Novel & Cerita Den Of Vipers Book 2

I tell him and he nods his head and mumbles of agreement sound out. “So, who is more important right now? Foxy or the Vipers?” Vulture asks. He is from a chapter in the south. “Finding Foxy is the task. We also want the remaining two who were involved in Angel’s rape and kidnapping. Crusher again gave us their names. As for the rest of Vipers. They need to die. I want all loose ends tied up. Even though only three members, their prez, and his daughter are involved in this shit storm. I can’t leave any of the rest alive, knowing they will retaliate in the future. So none are to be spared.” I tell them all and they agree.

" You happiness, your throne, your Kingdom." " And even my...." . . . " Ardo" ..... The End of Book 1 : The girl he banished Next in series. Book 2: The girl he Claimed.( Released) . . . Book 2 is live now. Check it out guys. Thank you for your love and support.

It was a perfect path to hell, and she walked it willingly. She knew the place. The Viper's Den. A Vulture dive on the city's outskirts, where the streetlights died and laws followed suit. The neon sign above the entrance hung crooked, its few remaining tubes flickering erratically. It dared not stay lit too long, too afraid to truly reveal the depravity within. This was where she’d heard Caleb’s men congregate, a lair for the very monsters she sought to escape. And now, she walked straight into it.

Friday, July 12th (Damian’s POV) It’s been a little over two months since I first found out that my mate is being raped by her alpha and nearly a year since Cole left us. It was early the next week that I realized I had made a mistake by not taking dad’s offer to start Silvex. My wolf immediately started screaming no in my head when he offered it and I couldn’t help but repeat it. Unfortunately I’m now in a much more dangerous situation as I have tried every reasoning technique I can think of to take control of my inner beast but his anger is stronger than I believed possible. My wolf just won’t let go of the desire to tear Alrik and any other adult living in their pack house apart. His desi

right now I was still numb but I know few hrs later each mark will burn as hell I can't take this pain any longer Please Xavier how long will I be punished Please make it stop But there was no Xavier here He was far miles away unaware of the extent of pain I am in. It was only me and my desire to live The chains were unbounded and my half conscious body landed on the ground. I could see my black hair wet in blood In front of me I saw Daniel's black combat shoes . Slowly the shoes got hazy and black sports started filling my view untill everything turned black and my body bacame limp. _____________________________________ Xavier's pov

"Lily, it's a nice thought but-" Lily had reached the final page of the book and her face dropped. "No, there has to be something!" "Maybe it is just a fairytale-" "Wait." Lily had let the last page of the book fall and she frowned, staring at the back leather cover. "I need a knife," she murmured to herself and searched her pockets, pulling out a small blade. She then gently sliced along the edge of the back cover, creating an opening. "Fuck me," she whispered and pulled out what looked like an old piece of parchment.

Book 2 had ended in the worst way possible. My destruction was now public. And the real nightmare or whatever came next was only beginning.

That was his hand. The bile came up fast. I swallowed it back down hard and looked away and tried to think about something else and couldn't. Varek had moved to the desk. He dropped a thick leather book onto the granite and the sound of it made me flinch. He didn't look at me. Just stood there flipping it open like I wasn't bleeding on his floor. Like the thing on the marble behind me wasn't there. "Your father was a thief," he said. Flat. Like he was reading a shopping list.

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

I was supposed to meet back with him in a few more days. "I'll be back, I need to go take care of something." I get up for the couch and leave the house. Once I start to approach the west broader, going deep into the snowy forest, I see pack warriors standing there in wolf form growling and snapping sharp teeth. I make my way through the thick trees and pack warriors, making my way up to the front. Once I get to the front, I see Uncle Jax and Tilda's mate slowly stalking back and forth watching the vampire prince as he stands there a few yards away leaning up again a thick tree looking unbothered by the growling pack warriors.