Ethel Cain Book Novels & Stories

After several minutes of contemplation, she remembered the slave auction where she had met Cain. "That's right, I can use it to divert some of the attention from House Windsor," Elen said, a sly grin forming as she clenched her teeth. Rubbing her wrist, a cross mark appeared on her skin. "Cain, I need you." A dark light flickered in Elen's room, and suddenly Cain appeared, now dressed casually, his features more distinct than when Elen had first met him at the auction. Cain had a sharp jawline, intense brown eyes, and black hair.

Cantilever leaned into it with the composure of an animal who had expected nothing less. “Elena’s story is going to be in that book,” Adrian said, still looking at the cat. “All of it. What she built and what was taken from her and who carried it forward and how. The whole line of it.” He looked up. “Including you. Including Ethan. Including this kitchen.” I looked around the kitchen. At the good light and the table that was large enough now

CAIN Pacing the length of my room, I’ve finally killed my phone. I couldn't handle the constant vibration of the world watching my humiliation. The click of the door has me spinning, claws halfway out. I expected Kai to burst in, ready to drag me to the obsidian shrine or humiliate me in front of his brothers while the car still smoldered. To my shock, it’s not the Alpha. "Cain?" Ethan Cole frowns, stepping inside and locking the door behind him.

Her exotic features made her noticeable out of the locals, plus the fact she worked as a masseur made her an easy target for lewd clients. “I’ll be fine,” I said cheerfully. “But before getting the cake, there’s a new book I want to get at Le Bookies.” “Sure.” He handed me a wad of notes. “I know you love to read.” “I have a job, dear.” “Think of it as an early Valentine’s present.” He pushed the notes into my pocket. “I’ll see you later in three hours.” The sun was just overhead. I headed towards the nearest bus stop to take the next ride to the neighbourhood shopping centre. It was a short wait. There, I immediately grabbed my book from the bookstore and paid with Jacques’ money.

Despite being called a traitor, she still treated his old home nicely. "What do you think?." Ethan brought out a huge book and showed it to Kai. "This book talks about almost everything that has to do with wars. Formats of attacks and defense." Ethan revealed as he opened the book for Kaizen to see. ‘This is it, the book’ Kai thought. "It's about time for our meeting, don't you think that we should head out now?." Ethan reminded Kai who was busy with the book. "You're right. We need to head out now."

"Before Black Hollow. Who would have known what to look for in a healer's workshop?" Cain was looking at the map. His jaw had the set that meant he was holding something very tightly in the compressed-still place. "Before Black Hollow," he said. "Elara kept her own history private. I knew she'd come from somewhere. I knew there were people she'd left behind." He paused. "I didn't ask. She didn't offer. I was seven." "There may be people in her records," Wren said. "Not the journals — those she kept about her work. But she wrote letters too. I found them at the back of the cabinet. I haven't read them." She looked at Cain. "With your permission."

A terrible, furious laugh rose in her throat. “That woman.” Theodore looked at her. Violet looked back at the page. Eleanor Cain had not just left clues. She had used the Cains’ own obsession against them. She had found the woman they were afraid to approach and written a contract that made Cain House invite her in. For the first time all night, Violet felt something other than fear. Awe. Grief. Rage. Respect. “Oh, Eleanor,” she whispered. “You absolute menace.” A sound escaped Theodore.

The psychopath raped her, caught her body to pieces, then burned it to ashes, sending the ashes to the cop as a gift. Spoiler alert!! Both the cop and the psychopath died. Ethan found such books entertaining and relaxing. He got them from the library at his house. Some days, he wondered why his father had such books in the library when he had three young, underage kids. Olivia peered behind Ethan's back. "What are you hiding, Ethan?" "Nothing," he said curtly, sliding the book into his drawer. He knew if his elder sister saw what he was reading, she wouldn't let him live a day without mentioning it.

Cain shook his head and said while looking at Eleanor's papers, "No! bad idea, his highness will never allow those kind of peoples to stroll around the imperial palace. You could never imagine how much he hates them." At his words, Eleanor jolted in surprise and thought, 'hates?! why?....then I,...if he know about the witch book in my possession, he will kill me....or worst, hates me?! sigh, I am so stupid, dying should be worst then him hating me. I should quickly get out of this palace before that happen.' "Wait, Lea! where did you get this?!" Cain enthusiatically shouted and brought her back to reality. "Ah! yes, I came this morning to talk to you about this..."

I clench my fists, Ethel looks to Thane. "Evette," Thane's voice has a hint of a warning, but this didn't feel right to me. "I understand that she's lost her shit, but have you ever wondered why?" "I don't need to know why," Ethel says, her voice slightly strained," She killed her own sister, and that fact that your defeating her is shameful." My blood was boiling, I walk up to Ethel, "You don't want to face Lilia because you know you fucked up. So your making Thane do it. That's what's fucking shameful."