep around four in the morning, only to have to be up by seven. "Up for a break and coffee?" David's too chipper voice boomed around Asher's office as his head popped through the open door. "Are you a damn espurr?" Asher asked standing and stretching. David let out a chuckle. "I happen to have made an appointment with your past lover for noon at Belle." "That new coffee shop that opened down the street?" Asher confirmed. "Yup, that's the one." David confirmed. Nodding Asher grabbed his coat off the back of his chair and shrugged it on.

Uncle Roderick had always been very distracted. I reached for a picture of him and his brother with my mother. Both he and Papa had the same red hair that I had. My mother, on the other hand, always stood out from the family with her blond mane. I carefully ran my fingers over the photo. In the picture, the three looked so happy. At that time, none of them had known what horror would lurk in the future. Who would have expected to be killed by a couple of mutant dogs on their daughter's birthday?

He needed ice coffee—something strong, bitter and cold to chase away the ghosts. The kitchen lights flickered on with a soft hum, casting a warm glow over the countertops. Eli fumbled with the coffee machine, his hands shaking slightly as he measured out the grounds, the scent of fresh brew starting to fill the air, blendind the ice. He was lost in the rhythm of it, the mundane task a fleeting escape, when he heard the creak of the bedroom door. Zeke appeared in the doorway, his silhouette broad and imposing, wearing nothing but a pair of loose sweats that did little to hide the outline of his cock. His eyes, sharp and assessing, locked onto Eli immediately, reading the tension in his stance

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

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