House Of Night Novellas Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dania asked the werewolf who lay motionless, she tried to help her up, but she faded away. Lilith was forcing her clothes into her bag, she had hauled some of her luggage into the living room. She didn't forget to take some of her grimoires and notebooks. She won, she did it, it was painful, but she was the conqueror. Finally, she knew that they would be peace in Weston Hills even though it cost her life and the life of her dearest Edmond. Little Freya, Janeka, Earnestine, and Sabrina, sat on their bed watching their mother pack their belongings as fast as she could. She was worried about the future of her daughters.

As I drift into unconsciousness I start a chant of protection against demons *Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that hath no couch… or one that lieth dead in the desert… or a ghost unburied… or a hag-demon, or a ghoul, or a robber-sprite, or a weeping woman that hath died with a babe at the breast… Whatever thou be until thou art removed, until thou departest from the body of the man, thou shalt have no water to drink. Thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand… Into the house enter thou not. Through the fence break thou not...*

Books in timeline order, 1) Noah, an Omega's story 2) A Broken Alpha 3) Claudius, a Delta's Fight for Love (This book's timeline runs between Noah's book, and ends between A Broken Alpha, and Reid's book. But should not be read before A Broken Alpha) 4) Alpha Reid and the Hybrids 5) Maddox, the Broken Alpha 6) River Pack and the Vampires

In a matter of seconds, before anyone could even react to these deadly creatures that were as big as ponies, they had pounced on the Delta guard holding Darcy’s unconscious body hostage with lightning speed, devouring him. Night, Evanora's ferocious black direwolf, closed her strong jaws on the Delta guard’s face, ripping his brain from his skull, while Mist and Morning's claws dug into his heart and stomach respectively. Lily, meanwhile, guarded Evanora's unconscious body, cuddling Darcy and hoping her lady would wake up. The few hours Lily had been away from Darcy felt like the world was empty; the bond between a direwolf and their lycan was like the brain and the heart.

It watched the red-haired woman follow him, and then the man with the knife follow her. Then the red-haired woman lay in a pool of blood. It was Nana’s story, exactly. The story about the three witches on the hill. Every detail was there, down to the rich man’s house burning and the witches’ ritual. Lauren didn’t wonder at all how David knew all these things anymore. He knew them because he was a witch. And Lauren was a witch, too.

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.

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“We’ll talk later.” I sighed and let myself fall onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I wasn’t alone in that house. Something—or someone—was watching me. Suddenly, I felt it. That strange sensation of being watched. I slowly sat up in bed, sharpening my hearing. A creak in the hallway? A whisper behind the door? My heart began to race. Then I saw it. Two yellow eyes glowed from the darkest corner of the room. A black shape moved within the shadows, and for a second, a shiver ran down my spine.

The screen went black. The hallway light went off. The wet footprints began to glow—a faint, sickly green, like rotting fish. They were everywhere now. On the floor, on the walls, on the ceiling. Leading in loops that made no sense. I looked up. On the ceiling above my bed, a single footprint pointed downward, as if something had been standing upside down, watching me sleep. Then I heard the closet door open behind me. I didn't turn around. I didn't need to. Because the phone in my hand—the phone I had turned off—vibrated one last time. The screen lit up with a single message from the unknown number.

- that was all I managed to say. - Well, it's okay, considering what happened later, I figured she was very lucky.- Oliver said mysteriously and a faint smile appeared on his face.- You live in her room, mine is next door.- he pointed out, getting serious again.- A year after my sister died, our house was raided by a group of vampires. My parents died, I was changed. The leader of the vampire clan that attacked us kept me by force in his clan for many years, making me to kill innocent people... I only escaped about 10 years ago, when another clan attacked ours. Then I collected money to be able to buy back my family's house, which ended up in the hands of the city, because no one from our fa