Incorruptible Book Novels & Stories

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

"It contains evidence of the councilmen that are stealing from Damon and ruining the pack without his knowledge. It was found in one of the council members' house. I feel the records were taken and the book kept safe so that no one would snitch on the other but it only made things easier for me.” There was a look of familiarity in Connor's eyes as he stared at the book. He slowly took it from me and flipped through the pages before looking up at me with a surprised look in his eyes. I smirked, knowing the reason why he was surprised. His name and Alonso's were not listed in the book even though I knew they were corrupt too. Which meant this was done without their notice. "Use this too to agi

𝑐𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑦. 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝐼'𝑑 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑚� �.

"Ugh what so great about that novel?" "The woman as the protagonist in this story is my ideal girl. Sweet, modest, and cute, that you will do everything to protect her." Clai said and sit straight. "TSK, if you're looking for that kind of woman, you should be enrolled at Williams University and not here at Crown University. Almost all the women here are gangsters and can protect themselves. A girl like that in the novel doesn't exist in this kind of place. "I said and stood up.

I can’t believe this is happening. THE END (Keep an eye out, there's an Epilogue chapter and a couple of chapters for Killian and Theo)

"Information, then. When this is over—assuming we all survive—I would very much like to document what happens. For future cycles, future practitioners." "Assuming we succeed, there won't be corrupted cycles in the future," Cain points out. "Even more reason to record the transformation," Rowan counters. "Knowledge preserved is wisdom accessible." We agree to this exchange, promising to share our experiences regardless of the outcome. Before we leave, Rowan offers one more contribution—a small leather-bound book from their personal collection. "This contains the most comprehensive account of the first Convergence I've found," they explain, handling the book with reverence. "Written by a witne

“Come on. Follow me.” He heads toward the records hall, and I follow. Inside, the air is cool and old. Dust and ink cling to the stone walls… stone that remembers secrets. He stops at a locked shelf and pulls out a massive book. The leather is cracked with age, gold symbols burned deep into the cover. “The Pack Offense Record,” he says. “Ancient. Permanent.” My fingers itch to touch it. “Every crime,” he continues, “every betrayal, every punishment is written here. Once a name is inked, it can never be erased.”

Because disobedience meant death. And maybe worse. --- Far in the distance, the last of Kael’s convoy sped through the forest roads, tires grinding against wet gravel, engines humming like shadows fleeing the storm. Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badge, Kael sat in the passenger seat, the ancient tome resting on his lap. The Book of Damned. Bound in something no one dared identify. Etched with runes that seemed to slither under the eye. Heavy as if filled with the weight of every soul it condemned.

“ Wait! Wait!” Sera shouted, dragging her knees forward. She swallowed hard, panting heavily with her body shaking. “ There's a mistake. A HUGE one— I’d never do such a thing to my brother I have no idea why he's saying this but he's my brother, I'd never participate in incest and you know that.” “ Why would I know that?” Prince Theodore dismissed instantly, “ And moreover, everyone knows he's not your real brother, and that's why you're so evil to have taken advantage of him.”

Victoria had reluctantly granted me higher clearance after I flawlessly handled a last-minute crisis with a European pack alliance. “Don't make me regret this,” she had warned, her sharp eyes narrowing. “He’s watching your performance closely.” I smiled politely, letting a controlled pulse of my seductive aura brush against her. She blinked, momentarily flustered, before clicking away in her heels. Good. Even she was not immune. I opened the newest encrypted folder labeled “Voss Remnants , Restricted.” My silver-grey eyes scanned the documents with growing fury.