Romans & histoires Elvis Cole Novels In Order

Note: While it might seem strange to some to have a large time jump in a book, Please know that in the original series, this is chapter one of book three. I have combined all four books into one long story. Just before there is any confusion. ***************************************************************************** Chapter Fifty Eight ** 100 Years Later ** Cole’s Point of View

Eve’s eyes lit up. I leaned closer and cautioned her. "Eve, you might have to endure a bit longer. We need Dad to lower his guard." We had planned many escape attempts before, but they had all failed. Every year on this day, Dad would lock Eve up with heavy chains before leaving. However, I didn’t expect Eve to fall ill that very night. She was burning with fever, her body covered in a rash of red welts, and she slipped into unconsciousness.

“Only because it’s an emergency.” Elmo rubbed his eyes, and blinked away fatigue. As his vision cleared he found himself looking at Lucas’ bookshelf, and his heart sank as he surveyed the spines of books his friend loved so much. There were copies of The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators and The Secret Seven, as well as modern mystery thrillers by authors such as Lee Child and James Patterson. But there were also older novels that Elmo recalled as movies on TCM but had never read. He saw Treasure Island and Ivanhoe, Tom Sawyer and Robinson Crusoe.

Book 3 in the Divine Order Series. Follow Harper and Elias as they enter the Neverplain to search for the pieces of Marcus's Soul, and have the most life changing battle of their lives.

ALEX POV: We had already reached the nearest pillar where we concealed ourselves. Elsa stood quite close to me, her chest threatened to pierce mine with its softness. Our eyes met in what felt like a moment. I couldn't hear the voices anymore. All I could see was the beauty so close to me. Her lukewarm breath touched my neck, making my insides churn with excitement. Elsa had a smoothly sculpted chin; I noticed it more now, and she appeared more mature than before.

“My good people of Equivale. It is with a heavy heart and deep sadness that I announce to you all that your king, queen, and eleven of the royal heirs to the kingdom along with many of the occupants of this building, were all cruelly assassinated recently. I know that I fell from favor with my father a few years ago, but I found peace in the new life I started and hoped for nothing but the best for my family. So, it is an even more devastating blow to discover that my eldest brother Colton not only plotted to kill his siblings to ensure his rise to the throne. But he also murdered our parents.

One Month Later Oliver sat back in the driver’s seat of his pickup truck and cautiously sipped at the piping hot coffee he’d just gotten from a drive-thru a block away. He’d tried calling Eliza on multiple occasions but it just kept going into voicemail. He left a few messages but got no response. Then, one day the number was no longer in service. He’d been devastated to discover that she’d run away after Richard showed up. Although, he couldn’t blame her. She had no idea that they were talking about werewolves. From the tone of the conversation, she probably thought that his brother was a murderer.

Just as I'm about to start teaching the class that showed up on time, Cole and Lacey come through the door. Cole looks like shit. His hair is a mess and his blue school tie is just hanging around his neck loosely, the top button on his shirt not done up either. Dark hickys cover his neck and for some reason, that makes me jealous. I notice the huge flask he has in his hand and make a note to check if that's vodka or not. You can't put things like that past Cole. Lacey looks like she has a hangover too, just she has managed to hide hers more efficiently than Cole has.

I spent the first part of the flight, hacking into security systems to try to identify the leader of the attack. I had just taken a break when Evelyn crashed into me. I could still feel the heat of her skin on mine through the fabric of our clothes. I could’ve cared less about the whiskey spill, all I wanted and still wanted was to rip off her clothes and sit her on my lap to ride me until we were both spent. It took all of my will power not to go into the bedroom that she currently occupied to get this pent up sexual tension out of me. Since the moment I laid eyes on her, I had a permanent hard on for her.

There was a time when precisely because of my eyes the loneliness I form I participated in my trainings what made me even lonelier and it was precisely because of him and thanks to him being the only one who did not fear me that I was able to advance so much in such discipline. … On Sunday it is noticeable in the atmosphere next to a tranquility as much too overwhelming morning after helping grandma in the chores and after lunch I go up to my room to rest. When I open the door, my eyes stumble on that small shelf that welcomes me to my room, my eyes immediately turn to the new book I had recently bought, in its paste it shines in a bright red color framed next to some eyes that shine in a ye