Infinity Castle Arc Book Novels & Stories

he cut him off and Jace paused for a few seconds before answering. “Our library. My grandfather kept books of ancient stories about every supernatural being so I just grabbed a random one about the witches and gave it to her.” Jace replied. “There is nothing on the cover. I need to know who wrote this book or what the hell it is about. It's not in English, nor is it in a language a person can understand.” Lucino said. “Yes. Only Aurora or a witch can understand it. Is something wrong with her?” Jace asked. “I think I made a mistake by letting her know things about herself and it all started with this book,” Lucino answered.

The second she sees me, she pushes off the wall and fixes me with an unimpressed glare. “Oh, look who finally decided to show up,” she says. “Have a fun little spirit journey?” I blink at her, still sluggish. “What?” She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, I think Humphrey did a lousy job moving Sally from our room because I just got attacked by flying books.” That wakes me up. “What?” I repeat, sharper this time. “You mean—” Ariah holds up a hand, cutting me off. In her other hand, she dangles something between her fingers—a skeleton key with a pink ribbon tied around it. My heart skips a beat.

Every time either of them moves, the smell of them fills the small space; Jon's earthy musk, Arc's clean spice, and it sends heat flooding in my stomach. We should be going home. But I don’t want to be alone. Not tonight. "Let’s go to my place," Arc had suggested as we left school. His voice was low but firm. "It’s closer. Quieter." Jon had hesitated, eyes flicking to me. I nodded without thinking. I need quiet. But I also need them. Now, as we pull into the long, winding driveway that leads to Arc's house, my breath catches. The place is massive. Gothic. Like it belongs in a vampire novel, with ivy crawling up the dark stone and black wrought-iron gates that creak open as we pull through.

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

he replied with a smile. I can be bossy when I want. Frederic washed, I dried, and Zara put them away. With a group high five, Frederic went off to the security room to help Kieran with the cameras and fence system, muttering something about skinning him if he touches Callie. Zara and I went to explore the house before going outside with Axel. The packhouse was an immense multi-levelled mansion surrounded by forest. At the front was a circled driveway leading to the front door. The main entrance was like a foyer with a door on each side and stairs leading both upstairs and down.

“It's possible, but don't worry. He's experienced with these things. He'll handle it.” Despite his reassurances, Amara couldn't shake the fear gnawing at her. The rest of the drive passed in silence. When they arrived at the mansion, Amara was greeted warmly by Augusta. “Amara, it's nice to see you again,” Christabel greeted, gesturing for her to come in. “Alpha Damon asked me to ensure you're comfortable during his absence,” Augusta said. “Thank you,” Amara replied. Amara walked into Alpha Damon's room, the lingering trace of his scent enveloping her. The space was warm and inviting, with its cozy furnishings, a comfortable bed, a sitting area, and a desk positioned near the window.

The book flipped off his hands, and his mouth gaped open. "What is the problem? Why did you drop the book on the floor just like thathe floor just like that? Alpha Lorinzo asked angrily. One of the young men in the room rushed to pick up the book, but he stopped when he heard "don't touch it." "Please, no one should go close to the book. As I was about to completely unwrap the book, I saw a warning that only a gamma was allowed to open the book. And the gamer must be from the Shadow Moon packs. "Please, is there any gamma in this room from the shadow moon packs?"

Ari's POV Working on the assumption that Storm knows that Aniston is my chosen mate and it was only a matter of time before such information found its way to Lee or worse, my Dad…I needed to work harder and faster to find a way to stop Ryan from pushing out Luna. Out of the numerous bad ideas I came up with, only one seemed like a good bad idea. I went in search of my Grand Uncle Chad. I went to his house near the outskirts of town near a few caves left in Bayblue. His home was secluded and wild with little to no technology in sight, it was one of the things he bumped heads with my father about.

he said flatly. Seraphina eyed the book. Strange symbols were carved into the cover. Her fingers hesitated before she touched it. “This is Arcadia’s Book of Order,” the man explained. “Sacred laws passed down from our ancestors. Repeat after me.” She nodded faintly. “I, Seraphina Wilson…” “I, Seraphina Wilson…” she echoed, voice barely above a whisper. “…will speak nothing but the truth.” Word by word, she repeated the oath. Another council advocate stepped forward. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with flaming ginger hair, a sharp mustache, and cold, calculating eyes.

before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.