House Of Night Novellas Mga Nobela at Kwento

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

**Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. There is a chapter separately marked with a trigger warning that features a pregnancy loss.** The River House, The Day After the Funeral

Bingo. I stepped out of the door and onto the narrow walkway. There were more doors on either side of this one. Probably more bedrooms. It’s a little after three in the morning, so I assume everyone is sleeping, those of them that aren’t on night patrol. Opposite me was a waist high wooden railing. I stepped forward and looked over it. I could see parts of the second floor and another set of stairs that I assume leads to the first floor. I'll get to that soon. I have to clear the top floor first. I crept along the wall, keeping far enough back that I couldn’t been seen by anyone that happened to look up from the second floor. At the next door I paused and listened. I could make out some soft

“What we do know is that Morningstar’s house is protected by layers of wards. Could be physical barriers, illusions, poisons, or something more … insidious.” He leaned in to hiss the last part in Nova’s ear, causing her to jump a solid foot off the ground. Come to think of it, she had been a bit jumpy today. I’d have to ask her if something happened with that incubus demon she had corralled in her bedroom. Shaking my head, I sauntered up to his side and held out my hand. He placed the potion in my hand fluttered his lashes when I told him to stop tormenting Nova.

A blank mind leads to heavy eyelids and I end up falling asleep. I wake up to a murmur of voices. Familiar voices. At first I expect to find myself in my childhood bed, Nox and Nexus arguing about me outside the door. There’s a flash of sadness that I push away before crawling out of bed. I’m not at Gideon's anymore. Nox and Nexus aren’t here. If the blanket laid over me wasn’t a sign that someone was spying on me while I slept, my open bedroom door is.

Sign up Log in BackInfoAdd to libraryInfo Navigated to -Chapter 20- | The White Wolf | Quotev Something was wrong. My bed seemed different. Warmth encircled me and the welcoming scent of the ocean woke me from my slumber. I was in Justin's room. I looked over realizing we had both moved to the middle of the bed causing me to be a few inches away from him. Justin's hair was a mess sticking up every which way, though mine was probably worse.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

Noah continues his story throughout all five books and will continue on in each book after. There's much more in store for Noah and Michael after this book. Their lives take a drastic change in Maddox's book. I hope you continue to follow his story. Here's a list of the series in order. 5)Noah, and Omega's story. - Prequel 1) A Broken Alpha 2) Alpha Reid and the Hybrids 3) Maddox, the Broken Alpha 4) River Pack and the Vampires Coming soon, 6) Claudius, A Broken Delta's Fight for Love

Mia's POV I lock up the door of this old, abandoned house. Running for days because of the zombie outbreak. I find a room with bars on the windows. It looks safe, but then I hear a noise. Zeke stumbles in from the closet. He was bitten last week. His skin is gray and peeling; pus leaks from sores on his arms. He smells of rotten meat and shit. His eyes are milky white. He groans low. I retreat backward, holding my heart because it's pounding. I grab my knife but he's quick.

Sheldon sold his own blood just to scrape together enough cash to sneak back into the country. He'd lost everything—flat broke, banned from flying, and not a penny to his name. Smuggling himself back was his only option. After a grueling week-long trip, he finally made it home. The first thing he did was rush to the basement apartment in our old neighborhood, thinking he'd find me and the boys there. But when he opened the door, all he saw was junk piled to the ceiling, the place stinking of mold and trash.