Mortal Instruments Books Novels & Stories

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

"Elara, in a situation like last night, the more I protect you, the harsher the gods' punishment will be. You have a mortal body. If they truly decided to inflict a divine punishment, you wouldn't survive..." "Besides, we're about to leave this realm. I don't want any more complications. The child is innocent. Why do you resent her?" "I told you, it wasn't me," I said, my eyes burning. "Hydra's venom corrodes a god's ichor. How could a mortal like me ever get her hands on it?" Aresios seemed taken aback by my fierce reaction. He paused for a moment before softening his tone. "Alright, alright, it doesn't matter now."

I usually finished my assignments between classes or while my classmates were still working on exercises I had already completed, so I rarely had to take schoolwork home. "When we have to work with those old books in the library next year, it won’t be this easy," Annie said thoughtfully. "Why would we need to work with books?" I asked, confused. "Because of the extra courses for newly awakened wolves. That information is only in the books."

"What?" Attwell exclaimed, his body trembling. His face was a whirlwind of emotions as he asked, "Do you know the location of Triarchs' Immortal Instruments?" Chase grinned and answered, "If I did, why would I ask you to join me, Attwell?" Attwell's breath grew labored. Triarchs' Immortal Instruments, known as the Skyarch Tower, the Eartharch Book, and the Manarch's Sword, held incredible power. This immense power could only be fully realized when the Art of the Triarchs was employed alongside these sacred instruments.

he says, his tone serious. "I think I know what this is." His brow furrows. "I read about this in one of the books in the school's library. I think it's a pocket dimension." "A pocket dimension?" I shake my head. "What does that mean?" "It's an intentionally—magically—constructed space. One with limits. Boundaries. Usually, they're set up to trap someone or protect something." "Like an all-powerful relic." I exhale all the air in my chest.

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Mortal realm Pearl Jane stalled on the sidewalk outside the Good Book Shop with her hand on the latch and her stomach in knots. She knew this was a mortal realm the moment she went to the portal. But somehow, there was something missing again. Another memory lapsed, or she was in a different state of consciousness.

She tore the box open. Inside this box were a dozen books. Most looked the same—typical bindings, mostly classics. But one book stood out immediately. It didn’t look anything like the others. It was thick, overstuffed and weathered, with leather binding. It looked as if it had been through a war. And it looked ancient.

I chuckled to myself at the thought when the realized he had assumed wrong. As I did appear to be young - I had reached maturity at the age of 19 and stopped physically aging since - I was actually 59 years old. That was relatively young for a vampire, but inexperienced, not so much. This would just be one of many wolf lives I had ended. In fact, I had lost count at this point. Hmm. An idea formed in my mind. Maybe I should start a kill-book with details about all my victims so I can continue to relive the moments and maybe learn from any mistakes, although mistakes were rare for me. I could use it as training material for some of the others too.

You can just skip Part 2 and go directly to Part 3 *Gamma Carlos' Story is Completed once I launch the book, and we will dive directly into Beta Dominic and Alpha Darvin's stories BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon Will be launched around OCTOBER 12-13 *SCROLL DOWN FOR THE BLURB THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE Book 1 to 6 (The Black Shadow Pack Next Generation) Tentative Launch Date for Book 1 - DEC 2022 Book 1 will be Alpha Jace and xxx Book 2 will be Beta Tyler and Catherine Book 3 will be Gamma Austin and Lexi Book 4 will be Alpha Zach and Amber