El Dorado Novel Novels & Stories

As A Result, I lost myself in a dark pool where darkness consumed every ray of my soul. I chose to take one last chance. A chance to find what is lost. A step to walk towards the only beam of light I saw. I died every day under him in this mansion. Every room had listened to my screams, my painful whimpers. All the floors had at least a drop of my blood to paint them red. Red is the color of love and the color of pain too. I had my words with the same person whom I saw in the mirror. She looked more disheveled now. Protrude collarbone, purple bruises, dark circles below her eyes were the results of his love. The possession he held was the only soul that screamed like anything every day. Ever

I was the only place in the entire estate where no one looked at me and saw a mistake. That morning I carried my treasures there: the porcelain doll’s hand, the black scale (now wrapped in silk and hidden inside a tin box), and a book I had stolen from the library (The Chronicles of Eldoria, Volume III, the one with the torn page that showed a serpent prince with eyes of living fire). I was tracing the outline of his face with a finger when I heard humming. Soft. Sweet. Like warm honey dripping off a spoon. Isla toddled around the corner, dragging a stuffed rabbit twice her size. She wore a white dress embroidered with tiny roses, grass stains already on the hem. Her curls were tied with blu

Ten pillows arranged into a fortress of comfort. Spadino is lying in the center of it. He is reading one of the books—a trashy romance novel he must have stolen from the staff quarters. He looks up as we enter. "Did you know the Duke is secretly a pirate?" Spadino asks, his eyes wide. "The plot twists in this thing are incredible." "Get up," Aureliano says. Spadino rolls off the bed. He bounces over to me. He is wearing sweatpants and nothing else. He looks soft, approachable, but the way he eyes my stomach is sharp and focused.

He was across the lawn with his brothers, accepting congratulations on behalf of the Blackwood family, looking every bit the untouchable heir even with his father in prison. His eyes tracked Ruby leaving. I saw the moment it hit him, saw his face go blank, his body freeze. He knew. But he didn’t move. Didn’t call out. Didn’t chase. Just stood there. Numb. The arrogant bastard let her go without a fight. Maybe he thought he didn’t deserve to stop her. Maybe he was scared of what keeping her would mean. Either way, he watched the mother of his child disappear. And said nothing. Life moved on. Dre started dating a graphic designer named Lena he met at a car show. She was funny, sharp, and didn’

My eyes curiously wonder over everything never before seeing such sights in my life. When we reach the end of the neighborhood, I see brightly colored wooden stalls now lining the streets in place of the homes. There are hundreds of people bustling about. The smell of bittersweet perfume and baked goods fills my nostrils. This city is alive and bright like nothing I have ever seen before, sure there are plenty of dragons living in the horde but it is nothing like this. "Incredible, is it not?” Daniel says. Daniel looks up at me beaming. "Indeed. There has never been anything like this back at the Perilous Mountain,” I reply.

Dovydas reassures me with a bright smile. "I will begin preparations for your departure, so please be ready. You should know, Eleonora, that the lands of the Horde of Fates is covered in snow; they have blizzards almost daily. These lands are very dangerous. Be sure your mate is well-protected; humans are very weak against the cold," Norveig informs me with a face of indifference.

He almost felt warm all over, and for the first time he noticed just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. Christian Ayettey groaned inwardly. What the fuck was happening to him?

”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.

A mist begins to fall over Dorian and me. Dorian holds his breath, trying to move away from the mist, but it continues to fall over him. I try to avoid the mist, but there’s nowhere to go. His eyes begin to look around wildly. He starts sniffing the air. Then he stiffens and closes his eyes. It looks like he is trying to control himself. A strange scent begins to permeate through the air. My manacles fall to the floor. Suddenly, my vision begins to blur, and my chest begins to rise erratically. My body heat thrums, and my breasts begin to feel heavy as wetness collect in my panties. I shuffle my feet uncomfortably, which makes things worse. Dorian’s head snaps at the sound of my shuffling. H

He reached up, gently touched the blood on her lip. “The Auditor,” Dante whispered. “The bone bread. The Pantry.” “You remember?” June asked, tears streaming down her face. “I remember everything,” Dante said. He pulled her close. “The rewind… it didn’t work. We stayed together.” Marcus and Raven got to their feet, looking exhausted but grinning. “That was close,” Marcus said. “I almost forgot how to do math for a minute.” June checked her belt. The Golden Book was still there, but it had changed. The cover wasn’t gold anymore—it was dark, rich soil. The pages were thin slices of dried wood. The book felt alive.