Eragon Book Novels & Stories

Seraphina’s scent led him upstairs—through the corridor—straight to her room. He kicked the door open. Gently, reverently, he laid her down on the bed. Her hair fanned across the pillows. Her body glowed faintly. Her power still pulsing beneath her skin. “She’s burning with magic,” one of his Betas murmured. “She released it all at once,” Darian muttered, brushing hair away from her forehead. “Her body wasn’t ready.” Behind him, Kaelion and a few others barged in. “What the hell is going on?” Kaelion barked. “You can’t just—”

Shaking my head, I held out my hand for Grace and helped her get up. “Thank you,” I nodded. “I’m sorry but I can’t come. And if you want to fuck, you can choose from my friends to have their cocks fill in your cunt. I don’t fuck twice.” Then I walked away to go to my car. I massaged my forehead then stalked Erica again. I noticed that all of her pictures characterized her as a prim and proper lady, her clothes were perfectly fit on her body, it was so good, alluring, and addicting but not to the point that you will lust over her.

Her hair dangled, but was too drained to even move a finger. "Give me the book," Olga demanded. Her voice echoed, like a strong wind going with a storm. Mherkealla smirked. "I swear to protect this book with my life, Olga. If I die, I'll take it with me," Mherkealla said, hoarsely. Her consciousness was slowly fading. Another drop of blood. Olga traced Mherkealla's being and a sly smile formed from her lips. She found the bravery an obtuse act. If only Mherkealla could understand better, things wouldn't have come to this.

I have been surprised too many times today and I wouldn’t wish for that shit to happen ever again. First it was some fucker trying to hack into my company’s firewalls and now, consummation of marriage? …. I resumed walking and stopped only when I arrived at my room. A hiss tore off my lips upon seeing an entire room, different from the room I slept earlier this morning before the wedding. “You’re back,” Ava let out a small smile, pointing at the new change in my room. “What do you think?” Was she really doing this because she found the room too dark?

squeezing the Strong men's hands. "If you can't, let someone have him who will enjoy what he's offering," I said, "and take care of him. You know, it was the reading material of Julia's which prompted me to ask if she wanted to try slavery and share her initially. Almost all of them featured submission and she read a lot of reverse harem books where one woman is expected to service multiple men. You're the first real example I've seen of it in real life. I now know two women with multiple woman slaves and one other male with two slaves, but only you with two men. I know they're not submissive to you, but how do you like it?" "I adore it," Regina replied. "While sex with Ron was never bad, it

after the ancestor gave his congratulatory, a gateway appeared beside Earth and he was pulled out from the place and emerged back in the field of the academy where they first entered using the portal created by the vice master. Once Earth showed up in the field, he was greeted by Lark. They just made eye contact and nobody spoke. At last, to break the silence, Lark invited him back to the House of Library. Earth just followed him back to their place in silence. He gathered all the pieces of information he just discovered. He wanted to deny everything, but the reality was harsh to him. On their way to the house, the students saw him, what he didn’t know is that their batch was called the gold

By the time he got to the topmost floor, he was totally exhausted and was dripping with sweat like someone who had just had a shower. Without bothering to observe the the storey meant to home him for the next an hour, professor Ericson pulled his bag behind him and walked to the last room, and knocked on the door. A second later, the door flung open showing a student with a lot of tattoos. He had managed to smuggle them into the school. It wasn't Wilkes Milton. Definitely not.

Jorg smiled even as he remained standing, his bloodthirsty gaze flashing viciously as he raised his black machete and licked the blood off the edge. Eron was stupefied, and it took him a long while to regain his senses. "Oh, but… this has to be a misunderstanding!" he cried. "T-Things are amicable between my family and Sage Lake Sect, and I'm supposed to visit in a couple days to discuss my daughter's engagement with Maron Ocean. We're basically in-laws… did someone set you against me?" Sheer terror welled up within Eron as all sorts of possibilities crossed his mind, but he just could not understand why Sage Lake Sect was suddenly after him!

When I turned around, Eron was standing by the bookshelves like he had been there the whole time, his hood down, and his violet eyes fixed on me. "You were listening," I said. "Yes." Kaelith moved fast, putting himself between us, his hand going to his hip even though his blade wasn't there. Eron didn't look at him, he just kept staring at me. "So now you know," he said. His voice was low and calm. "What are you. What am I?" I stepped around Kaelith. "You're supposed to kill me. That's what the book said." "Yes." "Then why haven't you?"

He yelled, and I cringed at how angry he was. "Hey, man, chillax," Liam said calmly to his twin. "I don't know where the hell you hear that from. Don't ever ask about that again," Logan's voice went lower but still angry. I braced myself and took the courage to ask him. "Then what about the book." "What book?" He says in confusion as anger contorted the features of his face. "Your book of names of all the girls you've been in with? They have the start to the end dates next to their names. That book." I look straight into his eyes. "Tell me, Logan. Is my name in the book?"