In True Blood Book Novels & Stories

***Author's Note: Please read books 1-4 before reading this book or else you'll be extremely lost. You will not be able to read this as a stand-alone. Books are as follows: Book 1: P.S You're My Mate Book 2: She's My Mate Book 3: I'm His Mate Book 4: His Warm-Blooded Mate Please remember to leave a review, vote with your diamonds, and comment! _________________________________________ SYLVAIN

“The rest, I fake it.” I laughed. “That’s comforting.” The air got cooler as we moved toward the back. The books here looked older, the gold on their spines faded. “This section’s different,” he said, his voice dropping. “It’s about the Moon Goddess. The old stories. The real ones.” My eyes landed on one thick book. Sovereign Blood: The Unbroken Line. My hand pulled back before I even touched it. Lucian saw. “You know that word.” “Sovereign,” I whispered. The word felt too heavy for this quiet place. “It’s your rank.”

Amber couldn't breathe~ Even with countless questions raising in her mind denying the truth, Amber's instinct had recognized her blood. But it was too late Or Was It. . . ? ~Author Note~ This book is a trilogy. And here I am marking the end of the second book. The third part will be posted within this book so you all don't have to add another book to your libraries. Just keep patience and remember me in your prayers.

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

After quickly returning to my room, I grabbed my new book, Half-Blood DNA and Why It's Superior to Pure Blood. It turned out that Maria was indeed there, stumbling over garments that were hanging on a rolling wardrobe.

After that damn blood oath, they still don’t trust me? “Now, I don’t have as vast a collection of books as back at the Adio guild headquarters. But I did take some choice books when I ran away from home and added some to my collection in my travels that led me here.” Aunt Sarael explained, running her fingers across the spines of her collection.

Maybe more than one. She crossed the room slowly and opened it. The first page was still the same. Tell the truth. But a second page had been added beneath it. Different handwriting. More fluid. Feminine. The truth won’t save you. Her blood chilled. Sloane closed the book carefully, like it might bite. She stepped back from the desk and stared at the fire, which now burned lower than before despite being recently stoked. A knock came at the door. Sharp. Precise. One-two-three.

another one said and every word started to point at Aamon. Aamon sat back in his seat and growled inwardly. Even though his mission had failed, he still believes that he did save the vampire race but every one of them had turned out to be ungrateful and so, his efforts has been thrown into the mud. But then, there is one thing Logan said which he caught on to. If he had indeed killed every Blackburn alive, does that mean what was written in the sacred book was never true? Or did the witch make a fool out of him? Or could it be that Kyle failed to kill every one of them? Could a Blackburn still be alive somewhere? He thought and clenched his hand into a fist. Above all, he thought, he had bee

I haven't even touched on taste. Russ was my first real love. A guy from rural Colorado. A rancher. He had no idea he was gay or bisexual. He ranched with his dad all his life. He came into Denver to buy a new truck. I was working at the dealership. He was a big broad shouldered young man. Jeans with a great ass and nice bulge in the front. I was straight until I saw him. As soon as I saw him my bum clenched as if he was fucking me and I never looked back. I still fucked women but all I could think about was Russ, his tight jeans and nice bulge.

“Yes. It was between a vampire and human. His story is not really about adultery. It is all masked, hidden. It’s an allegory. It’s really about us. Our kind. More specifically: it’s about you. Their child. The half breed.” Caitlin felt the world spinning beneath her. The ramifications were overwhelming. She also couldn’t help feeling that the story was repeating itself, that, generations later, she was playing out the same pattern. A forbidden romance. Two races. Her and Caleb. Repeating history once again, following in the footsteps of her ancestors. It made her wonder if lifetime after lifetime just repeated itself, endlessly. They slowly surveyed the room. It was hard to see in the fading