Fantastic Beast Author Novels & Stories

I hesitate for a moment, my mind awash with memories of Author Agness and whatever kind of witchcraft she’s done to me. With trembling fingers, I gather my courage and tap on the app, my heart starts to race once again as the familiar interface loads before me. I quickly type in ‘Author Agness’ on the search bar. Afterwards, her author profile appears. And there it is, in all its glory— her masterpiece, Bonded, the very book that has thrust me into this surreal nightmare.

"Hardly unarmed, My Dragon." "Time to go home, My Beastly Biker." She smirked up at him, then turning, she walked to the other side of the car to get in. Drake watched, hypnotized, at the sway of her hips. *********************************************************************************************** This is not the end of this story. I have at least one more chapter to do. If you would like to see something in particular, drop me a note on here, a DM, or a note on my profile.

I flipped through more pages, my anger growing with each entry. Alliance contact confirms they will pursue investigation based on provided evidence. Fabricated documents regarding child's death proving effective in establishing patterns of dark magic use. "He admits to fabricating the evidence," Finn said, reading another section. "Look here - he lists exactly what he created and how he made it look authentic." "Callister will have to believe this," Vera said. "It's written in Dr. Ashford's own hand." But it was the next section that made my blood run cold.

She just told her to hunt something for her. Carrie, on the other hand, went to the palace with Tristan because she wanted to be with her. Well, it was a good thing for Shea because she was starting to get bored. She finished reading a lot of books in the library, but she couldn’t find any clue about Denver’s inner beast. It’s just a good thing that it seemed to be tamed again. Now, she had nothing else to do but to have afternoon tea with Carrie and Shekinah – who was preparing something in the kitchen with the omegas.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

He inhaled deeply, drawing the mountain air and the lingering trace of scent into his lungs. He smelled the scorched wood from my First Moon flare. And he smelled Kieran. The silver in his eyes didn't just burn... it turned murderous. "He touched you," Caspian whispered. The voice didn't belong to a man. It was the low, vibrating growl of the Beast, vibrating through the floorboards. "You ran from my bed, out of my territory, straight into the camp of the male who sold you. And you let him put his hands on you?"

They sent her to study the monster. She never expected to fall in love with his prison. Dr. Elara Vance doesn't believe in curses. She believes in data, evidence, and cold hard facts. When she's dispatched to a remote mountain to investigate strange geological anomalies, she expects rocks and fossils—not a beast of bone and earth who speaks in the language of ancient glaciers. Kael has been trapped for a thousand years. Cursed, forgotten, and ravenous for any connection beyond the terror his very presence inspires. He expects Elara to scream. To run. To beg. She brings him a barometer and asks about his weather patterns. What begins as a battle of wills becomes something neither

Dear Gentle Readers, Thank you so so much for your support! Truly, it means the world. This author first started this book with no experience whatsoever when it comes to the werewolf genre however he has a bit of experience in writing fantasy upon having his book published by one of the major publishers under the name AJ Rosen. Regardless of how many views/reviews this book has right now, this author has fallen madly in love with the werewolf genre. So much so that he would bring you not one, but three more werewolf books under “A.R. Were World Series” ~

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“But sir, we have no authors and…..” “We have. One for now.” Aslan said excitedly. “Who?” “Phoebe Schmidt.”