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Face peeking from between the covers, elbow crooked over her head, the empty suit of her flesh spread before her, her eyes met his. They twinkled, the blue brighter than before. “You see?” he said, the remnants of her body gathered together and still in-hand. “Our Eidolon was right. You do have a book in you.” He stretched his arms wide, her supple skin a tapestry to be trimmed and cut, polished and stitched. To wrap and protect her cover. “There are tales to be told.” Chin slipping past stitches, fingers sinking between pages, the book finished its feast. The war unwinnable, her battle lost.

My eyes opened instantly to see Knox staring at us with a cold look in his eyes. I gasped. “Knox?” THE END * * Watch out for part 2 of this book: Return Of The Hybrid Queen

I chuckled, closing the distance between us and watching her smile wear off. “You have no idea what’s coming for you, Adeline.” I spat. “Today, you will be exposed. I don’t make promises or threats, my words are like an impending doom, they always come true.” “Watch your tongue!” “You watch yours!” “Enough,” Adeline gritted. “I will end this drama here. I have a witness that will clarify everything.” I frowned at her words, a witness? What was she on about now? Who was this mysterious witness?

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

Adeline refused to answer my calls and texts, I sure know how she feels about not wanting to see me, I just pray I'm not too late. Rushing into the Mansion No staff greeted me, I had texted them earlier to give the place privacy. Up the curved staircase, past framed black-and-white photographs of city skylines and forgotten family portraits, I moved with purpose toward the master suite. The door was ajar. Inside, Adeline sat on the edge of the bed, still in the charcoal blazer and silk blouse she’d worn to the office that morning. Her knees were drawn together, phone cradled in both hands like something fragile and poisonous. The screen glowed against her face, illuminating the tracks of dri

Evans I lay in the dark, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Beside me, I felt the mattress shift. Hailey sat up, her movement sharp and jagged. I kept my eyes closed, forcing my breathing to stay shallow, but I could feel her focus on me. It wasn't just a gaze; it was a physical weight. Her ability was out of control, radiating off her in waves of heat that made the air in the room feel thin. I knew she felt it. She felt the rot of the lie I had been carrying since the day we stood at the altar. I waited, counting the seconds in the silence, until I heard her feet hit the carpet. She moved like a ghost, her footsteps receding toward the door. Only when the soft click of

Micah POV I woke this morning for the last day of final exams. I immediately walked across the hall to wake up my brothers, then next door to my sister’s room and find she is still gone? What the hell? This is not like her at all. There is no way in hell she would miss the last day of final exams. I went to the kitchen and found grandma in tears, “Grandma, where is Adele?” She just shook her head and pointed to grandpa. I went in the living room and asked, “Grandpa, what is going on?” He replied, “She never came back last night. She left in the early evening last night.” I ran to the garage and saw her motorcycle, so she couldn’t have gone far. I asked, “Was she in wolf form?” Grandpa replie

Adelina had had her own agenda since the start. If I didn’t live in a heavily guarded compound such as the Ethereal packhouse, she would’ve stolen the Book of the Damned as well. Perhaps she was currently cultivating her plan and waiting for the right time to put it in motion. With a flick of my wrist, I summoned a ball of red smoke and placed my hand on the front cover of the book. I wasn’t entirely sure what I was doing, but I was hoping I could charm the book to prevent Adelina from stealing it. I lifted my hand and was satisfied to see that the red smoke stuck to the book like a second skin.

He cums inside her, holding her tightly against his body and feeling as if he just poured his soul into her. Madeline slithers onto the ground, curling into herself, her body spent from the lovemaking. She marvels about the just discovered bodily pleasure that she's never known before. Can she ever remain the same after this one encounter? She yawns groggily, closing her eyes to sleep but not before she feels Adrian's arm around her. They fall asleep together on the grass floor with the Moon goddess keeping watch over them. •

I am not certain if this means she despises me more than I know, or—the latter. For this being before me—my breath is harsh against my lips, my wolf is a feral spark in the glint of my eye— will either guide me, or I will fail, and fall. Fall. Falling. gods, I am falling. I stare at her, watch her breathe, delicate and alluring yet bold in her venture into the bowels of the endless. My eyebrows gather. No ordinary being can be here, at this moment as I am. Adeline was no ordinary being. She was bound to a being of chaos, that is what gave her access to the endless.