Gilded Book Series Novels & Stories

for exotic sweets, he and his men disguised themselves as merchants. Ironic that this place looked undeveloped compared to the rest, probably to hide the nefarious deeds being done there out of international human rights radar. Having the sense to buy some contact lenses and wigs and body makeup, it was easy to disguise his coloring. He used black contacts to hide his eyes but he left his hair as is. They were led inside a decadent looking villa in the middle of the desert. They prepared drugged sweets as sample for whoever will ask for one. The drug will take gradual effect so they won’t be suspected of anything. As soon as they entered the villa, Devlin was not surprised to see heavily ar

Wing’s warning wasn't a threat; it was a sentence. Near the dining room entrance, two uniformed guards—men hired for their size and their terrifying silence—shifted their weight. The sound of their boots on the marble was a subtle, unmistakable motion designed to intimidate her, to trigger the "prey" instinct that would force her to crawl back for safety.

Thank you for reading The Beta and the Jewel Thief - Book 6 of the Delta's Daughter series. I would like to kindly ask you all to leave me a review on the about book page. This helps me as an author and my stories get noticed on the app. Just a few words and a great rating would be appreciated. Now I know I left this book with another cliffhanger... You still love me I know it. ;) I also know there are a few questions. Not everything could be explained, the story had well superseded any of the other books in regards to word count.

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

Tiaorun handled the heavier boxes — documents, shoes, toiletries — his movements efficient and precise. “You travel light,” he noted. “I didn’t plan to stay long.” He glanced at her. “Why not?” She paused, her hands stilling on a book. “I didn’t want to get attached. It’s easier when nothing feels like home.” He said nothing to that. But he taped the box in his hands more gently than before. --- Midway through, they both knelt near the final open box. Lin Wei reached for a small ceramic mug — a chipped one with faded blue blossoms on its rim.

The seating chart was on a small ivory card on the sideboard, and Eleanor checked it as they came in and found that Preston had not been invited, which she registered as either mercy or strategy and could not immediately determine which. She was seated between her uncle Gerrard and Daniel. Gerrard was seventy, red-faced, jovial in the specific way of men who have never had to moderate themselves and have mistaken this for good humor. He collected American antiques. Eleanor had, in the car, considered warning Daniel about Gerrard, and had decided against it for the same reason she’d decided against the shirt: Daniel didn’t need to be managed. Daniel needed to be allowed. Gerrard found Daniel

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

She replied with some good questions. “It’s too early to tell if there is to be another war, I knew this would be hard for you due to you dad’s passing in the last one, I would listen to Sapphire if she has advised that there will be then this might be the case and you will be ready. You are strong and powerful in your own right and the goddess always has a plan. I think she might be the only golden wolf; this could be a great thing being very rare or could be bad as some might seek you out for selfish reasons.” I explained as she nodded along with my answers.

But there was something else tugging at me as well—something far older than their rivalry… My eyes fell on the leather-bound book I had taken from the library yesterday. Its spine was cracked, and the scent of dust and forgotten centuries clung to its pages. ‘A long way to go,’ I muttered as I pulled it onto my lap, brushing my fingers over the embossed Gemini crest on the cover. ‘Hopefully, you'll have answers for me.’ ‘Hope so…’ Kira murmured, she had now come slightly to the surface, her eyes glinting with curiosity.

He imagined the Gryphon King and Lord Orc in a gruesome traid penetration with the slave girl, stripping off whatever dignity was left of her while their wives stayed awake, untouched by their husbands. In truth, their sordid habits or utterances didn't only make Kaelric sick, it was their entire existence he desired to burn. “Going for s-sixty gold c-coins to King Gry—” “—a hundred gold coins.” The goblin was interrupted as the words left Kaelric's mouth before he realized it.