Ironhand Book Novels & Stories

“I told her to leave, but he grabbed her and said she stays. He said they were busy before I interrupted. He held her waist and— and Eryndor, he held her like she belonged to him!” She gestured wildly, demonstrating the way Xlynor had wrapped his arms around Ivara and pulled her close. “Listen Eryndor, Xlynor doesn’t touch females like that! He doesn’t spend that kind of time with them. But with her— he looked at her like he could eat her! Like he was obsessed.” I forced myself to breathe as she spoke. Think Eryndor, think. If Xlynor had slept with Ivara… then the bond would have formed. Which meant he would know. Which meant everything I had prepared—the hidden books, the calculations, the

“The Chief and Oliver made their army, they just didn’t realize that their army would fight for the other side.” Yhendorn slides the bag over to us. “Go ahead, take a look.” Everett pulls the bag over to us, laying his chin on my shoulder as he works around me to open the bag and pull out some of the oldest looking books I’ve ever seen. When he pulls them out, Yhendorn releases his breath. “Yhendorn?” Kenna asks him.

And that girl of fourteen with nine hundred and forty names in her arm and the rain running off her, who had run two hundred years of it out of a room with a pen since she was ten years old because there was nobody else left to do it, looked at me and said: “Yes. But if I stop, you have to be able to read the hand. And she cannot read the third book, because the third book is not in the house hand; it is in the old one, and the only person alive who was taught the old one is the man who has been sitting in your chair at Ravencross.”

Just real. “You were alive,” he said, like that covered everything. “There are plenty of people alive. You didn’t drag them home.” He almost smiled—just a tiny lift, the kind that changes the air. “None of them had what you’ve got in your chest.” She went still. “You can see it?” “I feel it. What is it?” She looked at her hands, neat and bandaged, cared for by someone a little too practiced. “I don’t know. Wen Lihua. I was—am?—the Wen Clan’s failed daughter. Couldn’t cultivate. Three days ago, I survived a fire. Now something in me just—” she set her hand over her heart, “burns.”

Only Thea displayed visible anger. With blood still trickling down her lips, Thora glared at the woman. “You’re Yadira Dickinson? I see, so that’s why the Dooms are so persistent in destroying the New Shahrzad Dynasty. You want our treasures, especially the Amethyst-Gold Heart Armor we acquired…” Yadira’s voice rose in fury. “You shameless wretch! Even now, you’re still playing the victim and spouting nonsense? Unforgivable!” In a sudden burst of anger, she raised her hand to slap Thora. However, before she could land the blow, a fiery red shadow flashed and caught her hand with swift movement.

Vador finally confessed his love to Ava and now y'all know the real story I'll like to say that this book isn't just a vampire romance action book,it actually means something and I'm trying to pass a message.From the onset y'all judged Vador didn't you? He's the dark lord,he's dumb,he keeps fucking up. Well yea,now y'all know why,I want this book to go out to everyone,you have to understand not to judge and criticize people without getting to know them. So many people are going through a lot and won't even speak out about it and then we have some other people who would judge them without getting to know or understand their reasons,which would obviously make them feel bad,like so bad. I for o

I begin to chant above the sound of my torrent wanting my words to be heard. For one thousand years you will rue the day you took him from me You will feel my pain one thousand times before I call you home I pause as the color red drifts into my raging waters. I have bound the power of heat from my sister Reli. As I drain her I hear her words in my head speaking to me from a vast difference. "Know the power you wield. This will not bring your peace." I ignore her as I continue to chant. As the monster I see you as you will become, battled to never know your foe

He glares down at me with the same look in his eyes since I got here, and I can’t help but wonder why. He moved to crouch in front of me but before he did, he was thrown back harshly, landing against the wall with a loud thud and I look up wide-eyed at my own mate, Hunter. He has his hand stretched out and everyone gasps in either shock or disbelief as a golden yellow glow enveloped his hand as he threw the white-haired sorcerer off me almost as easily like breathing. Not just that, the glow surrounding his hands has rune symbols glowing around it. His eyes glowed bright shimmering gold and I also noticed that the suppressing magical force on my arms and legs suddenly disappeared.

He was inhuman. He grabbed Armando's throat trying to choke him as Armando punched him. Hunter wasn't fazed at all even by his strong punch. There was maddening fury in his jade orbs that had flecks of gold in them. He was on the brink of shifting. Armando's claws extended out as he clawed at Hunter's face but Hunter defended himself which freed Armando from his grip as he stumbled back. Three of his men came to his side as Armando charged at Silvia but before he could reach her Hunter blocked him.

Dagger felt uncomfortable being touched by his brother but he could not afford to blow his cover. Rafe's father, Dan, felt the need to check his son's neck for temperature, "I hope those doctors checked you well. I would not want anything bad happening along the way. Have they?" He asked as he moved his hand from Dagger's face to his forehead and then rubbed his head. All the while he did that, Dagger struggled to not slap his brother's hand off his face. Ivy stared at him, her eyes opening as Rafe's father, Dan moved his hand across Dagger's face. She knew Dagger hated him more than anything in the world and it was taking all the discipline he had not to rip his hand apart.