Mistborn Series Book 2 Novels & Stories

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.

Worn out by the sheer terror and the physical pain of the journey, Chika and my own frame eventually drop into an exhausted sleep, our bodies still tightly secured to the iron seat bolts. The moment my eyelids flutter open again, my senses perceive that the transport has unloaded our frames into a completely new sector. Absolute darkness wraps around our positions, with only a tiny, silver sliver of moonlight filtering through a high, barred window pane, casting long, ominous shadows across the concrete floorboards. A distinct, foul stink of old blood and oil hangs heavy in the stagnant air.

"Will you teach us today?" I smiled automatically. "Of course." But as I stood... My gaze drifted toward the mountain entrance. Toward daylight. Toward freedom. Something inside me whispered. Run. Kellina's POV By late afternoon we had reached a narrow ridge. Below us stretched the entire Mystic Moon territory. The pack house looked tiny. Smoke curled from chimneys. Life continued. Without him. I hated that. Gorm suddenly held out an arm. "Don't move." "What?" He pointed. Fresh footprints.

Flashback Muntinlupa City Jail Accused by fraud and sentenced to five years, Lucy Mason keeps her sanity intact as long as she can. As a new prisoner in this kind of place that looks like hell, she tried her best to fit in. She woke up by the sudden hit of cold water on her face. "Wake up! You're not a queen here!", she knew that voice, it was from her mortal enemy, Arian. She opened her eyes and hastily wiped her wet face. She glared at her and Arian didn't like it.

I had to do the first attack or else he can either kill me or possess me. " You can't outrun us and I will going to end you today!" I roared and started scratching my claws on the muddy ground to make a final run to chopped his hideous spirit with my poisonous claws. But everything changed in just a split of seconds. A black mist strikes me like a wave of electricity. The moving mist quickly dived it directly inside my mouth. He's coming inside my body and this one is very strong. I keep struggling but the black smoke never stops until it subsided in the atmosphere.

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CHAPTER 29 – The Ruin Prophecy Rowan and Kai entered the Oracle chamber beneath the ruins of Arcadia. The air was thick with dust and echoes of the past, the floor littered with broken tiles and faded runes. Mistara stood at the center, her hands hovering above an ancient stone basin, flames flickering with a pale, almost ghostly light. “You’re late,” Mistara said softly, her eyes scanning Rowan’s tired face. “And you’ve seen him.”

Missy gave him the chance, but what she didn’t expect are the fusses surfacing their new chapter. Fusses not meant to create a rift but jeopardize their lives, fusses with secret beyond laughs and smiles; jaw dropping fusses. Book 2 of Vicious Billionaire Trilogy. Cannot be read as stand-alone. Book 1- Bride To The Vicious Billionaire. Book 2- Falling For The Vicious Billionaire. Love you all and thanks for the support.

Only one thing reassures me: it seems that they lose their power at sunrise. I close my last manual, pick up the pile and I put each book back in its place. My hands are trembling dangerously and my heart rate betrays my anxiety. While putting the last book down, I stay an instant with a hand placed on the edge, thinking. Right now, I have to look for another place to live, and it has to be fast!

She was my blue flaming phoenix and definitely made of fucking fire. Red portals were opened by the Nabellos, leading to Shadow Falls. It would definitely be handy to have people who could portal. We would not have to bother Lindsey or someone else who could open them. There were tables in front of the packhouse. Everyone was lined up and made their way to each table. So, we got in line and waited. My arms were wrapped around Imeela, and I focused on her scent to keep me as calm as possible. “Perfect. There you are,” Byron said as he came up to us.