Hidden Arsenal Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"You have information we need before the full moon. Share it willingly and honestly and we don't hand you to anyone." "And if I decline?" "Then Aldric decides what to do with someone who tried to corrupt two of his watchers." She looked at Aldric. He looked back with the particular expression of someone who had been alive long enough that patience and threat had become indistinguishable. She turned back to me. "The hidden chapter in the third book," she said. "You found it." "Yes." "Then you know about the second anchor point." I went still. Behind me I felt Milrac go still too.

--- Memories --- Silence. --- Aren carefully opened the first page. --- And froze. --- For a photo was pasted there. --- A picture of them. --- Of everyone. --- In the clearing. --- The day the door was closed. --- No one had taken that photo. --- No one. --- Beneath it was a handwritten line. --- Handwriting Aren recognized immediately. --- Unsteady. --- A bit crooked. --- But unmistakable. --- > Chapter 1 --- Slowly, he turned the page.

THE WRONG VOW (MISTAKENLY MARRIED TO THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE) CHAPTER 10: PROJECT GENESIS The underground facility trembled violently. A piercing alarm echoed through every corridor. "Warning! Project Genesis has been activated. Security lockdown initiated." Red emergency lights flooded the chamber, replacing the bright white lights with an eerie crimson glow. Emily instinctively stepped closer to Alexander. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. The floor beneath them shook again. Pieces of concrete crashed from the ceiling, forcing everyone to move away from the center of the room.

It took them awhile, but they managed to go through everything and pack up the useless stuff. Angel was in the office going through the desk while two of staff members were packing up the books inside when one of them went to grab another book and the whole shelf moved. Her father who had just been standing there looked at her oddly and she shrugged, she hadn’t known the room was there either. When they opened it, they found what appeared to be a secret office in what was intended to be a panic room. There was a lot of paperwork, financial information, a lot of things that didn’t make sense right off. Until Angel looked at it closer and saw the pattern. It turned out Kingsley hadn’t just bee

I really would like to pat myself on the shoulder for the strength it took to plunge the blade straight into his racing heart before I slid out from beneath him. The vial with the snake venom Castello gave me on the night of our first encounter is concealed in one of the soles of my shoe, which is tucked away at the bottom of my wardrobe. I have not yet built up the courage to use it against him. The car comes to a halt on the third floor, and I relish the extra time the brief stop affords me to savour the gooey caramel chocolate-covered bar that melts delectably on the tip of my tongue.

Justin looked from a distance and walked up to them “Just like the rest, another abandoned house” he said “I don’t think so. That grave looks like it was dug hours ago. It is still fresh and if Phillip did bury your child then this could be the house” she said Damian looked at her and sped into the house. He saw a sweatshirt. His eyes glowed and he sniffed it. He knew it was Anna’s immediately. Alex and Justin came in with Sally “Anna was here. That is her sweatshirt. Can we look for secret doors or something? Anything out of the ordinary!” Damian said, looking around.

The building stood like an undeveloped building but it was just a decoy as the main compartments were underground, from the sophistication of light and visibility but mostly, from the scent of their worst enemies, the werewolves. Deep underground was a very wide room, it was so wide it simulated a colosseum but with walls crusted in ancient Jewish terminologies, the floor was smooth and sandy but the air was as soothing the sky. He jumped down from a ladder into the panle that looks like a tunnel, he halted as two men approached him but immediately gave him a positive nod that further augmented his momentum into the large room. In the room, he saw women, men and children chatting silently an

Dmitri gazed at the crusted bloodstains on the rotted wooden floor as Quinn heaved heavily, “I’m gonna puke.” “All of you, leave the room and search the area again,” Dmitri ordered and they gratefully left the room, no hesitation. As much as the smell and sight of this room were awful, he knew he could stand it. Like the other rooms, this study needs to be searched for anything and everything, no matter how disgusting and revolting it is. He made his way over to the large desk that sat on the other side of the room, ignoring the bloodstains and the mummified flesh that has dropped onto it, and rummaged through the yellowed papers of spells and ways to torture and drawings of her victims. Dmi