Harbinger Series Novels & Stories

He had given me an ultimatum that smelled like incense and blood: Marry the girl, Derek, or I will ensure the Hawthorne girl meets the same unfortunate end your mother did. He wasn't bluffing. He never was. I was playing a game of chess with a devil who owned the board. I had to buy time. I had to build the Black Box, the digital ledger of every bribe, every murder, and every cleansing my father had ever ordered. But until that evidence was ready to be detonated in the face of the world, I had to be the doting son. I had to be the fiancé. The SUV turned into the long, winding drive of my Estate. The massive stone structure loomed out of the darkness, a gothic tomb built on decades of secrets

I tried my age which didn’t work. I tried my birthdate and it didn’t work, but the second I tried my birth year it opened. - End Of Chapter 28: Eat & Code -

I told her just as Finn came into the room. She nodded to me, and I turned my attention to him. “Alpha,” he began. “We found these on the bodies of Bianca, Tobias, and Malcolm,” he said, holding out three identical rune etched pieces of lapis lazuli on gold chains. “What are they?” I asked him. “I’m not sure,” he said. “Some kind of protection charm or something, I’d imagine.” I picked one up out of his hand, and Everly gasped. “Whoa, that was weird,” she whispered.

Thunder rolled like death’s breath. And then a whisper carried across the air. **“It remembers you too.”** They all turned as the sky tore open and a shape began to descend. It was not flesh. Not smoke. Not anything *natural.* A jagged wound of teeth and eyes and time itself. The Harbinger stepped back, his voice no longer calm. **“Run.”**

Everything a sanguis had is bloody red eyes, fur, and two long tails slowly swaying, following the air. I thought that I may have seen a sanguis before, in the middle of the forest when I was a kid when my father knocked on an unfamiliar door and - “She’s shifting back!” Alarick hurriedly approached the prisoner and covered her with the suit he was wearing. I looked at Alarick, who was now lifting the unconscious prisoner. I nodded when I got what he was thinking. “We cannot let her stay here.”

Bo tells him, before glancing at Gray. “No, of course not,” Gray says with a sigh. “There was nothing you could have done to prevent this from happening.” “I have caught wind of a rumor,” Alazaer says slowly, cautiously. “Supposedly there is still some wolfsbane out East.” “Where?” Bo asks. Alazaer drops his gaze down to the ground. “Alazaer,” Gray says. “Where?” “Maine,” Alazaer answers reluctantly. Gray barks out laughing.

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With a determined expression, Seraphina whispered to herself, "Agnes, you are our beacon of hope. With your powers restored and your newfound strength, we will face the darkness that seeks to consume us. Together, we will prevail." As she closed the scrolls that had granted her this glimpse into the future, Seraphina couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose. The challenges ahead were daunting, and the mysteries that shrouded their adversary remained unsolved. But with Agnes by their side, they had a fighting chance, and Seraphina was ready to stand with her fellow witches and confront the shadows that threatened their world.

As it neared, the figure became clearer — a massive, winged creature, unlike anything we'd ever seen, with eyes that burned with an all-too-familiar malevolence. "It's the Harbinger," Elena whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "The ancient legends spoke of its return, but I never believed... It's said to herald the end of all realms." Our victory against the Sirens, as monumental as it was, seemed to have awakened an even greater threat. We had won a battle, but the war was far from over.

“Nothing, unless you’re planning to sleep for the next two years. Patty, you’re having twins.” “What!” Patty and Carter yelled in unison. Patty’s breathing became shallow. “What . . . how . . . how accurate is that thing?” “Very accurate,” Dr. Johanson said with a smile. “There’s no doubt. There are two heartbeats, and the second surprise is coming around the first one.” Carter and Patty gapped at the monitor. Sure enough, there were two fetuses shaped like seahorses now. “Oh, god,” Patty breathed. “How did this happen?”