Romans & histoires First Book In Throne Of Glass Series

"I know." "He's the crown prince of the oldest vampire bloodline on the planet." "I know." "He looked first." like, nora picked up her bag and started walking toward the vehicles. "I know. " she said She tucked it away with everything else. She would need better information before she knew what to do with it. What she did not know couldn't know, standing in that courtyard on her first day on an island she hadn't been able to find on any map was that Caspian Vael had looked at her the same way.

"That was different. We'd been drinking." "Mm-hmm." He selected a movie, something with dragons and medieval castles on the cover, and the screen came to life. For a while, they watched in comfortable silence. The story unfolded, a princess fleeing her kingdom, a reluctant knight sworn to protect her, magic woven through every scene. "This is actually good," Arabelle murmured during a quieter moment. "You sound surprised." "I am. I thought you'd pick something with excessive violence and explosions." Dante's lips quirked. "I save that for Tuesdays."

It’s about what happens when an ordinary girl is thrust into extraordinary circumstances, and how every choice she makes will shape not only her own future, but perhaps the fate of the entire kingdom. This is the first book in the Reign Evermore series, and while it begins with hope, wonder, and the sparkle of something new, I promise you that the road ahead will be filled with trials, triumphs, heartbreak, and unexpected twists. Everleigh’s journey is just beginning, and I cannot wait for you to walk beside her as she learns what it truly means to take control of her destiny. So thank you, again, for stepping into this story with me. Get comfortable, lose yourself in the palace halls, and p

"Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?" I released her. She stumbled back, clutching her red, blistered neck, her face pale with terror. She couldn't even speak. She just turned and ran down the hallway. I closed the door, my heart pounding, but my hand was steady. Later that night, I stood by my window. The air was cool on my skin. She deserved it, Veylara said, her voice satisfied. She challenged us, Seris agre

Before I completely lost consciousness, I saw Lorenzo pull me into his arms. “Annelise… my Annelise…” When I woke up again, I was lying on a large bed covered in rose petals. My hands and feet were bound apart with thick steel restraints. I was only wearing a thin black silk slip. “You’re awake, my principessa.” Lorenzo held a glass of red wine as he stepped out of the shadows. He had changed into a dark red silk robe, his collar wide open. He walked to the bedside and reached out. His hand traced along my exposed collarbone, slowly moving downward.

“And I suppose you already have a plan?” Sienna’s lips quirked into a faint smile. “I do.” She turned her gaze toward the throne, the shadows around it pulsing in response. “The First King was right. Someone must take the throne to bind the world anew. But it won’t be a sacrifice.” She lifted a hand, and the air crackled. “It will be a beginning.” A deep, resonant hum echoed through the Hollow Realm as the throne shifted. The jagged stone smoothed, reshaping into something more defined, more absolute. The fractures in the sky seemed to pulse in time with it, as if responding to her will.

She is not a Salve and she will never become a Slave even if it endangers her life. *Note* This story is completely separate from the next one in the series and can be read independently

Eryndra stopped as she stepped closer to her. Her heart hammered against her ribs, each beat echoing like thunder in her ears. The sword felt like molten lead in her trembling hands. Seraphina's tear-streaked face looked up at her, blue eyes wide with terror, lips moving in silent prayers to gods who seemed to have abandoned this cursed throne room.

I would appreciate it so much! As for what comes next, I will be working on The Legends of Glass Lake Series which will focus on the next generation of the Glass Lake as well as their friends and allies' children. Book one is still untitled but will focus on Mason Cross and Elena Stone as well as introducing new characters. I hope to begin publishing the first few chapters in early January and hope you'll join me for the ride. That's a wrap for Derek and Julia. For now. We'll see them again soon!

Every vampire born or turned had to be registered under the council, a body of five special vampires who ruled over every vampire in the country. Each member known as an elder. We all had to answer to them but I answered to no one. I was the girl whose birth was unscented, undisclosed. I had never met my mother, so I had no knowledge about authority as it went until I was nineteen. I had gone on a raid with a few of my friends as usual like the scavengers we were but I got caught by a protector. Being dragged like an animal to the council when my name wasn't found in the registry was one of the worst days of my life, the humiliation was real and I had swore to never relent to them. Suffice t