Laurann Dohner New Species Book 18 Novels & Stories

“Yeah. Collecting positive and light energy is easy. I knew we would need to collect a lot of dark to balance it out. So, we stretched far and wide… Now this book contains… well, there’s so many depths and complexities to it, it’s difficult to explain. There are sections so evil, the book has adhered them together so no one can see them. Not even Leticia or me. We even harnessed the most horrific astral planes that should have never existed. Now they live in this book, as does everything that existed in them. It’s beyond 3D or 4D. It’s literally multi-dimensional.” “It’s the complete living encyclopedia of all things dark.” Leticia adds. “Kas knew at some point it would need a guardian stron

The air is light and refreshing, I find myself closing my eyes. Opening my eyes once more, I continue to walk forward. As I walk the grass beneath me begins to grow warm. I shift my gaze down and watch as the light green grass begins to glow yellow. From the middle of the clearing purple fog begins to form. The fog is thick and dark as it begins to further spread. I watch as the fog suddenly begins to spiral upward. Slowly the fog begins to clear and a large black dog with glowing purple eyes stands before me. Wisps of black flames surround the dog. The creature approaches me and then lies down in front of me.

"Try not to start any wars. We just cleaned up from last year." The main deck held perhaps two hundred people, human and supernatural criminals whose combined activities shaped global underground. Elena recognized handles from legendary exploits. Reaper, who'd crashed three stock markets simultaneously. Banshee, whose malware infected every military satellite. Eclipse, the shapeshifter who'd impersonated seven world leaders. "Fresh meat," someone growled behind her. "PhantomByte thinks Geneva makes them player." Elena turned slowly, finding a massive werewolf whose scarred face suggested violent history. His handle…Fang, was known for eliminating competition permanently.

Please don't let me lead us all to our slaughter. ________________ Norea's P.O.V. After returning Sydney to her cage, I went to get the other supplies I needed. I can't believe I can actually put my plan into motion. I have been waiting for centuries to do this. I was almost ready about a hundred years ago, but a few of the shifters died. I was so angry that I killed the rest, took a break, and started over. Now I have what I need, and they're all alive. When I return home, I begin setting everything up. I'm sure the two bunnies are awake now, and just like all my other shifters, they have no clue what's going on. I open the door to the room of cages and rub my hands together excitedly.

Or skin. I moved silently between the shelves, my fingers trailing over spines. History books. Genealogies. Accounts of the Purge that would have been burned if anyone knew they still existed. Then I found it. The Dragon Clans: A Complete History. The cover was warm to the touch. I barely had it open when a voice purred from the shadows: "Looking for something?" Hayden Moore stepped into the moonlight, twirling a knife between his fingers. His smile was all teeth.

Liam's voice is tight. Aldara doesn't answer immediately. She moves to another shelf. Pulls down a different text. Reads faster. "Aldara," Marcus says. "What did you find?" She looks up. Her ancient eyes are wide. Afraid. "The Dormant Luna isn't just a bridge between species," she says slowly. "She's a key." "A key to what?" I ask. Aldara sets the book down on the pedestal beside the lunar stone. Points to a passage written in larger script.

I had spoken to her about my suspicions, which she confirmed. Selene, it seemed, wanted the alpha of alphas to embody both of our identities. Kara had given me a small book containing information on other species when Aurora was out running. The leather was old, the pages a faded yellow, and the print so small I could just make out the scrawled text inside. There was a mix of drawings of creatures never seen. Part of me wanted to know where she got this text from and if the other creatures were as real as Luca’s.

The first lady whined, but Moira was too confident for her, she came to stand at my front, her hands gently placed on her dress as she gave them a challenging front. I leaned towards Moira and whispered, “who are they?” “They are the Luna's of this pack, their group is referred to as the congregation of Luna's and Alexa is their leader.” Moira pointed at the lady in the middle and I chewed on my lower lip, nodding my head as I took note of them. “Ohh, please pardon our manners my Luna,” Alexa began with a tiny chuckle. “We didn't mean to startle you, we were just so excited to walk into you.” She explained.

My wolf has been trying to heal me but there is only so little she can do. My life is a freaking nightmare but am sure it will all be over when she’s finally dead. Then the joke will be all on her. ****** ****** Today marks day two since I made the deal and my emotions have been all over the place. I’m anxious, nervous, over-excited and most of all hopeful. Hopeful for a bright future with my first love. Hopeful for nightmare free nights… tomorrow will mark the start of new beginnings I get my jay back; take my rightful place as Luna and rid this world of that monster they call Chaos.

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"