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Bloodline Prophecy The bloodline of Archer will rise up The heir of Archer will become a beacon of hope But the darkness will betray the Light Bring forth war upon the lands and sea Upon the shoulders of the forsaken Immortal creatures of the Dark will revel in the sunlight Only the Slayer and the Chosen can defeat their bloodline To rid the lands and sea of the Darkness ____ Calyx smelled blood before she saw it. As she drew closer to the little cabin in the woods, thoughts of what she had just done dissipated. Tension mounted, contrasting the usually picturesque imagery of the cabin next to the stables and her father’s workshop at the edge of the City of Pearl. There was only fear and drea

Jasper looks up lazily like he hasn’t noticed the murderous tension radiating off the werewolf heir. “Archer.” The two of them stare at each other. In this moment I understand exactly why supernatural wars probably happen so often. “Something you need?” Jasper asks smoothly. Archer’s green eyes flick briefly toward me before returning to him. “You’re in my seat.” I nearly choke. Jasper looks delighted. “No,” he says easily. “I’m fairly certain I’m sitting in it.” A muscle flexes in Archer’s jaw. He looks like he’s going to blow a fuse. Oh this is bad.

Just keep going Liv. *Author's note: This is the third book of my Shadow Warrior's series and it is not meant to be read as a stand alone book. The order of the books are: The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate, The Ancient Vampire and his She-Wolf and then The Warrior's Demon Mate. I have also just uploaded Alpha Ridge which is a stand-alone book and gives insight into some other characters you met in the Shadow Warrior series. Thank you for reading!*

I waited for three days before William came back. And I was well prepared during those three days. "Is it good to live in a car?" William opened the door, and I asked him with a smile. He glared at me and changed his slippers to wash his hands. I knowingly asked, of course, but that was exactly what I wanted. Was this perhaps a form of revenge? By the time William walked out, I was sitting on the couch waiting for him. "I see you."

“No, I do not. I just do not know who you are, and so I cannot, and I do not, trust you.” Archer nodded at her. “That is perfectly understandable. I have given you no reason to trust me, but I would like to believe that I have also given you no reason to distrust me. I mean you no harm, my lady. I only wish for my brother to heal, and I would do everything I need to do to make sure that it happens.” The lady glanced at him, not saying a single word. “I know that you do not trust me, but I see no harm in talking. We have a long trip ahead of us, and I imagine it would be less exacting in good company.”

Refocusing on the witches and Jeffrey, we saw they were about to start the ritual. "Are you ready to fight?" James asked. "Oh, hell yeah. I'm ready to kick Jeffrey's ass," I responded. James chuckled at my determination, and together, we burst open the door, startling the witches and Jeffrey. ******** AUTHOR NOTE I wanted to inform you that there will only be a few more chapters left in "Warlock Dragon Mate" before it comes to an end. Rest assured, the story of Levy and Archer will continue in a separate book. I truly appreciate your unwavering support and the love you've shown through your comments and votes. Your encouragement means the world to me. To stay updated on my future projects, p

Erriene pouted, folding the letter in his hands and hiding it somewhere in his robes. Alarick was distracted by the little patch of skin that showed over his hips for a while. He frowned trying to recall the conversation. “It depends on what you have to offer, and what is it that you seek,” he said at last, noticing the resignation in his voice and hating it. Erriene smiled and turned to the temple. “Follow me, Warlord. We will discuss this inside where it is warmer.” The words sent a shiver in his spine, but he quickly reminded himself who he was talking to, and focused on looking bored.