Dune: Part 3 Novels & Stories

THIRD PERSON’S POV The hot desert wind swept over the dunes of the Dune Kingdom, throwing sand into the air. Eliza went back to base to meet with the other scouts. The base was filled with activity. Soldiers moved around quickly—sharpening blades, adjusting armor, checking weapons. The tension was thick. Everyone could feel something was about to happen. “Back again, Eliza?” Sergeant Kael asked. His sharp eyes studied her with clear suspicion. “You keep disappearing into the dunes, then show up like you didn’t just vanish. Where the hell do you go?”

I stroked his hair and nodded, though my heart was already breaking. He didn’t know that three days was all I had left to give. David’s first love, Sophia Sinclair, had returned today. She was the Luna he was supposed to have—the one who disappeared five years ago, two days before their ceremony. When she left, he fell apart. Every full moon, he’d howl at the sky like a wolf mourning his mate. And then one night, under that same moon, his wolf lost control— and I, the foolish council messenger, knocked on his door.

Through the pain, through the blood, he’d smiled, holding the Heartstone aloft like a dark sacrament. Lila’s team had opened fire, muzzles flashing in the gray light, but the bullets had stopped, hanging in the air like frozen raindrops, inches from his chest. The stone had flared, drawing the flames inward, feeding on them until the glow became a void, a black hole that swallowed the light around it. His voice had cut through the roar, not shouted, but inside me, a whisper that bypassed my ears and burrowed straight into my skull: “Phase Three begins at dusk.”

"We want the ceremony. Reserve it for us! The best one, the most expensive one you have! We owe Seraphina too much. This is the only way we can begin to repay her." Damien's voice was hoarse. "Use the finest obsidian and stardust. I want her to have the grandest funeral." "My wife deserves the highest honors of a Kindred's final rest." Maria, who had been silent until now, spoke. "Before she left, Seraphina told me herself that she wanted to embrace the sun, to become dust and dance with the wind.

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!”

Melanie's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly she clutched her stomach while exclaiming, "My stomach... Is the baby coming?!" Henry's face twisted in sudden panic, and he swept Melanie into his arms, bolting for the door. As he rushed by, Melanie's hand shot out, gripping my arm with a fierce tug. I stumbled, crashing to the ground as Wren's gasp echoed in my ears. Pain washed over me, turning my face ghostly pale. Wren, shaking, lifted me up, her voice breaking as she called for a doctor. Through the blur, I caught Henry hesitating for a split second, but then, he was gone, not once looking back.

I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand. I panicked and opened my eyes to look around. The bright sun shining from the window onto my face and eyes made me close my eyes due to the brightness. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness and opened my eyes to see that it was not my house, it was the fucking hotel room where we... Everything what had happened yesterday came back to me like scenes in a movie, I remember I was drinking too much then I saw.... Sierra Jane, just the girl I was thinking about and we.. ohhh... my... fucking luck.... I played pool with her and then came to her hotel room....

The dragon wasn’t breathing fire now, so the shield wasn’t necessary, and for a moment, she allowed herself to look out over the head of the beast and take in the scene around her. The mountain below her was illuminated by the full dragon moon, glinting off of the white of rocks and the foam of the waves on the lake. The trees and meadows blended together to create a breathtaking scene, and for a moment, Nya forgot the horrors of this world she lived in and concentrated on the beauty.

They were younger. “What I am?” She asked as she looked at him again. Kristen was more confused about everything at that moment. She really didn’t understand what he was saying right then and there. She was still lost looking at the pictures around them. She had never had the reaction just by seeing a picture before. It was only when she was outside that she had this sense of relief like the one she had right now. “WE are different, Kristen.” He said as he walked to his desk and sat down, and looked at her. “Have you ever heard of seeds?”

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.