Deep Blue Book Series Novels & Stories

Cela asked in a casual tone but a smile shortly appeared on her face after realizing she's having a back-to-back success. The other people in the room are more expressive of their excitement than her. "I just had a call with a TV executive. She expressed her interest in turning your books into a special series for Valentine's next year," Ivy continued. The news finally stirs Cela's interest. She listens attentively. "Now," Ivy stopped for a moment. "Since it will be a three-part special, she will be requiring a third book to complete the series. The network will sponsor the production of the third book," she continued but did not finish yet.

Not what she had imagined Alpha Kai's daily view to be. She swung her bag onto the wooden floor by her feet and sat, watching him lean against his heavy desk opposite her. She took a glance at the bookshelf built into the wall behind him. A huge curved sword was hung in the centre of the space, its milk-white handle held a stunning contrast with the deep blue-black of the blade itself. She had never seen anything like it before; it looked razor-sharp and freshly polished. The books that she could see from where she sat were mostly about pack history and war tactics, spaced with little trinkets and photos of Alpha Kai with other pack members. It was odd seeing him looking so carefree and happ

Callie interrupts. Suddenly, I feel as if I’m going to faint. “Are you ok? You look really pale dude.” Deccan asks. “Yeah I just need to sit down.” I slur as I try to sit down but then I collapse.

Oh, by the way, I'd like to invite you to check out some of my other books: I Kissed My Boss, Book 1; The Love of an Invisible and The fate of the rejected alpha, book 1; In particular, I urge you to check out the third title, where there's a whole new world of werewolves, which I've worked hard to create. I'll leave one of the chapters for yous: A Thief: A THIEF WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A THIEF The sounds of many voices mingling with each other awakes Bloodstain from the first peaceful sleep she had in her entire life. She rubs her eyes with the back of her hands and takes a few seconds to make her vision focus on the image of two humans in front of you, a male and a female. "Ah, so final

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.

Gabrielle. My eyes scanned the environment as soon as I parked my car and as much as I wasn't expecting anything worth looking at, I didn't expect the place to look so horrifying and disgusting. To think my silly rage and my thirst for revenge actually drove me here today just so I can personally teach that loud brat a lesson. "Doesn't exactly look like a palace, does it?" a familiar husky voice says suddenly and I turn around to see Chris, one of my mom's hitmen who I had the misfortune of having to inherit.

“I don’t mean no disrespect. I just came here for what’s mine. But don’t think I don’t appreciate you looking after my girls all this time.” Damien just stared at the over-glorified thug. He would die ten times over before he let this jackass take Layla and Keisha from him. The driver and passenger side doors opened almost simultaneously. Damien turned around to see the men who threw him in close the doors. “Hey, boss, he had this in the car. Thought it might be of interest,” one of them said and gave the huge enforcer Layla’s journal. “I can tell by your facial expression that book is important,” Carter stated.

An overbearing and determined voice called out. The next moment, the Deep Blue Soul Bird flapped its huge wings and turned into a deep blue light, disappearing into the distant sky in an instant. The people of the Deep Blue Mansion retreated. For a moment, the others were a little confused. Deep Blue Mansion, one of the Human Clan's aristocratic families, was a mysterious and powerful force with a low profile. Unexpectedly, it retreated in such a dramatic way. What on earth was the Deep Blue Repayment Token that Ding Hao handed out? Such a little token could even make the Deep Blue Mansion give up fighting for a divine object like the Sky-fleeing Stone Key?

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

Sara sat in the back row of the lecture hall, her legs pressed tightly together under the desk. Professor Kane stood at the front, writing notes on the whiteboard. His deep voice filled the room as he explained the chapter on modern literature. He was tall and fit for a man in his late thirties, with short dark hair that had a little gray at the temples and sharp eyes that seemed to notice everything. Sara could not stop staring at him. She did not know exactly when it started, but lately she had become completely obsessed with her professor.