Dystopian Mystery Books Novels & Stories

Whatever it was, he was good and big in it. He was prospering in his legal businesses and the illegal ones were topnotch seeing how everyone knew of him… a crude handsome fox. Dylan was the number one in his business and to crown it all, here I was going through his stuff. Though his room was plain, the amount of files in there wasn't. So many trades, treaties, allegiance and the rest and there were books. I reached out and took one of them, the books weren't outdated because I knew every single one. ‘His’ by Aubrey Dark, ‘ Haunting Adeline’ , ‘The Priest’ by Sierra Simone.

”the my bike is my one escape id to keep The End? Thank you, dear reader, for deciding to give this book a try and making it to the end, it has been an emotional journey for all. But do not fret, their story may be over for now, but this is not the last we have seen of Drake, Lilli, Rex, Tony, Jacob and yes even Lance. So be sure to keep an eye out for the next book in the series. Equivale Finding His Heart : Book 2 in the Chronicles of Zodia.

The quiet moments when this room had been my sanctuary. "He left it exactly as it was," I whispered, moving to the small desk where books still lay open, waiting for a child who never returned to finish reading them. "A shrine or a trophy," Maison observed darkly. "With Dominick, it's hard to tell which." I ran my fingers over the spines of books on my shelf—childhood favourites alongside the more serious texts my father had insisted I study. A small chest caught my eye, tucked beneath the window seat where I'd spent countless hours gazing at the moon.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

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!”

His other hand was in the pocket of his coat. "Okay, let's go then," I mumbled to myself and put the bowl in the lock. The fret jumbled as it turned into it. Click. With a quick step to the side, out of the line of fire, I yanked the door open. Nothing happened. I waited, but no proles jumped out to pounce on us. The empty frame was like a dark throat into another dimension. Not even a breeze dared to move in these seconds. Boiler rooms had always seemed suspicious to me and having a monster lurking down there didn't make it any better at that moment.

’ She thought darkly. Daniel sighed again as his mind was in thought. It had been a while since his encounter with luke and his suspicions were beginning to be aroused. What was he planning? He also said he had spies, but who? How many more monsters in human clothing were in this school? “Hey, birthday boy.”

"When my aunt Delilah killed our entire coven, I don't know if he died or if he made it out alive. But I feel he is still out there and I won't stop till I find him." "Don't worry Isabelle, if he is out there we will find him." Dimitri assured with a genuine look, placing his right hand on my thigh. "My turn, favorite book?" I change the subject. "Torn between wuthering heights and the alchemist. Both are really good books. So back to you, tell me what's your darkest secret?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow, while his eyes were fixed on the road.

I quickly head out to the next shelf. I don’t know how much time has passed, but I feel exhausted. Drake plops into one of the armchairs before the fireplace, yawning. “I covered thirty shelves, and there’s no book on celestial wolves. This is not a library. It's a book town!” He rests his chin on his arm. “It's so huge that I might find aliens hiding somewhere.” “Stop with the excuses. You are just incapable, that’s all,” Dory says while biting her thumbnail, her eyes trained on the book she’s holding.