James Dashner Books Series Novels & Stories

Luckily for him, it still ran. Caitlin looked around, trying to get her bearings. It was mayhem down here. People were fleeing in every direction, looting stores, smashing windows; cars were piled high on the curb. Vampires chased people down every street, and other people ran from each other, infected with the plague. It looked like the apocalypse. She spotted it. Jonah’s building. Just as she got ready to ran towards it, she heard a noise. Sera, landing beside her. Caitlin was relieved, but Sera was scowling.

Thank you so much for reading my first ever book, I leave you with the first chapter from Rise of a Queen - book 2 for your enjoyment. RISE OF A QUEEN - BOOK 2 Chapter 1 – A New Kingdom. LAMIA I looked out the window on the top floor of my castle, yes, my castle, taking slow sips from the crystal glass that held the dark thick rum, my drink of choice tonight, as I pondered over the past two years and how far we had come.

STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

What excuse did the people have for being here? Shaking my head, I put my arms on my knees and noticed the scratch on the back of my hand. I got it today when we were hunting the Candir. Canis proles, or the descendant of dogs, who appeared to be a mixture of a golden retriever and a polar bear. When I tried to avoid the huge paws, my hand hit the bike stand. It had hurt a lot, but it was better than being caught by those snow-white beasts. Especially since his companion was lurking right behind it. I knew the Venator's job was dangerous, but would I really get injured every time I hunted? Even if it was just such small scratches?

Thank you so much for coming along with me on this adventure. This first book has proven to be extremely difficult. I’m sure you’re wondering if Sierra’s journey will end here, or what Zaiden will discover in Queen Esme’s journal. Well, I won’t keep you waiting too long. I will reveal all this and more in the novels that follow. Order of the Ambersky Pack Series: 1. Wolves & Magic (completed) 2. A Dark Revenge (TBD)

Her voice is as gentle as the hand she places on my shoulder. “Andre, I know you’re not doing well but do you think you can position yourself into a sit?” I shake my head. “What’s holding you back, son?” Julius’s voice is patient and calming. “He will run.” I state simply as I try to swallow the lump forming in my throat. “Dashall, I need your help, sir.” “Yes sir.” A voice I haven’t heard before chimes in. “I know you haven’t met formally but Dashall is my beta.”

Alexander going out, but James grabbed his arm. "Alexander, she's just a kid. She is my nephew Remember that please," said James , hoping he hadn't made a mistake by telling Alexander where the girl was hiding. Alexander rolled his eyes, "She's not running from me James. She was supposed to be back my place. If she has luggage with her, then she' running from her parents, not me." Pushing James out of the way, he leave the mansion to get his Donna. ***

The coyote howled in a distance and there she was chanting in a mumble. Paxson dipped the blade of the knife deep in the boiling green water and it immediately turned red. "What does the red colour resembles?" "Blood..." "And this blood calls for Dasher family..." Right now she was waiting for the arrival of the Dasher baby...not because she wants to eat him alive. Sure he may taste a but delicious from the rest of the child's she had. But she has to live another two hundred years in this world to keep the battle between her and the Dasher family active.

Finally, I turned off the TV and tossed the remote on my mother's bed. As I lied down there, staring at the white ceiling, thousands of thoughts flashed through my head: first about my dad who died at the hand of a demon when I was six; then a sister 50 years older, whom I did not even meet, because a few years before my birth she ran away with the demon she fell in love with, which made her banned not only from the family but also the whole community in general; then I started to think of Johnathan - my beloved Johnathan. I remembered his gentle kisses, his touch on my skin... I plunged into dreams and almost felt him lying down next to me, but I knew it was only an illusion. Opening my eye

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.