Mistletoe Books Novels & Stories

“There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss Chaos’s P.O.V I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing. Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me.

I still remember walking into the room for the first time and nearly crying over the floor-to-ceiling shelves. I occasionally add books to my collection, and today suddenly feels like the perfect day to do exactly that. I browse the shelves and pick up several books about herbology, a collection of old remedies, and a fascinating text about poisonous plants. Then a weathered copy of The Language of Flowers and Healing Herbs catches my eye. It's sitting on the highest shelf. I rise onto my tiptoes and stretch my arm. Another hand reaches it first. I frown and turn around only to see Alden Blackwood standing beside me, casually holding the book.

I hadn’t expected it to be easy, my life hadn’t exactly been easy either but taking my mother’s magic just brought things to a whole new level of what the hell. “Kiran, you’ll need to dry at least fifty ounces of mistletoe, crush them to make a tea. The mistletoe needs to cook for two days in a red pot. Never boiling, only simmering. After the two days are up (measure your time carefully, it must be exactly forty-eight hours) pour the liquid through a sift to separate the water and the mistletoe pieces. The clear liquid should be poured into blessed glass containers that seal with a rubber lid. You need to do this on a Thursday.

I defended, knowing it wasn’t entirely true. “I’ve made a background research on you Miss Mia Cruise and I know for a fact that this office is like your secret lair, you still mourn the puppy you lost to a tragic accident three years ago even more than your late father and you are a huge fan of De Brans bar and go there every weekend to get drunk,” he said and caught his breath right on time. I gave him a puzzled look which slowly turned into a wicked smirk. “I’m sure this is an invalid case in the court of law,” I said, resting my head on my jaw.

Mila thought this place had a tower of its own, because far up there, she could see the curtains covering the large windows that surrounded the spire. Meanwhile, the stone walls were lined with shelves displaying various types of books. There may be thousands or even tens of thousands of books in here. However, one thing that caught Mila's attention was… “These are ancient magic scriptures” Mila mumbled, running her fingertips across each book spine that was neatly arranged. They were all written in an ancient script that only a few vampires could translate. “This… is dark magic.” “Yes, these are all forbidden books that not just anyone can see.” Liam confirmed Mila's statement.

Zhong Yu said. "OK, let me open it." King Qing Yuan opened the book and started to flipping the pages. "What is this? It's a daily dairy. You useless jerk." "I'm so sorry, Your Majesty." She said. The king gave her a last chance to get the book. Zhong Yu went back to Chenyin's room. She started to wait for the right time to get the book. In the other side, Chenguang went to the forest with the poison book. She came to Zhang Wei with the book.

Kendra looked into the room and saw nobody, but she was attracted by a vast and luxurious wall of books. “Wow! So many books!” Kendra felt excited. The books in this room were even more than the library of her school. It must be the book room inside this castle. Kendra pushed the door and walked in slowly. “Oh my god!” She stood in front of the book wall and sighed again. Kendra glanced at the books and found they were all limited editions. Ordinary people couldn’t afford them at all. Why did this castle have so many cherished books? Kendra climbed the wooden ladder curiously and found an interesting book. She opened it and started reading.

I took the paper and opened it. It was a handwritten list, with titles of books I’d never heard of in my life. “Moonlit Surrender.” I read the first one out loud. “The Kraken's Forbidden Desire.” I looked at the next one. “Claimed by the Beast King.” I looked up at Nala. “What the fuck is this?” “Books.” “I can see that.” I looked back at the list. “Ravished by Moonlight. Surrendering to the Fire King.” I raised an eyebrow. “What are these?”

Something's really blooming, he thought to himself before he grinned. Chloe sat at the chair in front of many books she chose and let out a deep breath. The heat from her face was already gone but Jared's words still rang through her ears. The brunette quickly shook her head to keep out any unnecessary thoughts at the moment and focused on the large book she was holding. She ran her fingers across the name. The cover was mystical and she could feel the power that radiates from it. Master Hunn sure loved History. "The Magical History," she recited in a gentle voice. Chloe opened the book and her eyes widened.

With quickened footsteps, she dashed to the shelf and found only two books still laying. Eyes closed and the outside world shut completely. "Focus and you shall get what you want!" She silently said to herself with hands that were raised halfway to the books. As soon as she opened her eyes, the bold, gold letters glowed on the backside of the two books. They began to mechanically shake and eventually fell from the shelf to her hands. "The Waters Beneath Will Deliver—The Winds Shall Redeem Me From NERIDA." "Why are there two books?" Amethyst halted to browse the black covered book. She only got a glimpse of the inside of the book which was empty. Turning to the gold-covered book, she glimpsed