House Harkonnen Book Novels & Stories

“I have tolerated you for far too long. But know that you hold no power over me. You are far beneath me on the power hierarchy and I will be damned if I let a scum like you treat me any less. I told you before that I am Kiara Khorne but what I forgot to add was that I am the only daughter of Lord Khorne. The Lord of Battle and immortal fury. So, do not tempt me because I might just be obliged to fry your ass with utter most delight jerk face” “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!” Alpha River cried out in fury “Well I am not… I am not staying here with you. The supposed library my uncle built is actually my new home that you and every high ranked member in this room is banned from entering until I

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

she asked, her voice colored by her disappointment. "Absolutely, dear! I just finished a book I think you'll adore," Mrs. Hogan said, pointing to a part of the library Katherine hadn’t explored before—an intriguing collection of unique fantasy novels that seemed to whisper of hidden adventures. With a newfound sense of excitement, Katherine dove into the unknown. As she scanned the titles, one book caught her eye; its cover illustrated a swirling nebula, a scene reminiscent of the enchanting landscapes in "The Tides of the Myrtle." It was hefty, with a worn leather cover and a gilded spine that hinted at untold wonders. She gently pulled it off the shelf, her fingers grazing the aged paper.

I didn’t know what I found more offensive: the fact Ronan smoked next to a shelf of first editions, or that I would have to share this space with himfor however long he kept me here. The first book I pulled off the shelf was Paradise Lost by John Milton. How ironic. The novel was a set of poems depicting Satan as arrogant and instrumental to his own downfall, and, eventually, he lost the fight against God. I dropped the book on Ronan’s desk on the way out. The one glaring thing the house lacked was electronics. I didn’t find a single telephone, radio, or computer. Either the frequencies disrupted Ronan’s communications with the underworld, or he got rid of any way I could reach out for help.

I said, quickly changing the subject. "Yes, we do. Does anyone have a suggestion on where to start?" Braxton asked. I saw Thane hook his thumb over his shoulder, pointing to the books on the desk. "I vote we do some reading." I nodded, then stood up and approached the desk. They all looked very old, but I was drawn to one book in particular. I picked up the black, heavily used book that was titled Demon Hierarchy. I then turned back around and sat back down. I felt as if I was in a trance as I opened the book. All the noises in the background all faded away. I was pulled into my thoughts as I scanned the pages. I blinked a couple of times and when I looked up from the book I saw an enormous

Elara asked, her silver eyes scanning the code. "The inside becomes the outside," Jun whispered, his voice trembling. "The Haven will turn into a cage that pulls the entire Exterminator Fleet inside its boundaries. The General isn't trying to destroy this paradise. She’s trying to occupy it. She wants to use the 'Time-Dilation' to live here for millions of years while the rest of the universe rots away." The twist was a terrifying Existential Discovery: The Haven wasn't a lifeboat; it was a Vatican-Bunker for the gods. The Precursors who refused to die were planning to hijack Elara’s creation, using her soul as the battery to power their eternal empire.

“What happens to the books at the other apartment?” “Thorne will make sure they go back to the library.” She looked up. “Library? They have those books at the library?” “No.” Noah stubbed out the cigarette and came back inside. He pulled out his phone and sat opposite her. “The Horde has a library.” “Of course, they do.” Serenity’s gaze shifted back to the book, and she started to read again, silence falling between her and the demon opposite. She wasn’t running anymore, and she smiled at the idea. There was still so much she had to learn if she wanted to stay safe and while she should have probably been an absolute mess mentally, with the ideas of demons and angels—something felt right.

Too happy to oblige, and I swiftly return to the Duke's office, standing in front of the bookshelf, trying to decide what book would show-off my 21st Century education. 18 My eyes fall on Homer's "The Odyssey." Perfect! I snatch the leather-bound book and return to the bedroom. Once inside, Bryce is sitting on a wooden seat with an empty stool beside him. He is sitting close to one of the burning candles on a floor stand. "What book had you chosen?" "'The Odyssey,' my lord," I tell him, trying to keep my voice neutral and bored. I do not want to give away my eagerness to prove my higher education. "Very well. Sit, and you may begin," Bryce states while studying me curiously. I can

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!”

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she