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She grabbed it and It read. “Dear Isabella, I know I promised you that we were going to work in the garden this morning but something came up. I will be back in a little bit. Please go inside, make yourself at home and help yourself to the milk and cookies.” Isabella headed inside and on the table there was a plate of cookies and a glass of milk. The milk was still cold and the cookies were still warm. She took a sip and then a few bites. Then she noticed there was something else on the table. It was a big wooden hourglass with sparkling white sand inside, it shimmered when she looked at it. She wondered if it was magical. Then she grabbed the hourglass and flipped it upside down. As the san

There were large leather-bound books, most of which looked shabby due to dust or old age. An old gold-bound book with foliage ornaments was located on the topmost bookshelf. It looked the thickest of all the books there. I was curious and looked at the contents. This book explains everything about witches, from rituals to how to fight with them. It was probably written by our predecessors. But some of the pages at the back talked about potions from plants as well as treatment steps using magic spells. I guess it's more similar to the rituals of white witches. I closed it and put it back on the shelf. Then I heard

Authors Note: The Human is book number one. The New Age King is book number two. I highly suggest reading book one before reading the sequel, but if you don't want to you can manage the second without doing so. The one big thing in the first book was Goddess Selene's curse. She cursed all lycans to be born in wolf form. Their first shift wasn't until the age of ten. Thank you so much for reading. "Please, Selene, slow down. Where are we going," I ask as the Goddess in front of me practically sprints down the wide corridor?

Why? “Because she was going to try to stop me.” Aaron started the car and drove forward. “She was going to warn the king. How could I let that happen? If I got caught, Tuhin and all the other Ancients would be discovered and eliminated. That was not supposed to happen. The Ancients are the ones who created the worlds and divided the dimensions. They were born to rule, but the selfishness of the races almost cost them their lives. And now, they will rise once again and reclaim their throne. It doesn’t matter that they might wear the skin of another.Their hearts will still be the same.”

For now, I will focus on my work and forget about that conversation with my brother. The next day I got to work earlier than normal. I really do miss Arlene and how she would bring me my coffee and a danish. This morning I stopped by and grabbed a coffee to go. As the morning wore on, I suddenly stopped typing on my computer and sniffed. I couldn’t pinpoint the smell I was smelling but it was familiar. That’s the one thing about my kind. We have a sense of smell. This smell could be anywhere in this twenty-something-story building. I lean back in my chair, closed my eyes. Sniffing the air again trying to identify the smell. Whatever it is? It seems to be calling to me. It’s a sweet, floral s

It is completed Called The Returning Ex. Book four is available on Goodnovel Called The Fake Empire. Their grandchildren starting With Aiden Wilder now have their own story...

And the only question on my mind was: “What the hell just happened?” N.B: This is book 5 of The Dark Council Series. The first book is called The Vampire's Bride and the second is called The Incubus's Secretary. Both these books have been published and are available on A****n. A different version of The Incubus's Secretary is present here, called The Incubus and His Secretary. Book 3 and 4 are still WIP and I'm not focusing on them at the moment. Hope you enjoy and please do check out my published books to know more about the series.

I was sad enough with my own suffering and didn't need any additional negative emotions. I moved further into the forest, listening to the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds and other sounds of forest inhabitants. The sun shone lightly through the treetops, I heard a woodpecker tapping on the bark of a tree, the bustle of squirrels collecting nuts in the hollows, the movement of the wings of insects as they flied by me. That was probably one of the few perks of being a sorceress - I could hear and see all around more clearly. I "felt" nature with my whole being and absorbed its energy. And it was nature that was the basis of magic, white magic, the magic of life, while black magic was m

Doubtless, Daniel had shifted in his sleep, pushing the empty bottles together. “What on earth did that girl do with my books?” she said sourly. Ducking her head under the lid, she peered into the gloom as her hand moved items about. Finally, towards the bottom, she spied them. Switching the hand holding the lid, she felt along the spines, divining by the width and the feel of the binding which one she wanted.