Elle James Books Novels & Stories

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

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_Barely_ _Just finished a book_ The three dots appear instantly. He was waiting. _Which one_ Elma looks at the paperback on her bed. The spine is cracked wrong from how fast she read it. _The God of Small Things_. She bought it last week because the cover was blue and she was tired of grey. _The one I bought last week_ _Took me one day_ Another pause. Longer this time. Then: _That is a record for you_ _You used to read one chapter a month_

I refused to let myself think of Asher, or I would try to look for him, and what would I tell all the people around me when they asked why I was looking for the alpha king. I tossed the letters into the box and grabbed the trinkets then I saw it beneath the letters, was a small book—a smaller journal, bound in soft leather. This one appeared older than the one I had found earlier in her drawer, its pages were slightly yellowed. Flipping it open, I found pages on pages of entries all dating back to the time before her death. Each word painted a vivid picture of her life. The first time I saw Elias, I thought he was a ghost. He moved through the gardens with such grace, his silver hair catchi

" Ella simply nodded and closed the door as she went out of the room. I nodded my head as I watched her go and went back to the window. First of all it was the book that had me in a fix, then what happened last night just had to happen and now I am more than confused. I can't even say what I'm supposed to be doing right now. I just know I'm not leaving this room until someone comes here to tell me what in hell is going on here. Did normal people always have the power to suddenly turn into something else, or something other than human at this point? I couldn't tell. I don't even know how to react to this sort of news. I walked back to the bed and got the book out from under my pillow. Ella ha

I did my best to take care not to scratch the leather, but when it fell into my arms, I noticed what looked like a fresh dig. Books were not as common in that era as they were in the future so I felt bad about causing damage to it. My lamenting lasted only briefly. An intense curiosity took over just as soon as I realized that it was a journal. It was not just any journal, either. This journal belonged to the late Elsbeth Sleuth. Could the deep, dark family secret be discovered within its pages? I simply had to find out. Lowering myself into a comfy nearby chair, I opened to the first page and focused on the elaborate handwriting. It took some time to familiarize myself with her dramat

The archives smelled of smoke. Not the cozy kind from the hearth, but the acrid, chemical stench of magic—faint, but enough to make Elara’s scar tingle. She’d spent three days buried in Eleanor’s journals, and still, the words “the fire comes next” burned in her mind like a brand. Ellie sat at her feet, sorting through a pile of leather-bound books, her tiny fingers tracing the sigils on their covers. Every so often, she’d pause, tilt her head as if listening to a secret, and tuck a book aside.

William. I got to the estate and rushed to the mages' room. Ellis was there trying out some spells. The frustration on her face indicated she wasn't making any headway. " To what do we owe this surpr..." Melena began and paused to sniff the air. " Rot" was the only word that came out of her. Jasper stood next to me, nervous. " Where is this stench from?" She asked, and I handed her Adam's journal. " What is this?" she asked, taking the book from me.

As if waiting in the wings, a young woman who I guessed to be in her mid-twenties quickly scooted in front of her. Dropping to her knees before the formidable woman, she said, “Yes, my queen. How can I serve you?” Gesturing for the new arrival to rise to her feet, the queen said in a firm and steady tone, “Jassy, this is Esmerelda from the third dimension. She requires training to enhance her magical abilities.” The woman the queen had just called Jassy looked directly at me and smiled. “Her perimeter is full and healthy looking.” Queen Mila gave a knowing smile and a short nod. “I agree. Take her to the compound and work with her. She is to go on mission to find Melissa.”

The first thing that Lila did when she recovered from her fainting spell was to focus on her surroundings. They looked familiar. Yet, her still muddled mind couldn’t quite place them. It took several minutes of study before she realized that she was back in the wing of the vampire castle where she and Jasper had spent so many months. The room was closer to the lab than the one she’d occupied before her escape and much smaller. She’d used it to nap in a few times when she wanted a brief break from the lab but didn’t want to be too far from Jasper in case he needed her.