Mistborn Epub Novels & Stories

“The Chateau. Any good?” “I like it. It’s about these two sisters who get trafficked working in a labor camp, and while the older sister is there, she falls in love with one of the guards…who ends up being more than a guard—and that’s as far as I’ve gotten.” He gave a slow nod. “That does sound good. You like romance?” “I read everything. I just finished Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson.” “I didn’t know you liked to read so much.” He continued to eat, but his eyes were glued to my face like he was truly enraptured by my words. He wasn’t half listening, but actually invested in what I had to say.

But destiny had other plans for me. After my last class, I found myself alone in a classroom, searching for a lost textbook. It was there that I bumped into my ex, Mason. Our breakup had been far from amicable, and the tension between us was palpable. He leered at me, moving closer, his intentions clear. My heart raced as he tried to force a kiss, his grip on my arm growing tighter. Panic surged through me, but then something inexplicable occurred. I felt a searing pain in my head as Mason slammed me against a desk. When I managed to focus, terror gripped my heart. Mason's eyes had turned a pitch-black, devoid of any humanity. His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet.

~ Nyra ~ Mavira found me in the library after breakfast. I hadn't met her before. She walked in like she owned the room — tall, dark skinned, hair loose around her shoulders, a stack of books tucked under one arm. She dropped into the chair across from mine without being invited, dumped her books on the table, and looked at me like we'd already been introduced. "You're the Luna," she said. "Yes," I said. "I'm Mavira. Damon's younger sister." She flipped one of her books open. "I was at the southern pack for two weeks so I missed your whole arrival. Everyone's been talking about you." She glanced up. "You're not what I expected."

Nathan considered for a moment before offering, “I can learn it. It can be our secret language here. And when we wed, we’ll travel to Hanmin where the ocean is blue, and the fish is fresh.” Sarang laughed. “You hate fish.” “Just salmon.” Sarang’s eyes twinkled as he hummed in amusement. “There is a place in Hanmin,” he began, his voice taking on a wistful lilt. “The sunrise bathes it in gold, the vegetation is lush and vibrant, and the wind carries the scent of the sea. If you listen closely, you can hear spirits whispering through the trees. The ocean stretches out in endless blue, lapping at the shore of an island untouched by time, with fruits and creatures no one has discovered, and a mo

I mumbled, getting annoyed at the mere fact that I heard his voice the moment I was celebrating his absence. It made me feel how wrong I was and how Luca's presence would always glue to me even though he was absent. Deciding to enjoy the few hours I had, I sat comfortably on the sliding bench. The bright ray of the warm sun shone onto my skin, emitting a dark orange glow. TINT by Morrison Ishanique was the title of my book, written by a Jamaican author. It was my first ever Jamaican read, and though the language barrier, I still understood a little of every word. It was all thanks to my interest in languages too.

"Right after you left from my house para pumunta rito sa death anniversary ng parents mo. Liam took a certain book from your house. 'WHERE THE SUN DOESN'T SHINE'. He happened to be a fan of that book at dahil sa kanya at sa tulong ni Mason, nahanap namin 'yon." "You've found that file inside that book? As in in that book?" I asked with doubtful voice. "MJB stands for that author's name of that book, Ms. Javier. And '206' means a specific page. I know you have remembered that book." I quickly nodded at him. Because heck! Mahalaga sa'kin ang librong 'yon amd good thing Liam was sneaky enough to steal it behind my back.

he answered and looked away from her. Aramina didn’t understand why he suddenly looked away, he had this look of regret in his eyes; and she couldn’t help but wonder if he regretted having her as his mate since she was so inadequate. She brought out her phone and took selfies of herself, after toying with her phone for a while she got bored and gradually she dozed off. *****************

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

A soft, genuine smile broke through her blush, her fingers automatically curling around his hand, squeezing back. In the quiet warmth of the garden, surrounded by the high stone walls that kept the dangerous world at bay, life felt remarkably sweet. They were two broken, violent souls born into a dark underworld, but right here, under the golden morning sun, they had found a rare, beautiful piece of heaven.

" … Edward frowned deeply. When he spoke, it sounded like he was grinding his teeth. "Jasmine, your sister is about to kill herself, and you're still thinking about a handkerchief? "Is romance really that important to you? Important enough to make you this cruel?" The moon hung high in the sky. It was already late at night. Edward turned and stormed off, his sleeve snapping in the wind. I stood alone in the middle of the street, the cold wind making my head spin. However, the colder my heart felt, the tighter I held onto the engagement document.