Kendra Fablehaven Novels & Stories

A child eating monster, a vampire. Once she finds Lavender she can use her abilities to destroy all we know of goblins, wolves, vampires and taking away the magic. Turning them all to Nuns making all creatures we know of gone, but I cannot let Zaro have her either, if he sees her real potential she will be in even more danger.

“But, how is the rogue still alive?” The tension in the air is palpable as Alpha Kaden and Felicia engage in a conversation that delves into the darker aspects of their world, the shadow of danger looming over their peaceful existence. Felicia's question about the rogue's fate elicits a momentary grin from Alpha Kaden, a glint of pride in his eyes as he responds with a hint of satisfaction, "Who says he is still alive?"

' I soothe her and try to drive home just how big her gift really is. Both Annabel and Deborah blinked at me in speculation. Neither know what a real gift this girl has, neither has the skill to hone it and can never fathom what she is capable of. She needs a mentor, a teacher to bring it out in her. She needs me. Now that fate has brought us on a path to her, more will follow. Her skill is like gold dust among the supernaturals, and many will not stop at anything to have her once she harnesses it. Whether she agrees or not.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

"I don't even know where to begin." “Well, from what I can tell, it’s something that’s attached to you,” she says. “Not just you though… it’s kind of like… visualize it as a black thread that’s… no, that’s not right. Ok. Imagine a spider. That’s spun this sort of web that you, and Bea, and-” “Fable,” I whisper.

Kane leaned back in his chair, the city stretching endlessly beyond the glass. His thoughts drifted to Mona. The way she blushed under his touch. The way she kissed him back. The way she looked at him without fear. She had said yes. And Kane did not take that lightly. He would take care of her. He would make her feel safe. Make her trust him enough to tell him about the nightmares he knew she carried. Because he understood something most people never did. Some scars never fade. And some demons never stop chasing.

Then, turning back to Rupert, she hissed, “I’ll antagonize this piece of dung all I want.” Rupert’s lustful gaze consumed her as he sneered. “If memory serves me correctly, we have some unfinished business.” “In your dreams, maybe,” Kendra barked as she stood and straightened her clothing and freshened the ponytail in her hair. She didn’t feel nearly as brave as she was behaving in front of Rupert and his threatening group of mercenaries for the aliens, but she refused to show her nervousness to him. “Now, get out of my way so that I can start our breakfast.”

she asked as she slid from the saddle onto legs that felt like they were made of rubber. He stopped for a moment, as if taken aback by the question. “Why, he’s perfect, of course.” Kendra gave a tired smile. “Good.” “Are you going to tell me what happened? Where’s Rex?” Felix asked with urgency. Kendra frowned. “I was hoping that he was here already. We got separated.” “Zombies?” he worriedly asked. “I encountered some, but…” she began. “I’m very thirsty and I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning. Is there anything to eat?”

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.

Her eyes travel further afield, to the heart of the forest, where a nimbus of brilliant silver blooms in the shadows. She smiles as the cold wind tugs on her hair, and she sends a tune out along the breeze, towards the silvery light. The oldest song she can remember. A lullaby. Soon, she’ll be free. She’ll destroy it. Music made magic, the chain unbroken for a thousand years. All the players are assembled. The hour is late. The first move is hers. Let the game begin. Author’s Note Hi! I’m Saskia Snow, the author of Fable. The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby.