Divergent Fourth Book Novels & Stories

I take in one last breath inhaling her scent before I force myself to stand up from the floor. My eyes squeeze shut as I stand here for a moment taking in a calming breath, trying force my broken self to move and not give in to this pain I feel inside. I think about Brice, he's going to be the reason for me to want to keep going. He's all I have left of Misty now. I open my eyes and take the first step, heading towards the door. Once I get to the door, I take in one last calming breath as I twist the knob leaving out the cabin.

Forever. The question haunting me: Who won't make it back alive? And is saving Luna worth losing someone else? Drop your theories! Who do you think dies? Tell me! Chapter 48 is the BETWEEN PLACE chapter and it's going to break your heart! END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

"I am the first successful Phase 4 subject. And I am here to retrieve my original code." Marcus dragged Liora away forcefully, while in the distance, a massive explosion echoed from the direction of London Mavric had begun his assault. END OF CHAPTER 100..

"Not the practitioners. Not the people deciding whether to commit. A woman at forty-five who does not yet have the language for what she is not choosing. That is who the fourth book was written for." Valentina is quiet with this for a moment. "How do you know?" she asks. "Because it is the book you could not write at forty," Clara says. "It required knowing the end of the story. A woman at forty-five does not yet know the end of the story. She needs someone who has lived the whole arc to describe the beginning of it from inside the end. That is what the fourth book does. That is why it found her." The June evening. The city outside. Valentina at the desk with the phone.

Way over in the corner is a blank wall that looks just a little out of place since every other wall is covered with bookshelves. I remember that the men had mentioned a flashlight, as well as a book off to one side that they had to remove in order to open the secret panel door. I don’t see a flashlight, so for a moment, my heart sinks a little, thinking that they were just a bunch of stupid bullshitters. It wouldn’t be the first time that complete idiots had ruined my plans. But then I noticed the book about war on a shelf off to the side. It was the exact title the fools had discussed. Taking one last look behind me, and finding no one has entered the room, I hurry over and take the book of

To everyone still enjoying this series, I thank you for your kindness. Your time. Your consideration for my stories. Weaving all these tales for you has been nothing short of a blessing. You are my greatest achievement and I applaud you for keeping up with my (sometimes) horrible writing habits. I want to tell you about the next book... the second last one in the series. Her Original Wolf. Unlike the previous three, this one will not be a reverse harem. But still spicy. This will be the book that defines the lore. The Origin Story of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves came to be.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fourth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary Eva Ann Rayner has always loved her best friend’s brother, Alexander who is six years older than her. Soon she realizes the gorgeous, temperamental, overprotective and arrog

One by one, the townspeople stopped what they were doing and faced them, eyes glowing faintly in the dark. Aiden whispered, “They’re receivers.” Julian’s voice rolled through the air, calm and distant, as if carried by the wind itself. “You killed the mind. You forgot the body.” The shopkeeper smiled—a perfect imitation of Julian’s smirk—and said, “Phase Four was never about me. It was about us.” The crowd moved as one. Dante drew his gun. “Aiden, run.” But Aiden didn’t. He closed his eyes, feeling the pulse inside his veins syncing with theirs. The network was trying to absorb him again, but this time he didn’t resist. He listened.

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to

By the time he got to the topmost floor, he was totally exhausted and was dripping with sweat like someone who had just had a shower. Without bothering to observe the the storey meant to home him for the next an hour, professor Ericson pulled his bag behind him and walked to the last room, and knocked on the door. A second later, the door flung open showing a student with a lot of tattoos. He had managed to smuggle them into the school. It wasn't Wilkes Milton. Definitely not.