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' I thought as I remembered the book that I had read. The book was about the legendary Queen from before 5-6 centuries, and the front cover of the book was a white female wolf growling at the moon. "This isn't what it looks like, right?" I heard someone say near me, or should I say Carla before she growled loudly.

Chapter 41: DJ - What If? With Danny asleep in the next room, and the rest of our families enjoying the bonfire outside, I took the opportunity to get her to open up. “Talk to me, Dove.” My hands easily found her curves, and I ran my fingers in slow, soft circles over her hips. The movement always seemed to calm her. “You’ve been worried all night.”

A faint smile appeared on her face. “Lydia, you came back at the right time!” Liam said desperately. “Look at what Moon has done!” Lydia took the main seat and slowly poured herself a cup of tea. “I’ve heard about Moon’s situation,” she said as she sipped her tea. “But that’s not why I’m here.” She turned to Moon. “I’m here for something Mr. Xavier Zane left behind.” Moon was stunned. “Xavier? What could he have left here?” Lydia smiled and took a folder from her briefcase. She tossed it onto the table.

She pushed that down deep, sipping from stored bags in the fridge. Rain hammered the windows that Tuesday night. Lydia sat at her desk, sorting through a box of new books. One caught her eye: Spirits of the Wild: Bindings and Releases. The cover was cracked leather, smelling like dirt and old forests. She flipped it open, her fingers brushing over faded words in some ancient tongue. "Just a peek," she told herself. Curiosity burned in her chest. She read the spell aloud, soft and quick, like testing a locked door. The air changed. It got heavy, like before a storm. Candles on the shelves flickered wild, shadows dancing on the walls. A rumble started low, from the book itself. Lydia's hands s

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Ace asked softly. "I... I-" Tai's eyes flicked from Ace's hand to his eyes. "Sparks. I feel sparks." "I think it's time you sat down and read the book Indianna gave you. In fact, I'd recommend a specific chapter... about a thing called mates." * Indianna was walking to class alone when she bumped into Stacy who was pinning up flyers about the Christmas Fayre. "Indie!" Stacy said brightly. "How are you? How's the baby?"

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

Loki So today is my brother’s funeral and I don’t think that realize that It a golem instead of me yet but they will soon realize it well my plot for kidnapping the Queen herself is starting to form and I know that I will be able to kidnap her and force her to take me as her second mate, I will also have her making changes to the kingdom they way I seem fit first by starting to break some of the alliances that have been formed I don’t like some of the communities that she has alliances with and I need to make sure that I can start wars throughout the kingdom because I want war I want death because that what we need we have had this for thousands of years what is the difference now why shou

As she made her way to the living room, she called back, “Let’s get to work” Tara followed obediently. She hadn’t noticed the large cloth sack Maggie carried until the old woman reached inside and pulled out a thick, leather bound book. Tara stretched forward to take a closer look. The book showed years of wear. The binding was worn thin and the pages were yellowed. At the end of a long black ribbon that was glued within the binding of the book was an octagon shaped crystal that measured one and one-half inches in length and one inch in diameter.