Holiday Reinhorn Books Novels & Stories

Staying like this until I stand and look out over the horizon, past the forest to the vast open land below. I lift my head and rear back - I call Ruda forward and we let out our loudest howl. The Roar of an Alpha, the call of a warrior, the command of a king. The power of my wolf. This is what they will feel when they hear my call. The howl of The Forsaken Prince. For I am Hunji: The Legend. ***THE END*** ***REMEMBER I ALWAYS POST AN ADDITIONAL CHAPTER AND BONUS CHAPTER FOR THE NEXT BOOK***

I heard a very husky voice from far away. I was trying to open my eyes by batting my eyes lashes several times but I felt weak. I finally opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was the gigantic chandelier which brightened the whole place. The bed I was laid on was soft as hell and I felt it was sucking me in.

And her hand, drawn from her muff, hid itself in the hand of the knight. “Do you consent?” asked Hegwin. “I do!” answered Corinna; “and I know that I could not find a more honorable man in all Postar.” “God reward you! God reward you, Corinna!” said the knight, covering the hand with kisses. “A greater happiness could not meet me. Only tell me that you are not angry at yesterday's confidence, so that I may find relief of conscience.” “I am not angry.” “Oh that I could kiss your feet!” cried Sir Geswer.

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.

' Rinny was in good humour again and falling easily into our banter. 'Yes, all delivered, nice and cosy. And they're not stinky witch books, it’s just you’re allergic to anything wholesome. They're powerful grimoires with more magick in one little word than your entire body. I'd be careful about insulting them, they can hear, and they don't like it.' I push at the threadbare rug with my toes and frown as the rose petals start to rise in the water before me, pulling my attention. I turn away from the bowl and ignore them. 'Aww, shoosh. Those books don't scare me half as much as you do. There's another reason I'm calling though.'

Caden asked casually. Jocelyn shrugged. "I guess I never met the right man," she lied. There was no way that she was going to tell him that she had met the right man when she was twelve years old and never got over him. As an adult, she compared every man she went out with to him and they never quite measured up. "Oh." Caden suddenly grew quiet and turned his attention to the scenery. Jocelyn wondered why. Just then, they pulled into Candyland. There was a gingerbread playhouse and a candy cane slide, along with a real reindeer in a petting pen.

“But why? Why go through the trouble of doing all that?” “Why, you ask?” She leaned all the way back in her chair, lacing her fingers behind her head. “Because it’s a very good distraction.” Her smile grew wide now. “While the old man is busy explaining why a truckload of unpaid-for cement is being dumped on his dock by a bunch of pissed-off gangsters, Momma and the girls slip in through the back door.” The casual cruelty of it, the elegant ruthlessness, made me blink. “Isn’t that a bit… well…”

"The internet said that hornet wine has some pretty miraculous benefits. I'm doing this for your future happiness in bed!" Erica Loft's exaggerated expression suggested that she wanted credit for the thoughtful gift. "Look, I've even brought you the hornet's nest. "You can make more for yourself if there isn't enough wine. Hahaha!" Erica's laugh was so shrill. It made my stinging pain feel like a bad joke. "That's enough, you crazy woman!" Joe Fulham cursed at the situation silently. He dragged Erica into a room without giving me a second glance, and they argued inside once again.

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.