El Dorado Novel Novels & Stories

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

My hands sweat, and the back of my neck itches irrationally. “Is that why it is? Because of the rushed wedding? That man comes looking for you a month after you split up?” This time it’s Dawson speaking. As the weeks have gone by, I’ve learned to tell them apart inside out. The smallest detail makes me realize who is Darío and who is Dawson. Even more so after learning that Dawson has more golden hair than Darío. It seems my brother-in-law has spent considerable time in the seaside part of the country. “Where are you going?” inquires Darío when he senses me walking away.

Tears impaired her vision. Chloe’s lungs ached as she sucked in air and her heart beat wildly as she ran as fast as her legs would go. She had no specific destination in mind. It didn’t matter since she didn’t know much about where she was anyway. The only thing she did know was that the dangers of being captured by Antoh Sudnik seemed more appealing than remaining in a land filled with giants who could turn into a dragon at any time. She wanted to go home.

they grit their teeth. Loraine looks at her betrothed beside her. “Tell me more about Dordrich. What kind of person is he, how did I come into contact with him?” she asks him. Aziel sighs and begins to rub his forehead. Dordrich is the last thing he wants to talk about right now, but he cannot refuse Loraine's wish. He gives her a brief account of what happened until she found out that she was pregnant in Barbados and didn't inform Dordrich. After he went bankrupt, she returned to New York and told him about their son.

Nelly caught up to me, her eyes still sparkling with curiosity, but I ignored her, my mind preoccupied with thoughts of Eden. Author's POV The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. Dora lay on the bed, her head resting on one arm as she gazed adoringly at Nathan. He slept peacefully beside her, half-naked and utterly captivating. A soft smile played on her lips as she reminisced about the previous night's events. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a shiver ran down her spine as she recalled the pleasure he had brought her.

And I can't wait to share Doris and Brad's story with you soon in the next book in the duology— "Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice" Big Heart, Bethel W.C. Eke

Doreon felt a shiver run through his body, no one was moving or breathing, everything was still. "I can't deny you something that doesn't belong to you," Doreon replied without any emotion, a voice that didn't even sound like his own. The man looked him straight in the eye. "Too bad," he said, shrugging. "Your bones will adorn my garments." Then he spread his arms and the sky exploded with a rumble that shook the earth. **** For any news on the book, f****w me on @/cristina_v_author

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

Her village was one of the small nameless village that thrived at the foot of the Vamier mountains. She knew that she never belonged there. The children of the village were dark haired headed and brown eyed. She was different. With pale skin that looked like she was born under the cold mountains of Everus and hair as white as snow and eyes a bright amber auburn that looked fiery in the light.

It was an awkward fact, but it didn’t lessen his feelings for her one whit. She had been abandoned in Lonesome Dove by a gambler who decided she was bad for his luck; she lived over the Dry Bean and was known to receive visitors of various descriptions, but Newt was not a young man to choke on such details. He was not absolutely sure what whores did, but he assumed that Lorena had come by her profession as accidentally as he had come by his. It was pure accident that he happened to be a horse wrangler for the Hat Creek outfit, and no doubt