Ilysm Books Novels & Stories

Once they got to the car, he opened the door, and placed her in belting her down, he ran to the other side and started the car. We trailed Freya's scent to The weekend. Blue had told us everything that had happened, and we went back to trailing. Clyde and Julian stayed hidden in the woods, since they were in their wolf form, Lyle was far behind. That was the curse that came with being a Gamma, he was stronger than a beta, but slower than an omega. When we got back into the woods, I brought out my phone from my pocket and dialed Mollie's number. "Have you guys found her yet?."

Not heat like her own power. This was… lateral. As if reality had been nudged from the side. The horizon bent. Just slightly. Then straightened. Then bent again — farther. The clouds did not part. They turned. Like pages in a book being flipped sideways. Lily did not call for guards. She did not move. Her pulse slowed instead of quickening. Because whatever this was— It was not heaven. Across the city, dogs began howling. Not in fear. In confusion. Birds changed direction mid-flight, veering west in sharp arcs.

“Ehem. Since I was young, I liked to read books about fairies and magic. But because of my current position, I can't read books related to magic freely, or else I will be considered geeky. So, can you keep my secret?” “Of course, Your Highness. I also like to read books related to magic and so on. I've also read all the books in this library, so if you have a preference for books, please just tell me.” Elysian said enthusiastically. His eyes sparkling. “You read… all the books here?” “Yes, Your Highness. I am often alone, so I spend almost my time by reading.” “Then, do you know what this book is about?” Fuschia pointed to one of the books in her pile, which she had read earlier, although it

STILL ALPHA RIVERS POV Jeremiah was first to go. He let the blanket fall to the ground before turning his back to me. “What the fuck!!” I whisper yelled “And that’s not even the worst.” Silas Barnes, Richard’s second in command said before shedding his own ridiculous shirt. The rest followed and I couldn’t even look at their backs anymore. It didn’t even deserve to be called a back anymore. “What happened?” “Your mate’s father happened. He’s one scary ass motherfucker and I wish to never see him again in my life or dreams for that matter” Leone Esposito, Matthews’ second responded with a look of pure horror in his eyes

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"You might as well turn off the light, Lisa. Cindy's going to be busy for awhile. Perhaps her moans of frustration will be muffled in my cunt." Lisa laughed and turned out the light. I lay beside Julia with a hand resting on her full belly, listening to the sounds of a tongue lapping moist flesh. Every time Cindy started to moan, Julia would whisper, "Quiet slave, people are trying to sleep," and pull Cindy's face up tight against her dewy cunt. Julia was quieter when she climaxed, only a slight shaking as her body shivered. My cock was hard again, but Lisa was asleep, Julia and Cindy were busy. Eventually, Julia turned on her side and I thought she was done. I pulled her against me.

Tiana Greene arrives on Lycan Isle with nothing but a suitcase, a scarred past, and a desperate need for work. When she is hired as a maid in the sprawling cliff-side mansion of Ross Lycan – the island’s reclusive billionaire – she expects long hours, strict rules, and silence. What she does not expect is the man himself: cold as the steel in his voice, brutally private, and carrying a shadow in his gaze that keeps everyone at arm’s length. Rumours whisper through the island of former staff fleeing in fear, of Ross’s cruelty, and of the mysteriously vanished brother whose memory haunts the mansion halls. Tiana tries to keep her distance, but every forbidden glance and accidental touch tight

“That’s big. We have to read all of that?” “No,” Elias said casually, without turning. “We have to read all of that,” he added, gesturing to the entire row of books. Lyra followed the motion and stared at the endless wall of parchment death. “Damn,” she muttered, her face twisting. “That’s some great purge.” “It was,” Elias said grimly, flipping open the first book and letting the ancient paper rustle. Lyra let out a sigh. “Couldn’t you summarise it?” she asked. “You know, break it down so I at least have an idea how to get out of here when I want to?”

Lyra asked, her gaze fixing on the Blackwood seal. “It’s your history, Lyra,” Silas said, his voice thick with a raw, bleeding emotion. “The real one. Not the one your father told you. Not the one the pack used to justify their cruelty.” Lyra reached out, her fingers hovering over the leather. She felt the resonance of the book—the cold, metallic frequency of the silver-laced ink. She opened the cover, her eyes scanning the first few pages. The silence that followed was heavy enough to crush bone.

Silanya directs us, and we all gather in the front row of the stone benches. I’m ready to hear what this is all about, but instead of talking, Silanya steps away through the back curtain. “Where did she go?” Lyra asks. All I can do is shrug, but thankfully, Silanya returns soon with a large book cradled in her arms, its edges sparkling silver in the light. “My apologies,” she says. “In order to explain, I needed the Tome of Glory.” I instantly recognize the ancient book, which tells of war and sacrifice, the stories we’ve heard as children about the days when shifters rose up to take their rightful place as leaders in this world. But I’m confused.