Halo Book 3 Novels & Stories

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

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Talon nodded, exchanging a few quiet words with him before seeing him out. The moment they were alone, Halo exhaled sharply and let herself sink back into the pillows. "I cannot believe you called a doctor," she muttered. Talon leaned against the bed, arms still crossed. "I cannot believe you are blaming me when you are the one who ran straight into furniture." She scowled. "Because you stole my book!" His lips twitched. "And that was worth nearly knocking yourself out?" "I did not plan on it," she grumbled, shifting slightly before wincing.

“The only thing I remember is a halo. A halo burned black into a white wall.” “Fuck!” I stand up and start marching down the hallway. “What? What did he say?” Adrian slips beside me. “Find Milo. I need Kilanney!” I bark at him. “We need maps.” “Why the hell do you need Kilanney?” Milo asks from the waiting room chair with Kiara’s sleeping head on his shoulder. “I need Honey.” I snap back. “Fuck!” He wakes Kiara up. She rubs at her eyes. “Honey?” Adrian asks confused. “What the hell do you need an Angel for?” Kiara mumbles. “To find Kim.”

As Caitlin flew over the Bronx, she was horrified to see the extent of the devastation occurring on the streets beneath her. On block after block, there was bloodshed, vampires gorging on humans, openly in the night. There were also humans attacking humans, trying to flee in the chaos. It was anarchy. And she couldn’t help but feel responsible. If she’d had just held onto the Sword, if she hadn’t let it slip away, perhaps none of this would’ve happened.

Damn it, this wasn't an action movie. I growled at something very rude, fasted my M19 harder, and sprinted down the sidewalk on this side of the street. I never let our prey out of my sight for a moment. It was almost like a slalom. Again and again I had to avoid people and then I almost ran into a shelter. There was room for a handful of people in these small buildings. If you had to get to safety from a prole, you could run in there, seal the room and call the venators from inside via an emergency column.

When Helena launches her final evil power to Lyka, I interfere shielding her from what is coming. Boom! It hits me like a hurricane throwing me to the side that before I have a moment to process everything or see Lyka's beautiful face one more time, darkness envelopes me

Freddy Gonzales. I peered at the other end, hoping to see refuge. From there I see stairs leading to another door. Gathering up my wits, I started to run, ignoring the pain in my legs. As I ran, I noticed the door was fading. It's like water that starts to ripple and the image starts to distort. The door, gray and metallic, started to crystalline. And as odd as it sounds, glinting stars and city lights started to materialize behind it.

He could smell it in the air, see it all around him and almost taste it on his lips. After roughly two minutes, he got the reward for deciding to follow the path he had taken. The three hostels stood side by side like three giants leading a troop of soldiers to war. The buildings were misty in the distance but from where he was, he knew they were the building he and the other new intakes sought after. He had led them in the right path, he thought. He was sure to be a great Alpha. All he needed do was take care of Harold which his mother was on to already.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”