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Terribly wrong. "He's changed," Siron whispered, more to himself. "Since the tomb... he's fighting something inside him." Kit took a deep breath. "You said your mother told you to look for records. We brought this book." He produced a thick book he had managed to grab from the shelf before fleeing. Its cover was worn brown, inscribed with Gothic letters: Die Verlorenen Chroniken von Aethelford (The Lost Chronicles of Aethelford). The Self-Falling Book. When the hands chased them, this book had slid from the high shelf and fallen right in front of Siron's feet, as if pointing to itself.

Is predominately ruled by a monarchy who is advised by a council of the heads of guild. List Of Characters: Sylvie: Our dashing heroine. Originally from the earth realm. Black hair, blue/purple colored eyes, short and clumsy. Uncommon Mage. Xander: Prince of Everaya. Blonde, brown eyed and infuriatingly handsome. Uncommon Mage Demon Lord: Enslaver of Realms. Enemy of the kingdom of Everaya. Frank: Owner/Manager of Jitter, the café where Sylvie is employed.

After walking for a little while, they finally got to a door, Helen pulled the door open quietly, making sure it doesn't make a lot of sound. Walking inside, Eve saw Eva and ivy. "Are they also maids to the king." she thought. "She's the new maid that will be joining you, inform his highness." Turning to Eve, she smiled and said. Good luck. she turned and left the room. "I can't believe this, we'll all be working together." Eva said, smiling happily. we don't have time to rejoice now, we have to join Liz in preparing the bath. Ivy said. They took Eve with them to the bathroom to prepare the Prince's bath.

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

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I shifted in my heels, feeling discomfort under the unfamiliar man's slimy scrutiny. He didn't bother to hide the dark lust that simmered and consumed the greens in his orbs. "This is Ellie," Lorenzo said, his hand moving to rest on my hip in a gesture that was unmistakably possessive. "Elijah's sister. She's also a member of the Black Rose now." Something shifted in Vincent's expression. His eyes became hungrier, more calculating, as they traveled slowly down my body and back up. I felt like livestock being appraised at auction.

I looked at it and froze. No, I think I looked at it, died, and came back a statue. My heart that was beating rapidly before just stopped altogether. I couldn't breathe anymore. My lungs quit their job and stopped functioning. Then we made eye contact. No. Then I believe I blacked out. The last thing I remember seeing were those haunting gray-blue orbs ... ************** Thanks everyone for reading so far... Here is the end of book one on THE VICIOUS ALPHA.. Please, kindly leave an encouraging comment, review and highlights. Keep sending your votes and stars... I appreciate and love you all.

Livian shrugged and waited for Charles to say the words they were waiting for him to utter Charles took a deep breath to stop himself from passing out in shock and closed the folder. When he opened it, he found that to his dismay, the contents were just like they were when he opened it the first time. There were a few pictures of a young woman, with scars littering her skin. Her face had been pixelated but it was obvious that she had been battered. In the next pictures, her torn clothes were obviously soiled. It had taken a while for Charles to comprehend what Livian was getting at until he saw the next picture, which had been taken from a surveillance Camera. Declan was holding a woman and

POV: Ilyra The further we pushed into the heart of the marsh, the more the ground seemed to dissolve beneath us until we were wading through waist-deep water that was black as ink and thick with the smell of rotting lilies, and I could feel the cold pressure of the bog pressing against my ribs as we approached the Sunken Cathedral. Vaelor was struggling more than he wanted to admit, his breathing coming in heavy hitches while he gripped his sword in one hand and my shoulder with the other, and I could feel the sudden, jagged spikes of his terror through the bond because the water was alive with the pale, shifting lights of the dead. These weren't the mindless wisps from the edge of the swamp

At night, she hears whispers in the water. On the third night, Evelyn sees a flickering light drifting down the river. She follows it—drawn by something she doesn’t understand—and finds a wooden boat with a burning lantern and an old journal inside. The pages are filled with entries from a woman named Alara who speaks of binding spells, river spirits, and a curse upon her bloodline. The last page is stained and unreadable