Iyanla Vanzant Books Novels & Stories

“If Rupert was speaking the truth, he’s returning with a few cyborgs. I don’t know what I fear most; Baelil and his crazy pack of gangsters or Rupert and his cyborgs.” “I’d say it’s Rupert and his cyborgs,” bellowed Rupert as he sauntered into their camp like he hadn’t a care in the world. “Hello, auntie.” Looking at Rex as he stood up and took on a defensive stance, he cocked his head and said, “Who have we here?” Without waiting for an answer, he looked at Kendra and gave a wicked grin. “Well, cousin. I see someone broke you in for me. That’s fine. It will just make mounting you all the sweeter. I hope they taught you a few things as well.” Without a moment’s hesitation, he shouted, “

TABLE OF CONTENTS Synopsis CAST Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Chapter Thirty-Three

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

He slowly slid the black envelope back into his breast pocket, his gaze dropping to her worn-out sneakers before rising back to her face. "You're making a catastrophic mathematical error, Miss Lin," Harrison whispered, his voice losing its warmth and turning razor-thin. "Julian Vance doesn't trust you. He’s a paranoid lunatic who views everyone as a threat. He’s using your mind to fix his broken empire, and the moment his IPO clears, he'll throw you right back into the gutter where he found you. Keep that in mind when the firewall starts to burn." He turned on his heel, blending seamlessly into the dense crowd of rush-hour commuters flooding toward the subway station.

I wave my hand on his face, and that's when his eyes twitched and he slowly stare down at me, “My lady?” “Finally” I sighed, “Uhm, what's your name?” “Drake” “Ohhh Drake, uhm why is everyone carrying guns, I mean it is not like anything is happening so why is everyone carrying guns?” I asked and waited for his answer but instead I was met with silence, I could tell he was staring at something behind me but I could not tell what it is, “Moma?” I suddenly heard his voice, and slowly turn, and standing right behind me is Vincentte Vlaydimir

The barrels began to glow with a volatile, violet light, humming with an energy that made Vance’s Lycan instincts scream in warning. "The ledger you found in Port Valen was a masterpiece, wasn't it?" Ivan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction. "Dmitry’s signature was flawless. The council will tear themselves apart trying to decide if he’s a traitor. And while they look south, the north will rise." "You won't live to see it," Vance roared, rushing forward with blinding, Beta-level speed. "Fire," Ivan commanded coldly. The Abyssal weapons unleashed a blinding torrent of violet energy, ripping through the stone ground and obliterating everything in their path. The explosion t

Serena smiled at him, "What are you worried about? I've got everything arranged. I can still sleep a bit more and then head to the office in the afternoon. Why are you in such a rush? There's nothing to hurry about." Damein shook his head, exasperated, "Well, good luck with that." Serena confidently replied, "Don't worry! I'll definitely succeed." She trusted Layla completely. Everything was going according to plan. She was already halfway to success. As for Katrina, well, even if she hired the most popular streamer, so what? When the time came, all the returns and refunds would make things interesting. After all, not everyone could wear the clothes Katrina designed. That was the key. People

The girl threw him a glance before lifting her head at me, standing in all mighty. "A pleasant day to our guest, you are currently at Vandelia Empire where Vandelions reign, and you're at Vandelia Palace to be exact where Vandelia royalties live. I am the only Princess here. You may call me Princess Divine," she tucked her hair on the side of her ears and smiled sweetly. I shivered. Her smile is sweet but her eyes say otherwise. Two male vampires appeared in front too. "Second Prince. Prince Delfin," a guy whose all smiles said.

Suddenly, a wicked smile spread on Vanessa's face as a wicked idea came crushing down on her brain. Quickly, she unlocked the door, dragged Wendy out of the room, and locked herself in. “What are you doing, Vanessa? Get out of there. There is fire!“ She screamed at her. What Wendy didn't know was that Vanesa wanted Zack to think that she had locked her in out of jealousy. "Help! Help!" Venessa ignored her and started screaming when she saw Zack, through the window, coming out of the car. Knowing whose voice that was, Zach dropped his briefcase and ran inside the house.

"To clear the board for whoever holds the master override." "Which is currently in Archon Lyra's hands," Zane purred dangerously, sliding his curved daggers into his belt and unholstering a pair of heavy, high-powered demolition charges from his shoulder harness. "Well, I say we blow the access pillars and bury these sleeping bastards under fifty feet of star-metal before they take their first breath." "No!" Vanya’s weak, raspy voice broke through the hum of the vault. She struggled to sit up, her dark, scarred hand clutching Tristan’s forearm for support. Blood trickled from her lip, but her eyes burned with an fierce, ancient fire.