Mistborn Series Book 2 Novels & Stories

Befriending Mabel seemed a very good idea at first but as Devlin found out, it was harder than it looked. Although he continued giving her flowers and chocolates, she still seemed wary of him. On the day of their promised date, he gave her the book she wanted longingly. She was hesitant at first but when Devlin reminded her that it might not be available again as it was a bestseller, she accepted it graciously by giving him a peck on the cheek which made Devlin’s day. As it was still summer and too hot outside, he took her to the new Al Reem Mall. As they sat in a glass paned balcony overlooking the sea, he asked her what was bothering him for a long time.

Despite the challenges that lay ahead, they found solace in the prospect of a fresh start far from the reach of their enemies. As the plane soared through the sky, leaving behind the turmoil of their past lives, the mafia boss and the woman found themselves seated side by side, surrounded by a quiet calmness that enveloped them like a protective cocoon. The hum of the aircraft's engines provided a soothing backdrop to their conversation as they reflected on the journey that lay ahead. The mafia boss turned to see the woman beside him. "I owe you an apology, my dear. I let my ambition blind me, and in doing so, I lost sight of what truly matters."

TAWNY I wiped the blood and sweat from my brow in an over-exaggerated movement. I was beat, tired, overwhelmed, exasperated; as many words, as you can find to explain how broken a will and resolve was, I was it. The aftermath of the carnage I stood amongst, was unimaginable. The streets ran red with blood that was slowly being absorbed by the dry dirt of Cambiador. I looked up to Mason, one of Lamia’s warriors, hoisting yet another body over his shoulder and placing it in the bed of the truck, with the others.

Relief floods through me as I approach the door. I try the handle, and the door creaks open, revealing a cozy interior. I throw myself into the cabin, slamming the door shut behind me. A small fire crackles in the fireplace, casting a warm glow across the room. On the other side of the door, the creature roars again. My chest heaving, I look out a window just in time to see it sulking away into the night. God, that was close. What was that thing, anyway? And where am I? Who lives here?

The pack howls again, and this time, it feels like laughter. Blackthorn is whole. The night is ours. And for once, I don’t mind being a little bit immortal. ***End of Book 1*** Thank you so much to all the wonderful people who read this book. These characters have crawled under my skin and set up camp. Knowing I’m not the only one who loves them, warms my heart. Please keep a look-out in the coming weeks for Book 2, where we follow Kieran on his journey to rebuild Silvercrest, and maybe finally find a love of his own. Blood Oath: A Different Kind of Alpha, by Quinn Montclair.

In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.

The one she swore she’d never open unless she had to. It wasn’t really a book anymore at all. It used to be, once — long ago, before water and smoke and teeth and panic had worked on it. Now it was a block. Thick and lopsided, bound in mismatched leather, edges burned and split. Half the pages were gone, charred to curls. The writing that remained had bled in places, ink like old blood, symbols Baylee didn’t recognize, stuttering between languages that shouldn’t have sat together.

"I won't force you, but I can assure you that wherever we go you'll be happy and accepted. There are a lot of people who has struggled like you there, come, you'll be rogue, but at least you'll find bliss." Slowly Celeste reached for his hand, hesitantly taking it. "I...I'm ready." *** **** And this is the end of book one, book two will be continue here in this book, so don't worry guys... And I know you guys might hate me, but bleh I knew I had it coming, please to comment your thoughts and I give you authority to curse me out if you want...😌😩😥

Lucas ~*~ It has been four slow, cruel and torturous days and I stayed beside Mari every second of it, only leaving when I needed to go change or wash. The rest, I was a guard dog watching over its food. On the second day after Mari was settled in her room, Chase arrived, bloodshot eyes, and a little skinnier than the last time I've seen him. The fact that I was a little bit relieved that he was here for Mari dissolved when I learned that Gian still wasn't getting any better.

I need not hide my identify as Machitis as her absence has taken away Sebastain Agreste and now only lives the beast himself. The End of part 1. Thank you for reading my book. Please Please rate and comment on the MAIN page. Lots of lose ends that will be met in part 2 and 3. Including the Ghouzis wealth, the reason behind Sebastians hate for her people, and Raphael. Stay tuned to find out. Authors note