Mrs Vines Dark Winds Novels & Stories

He didn't touch her, dancing with a handkerchief between their hands, using it to guide her through spins and around the ballroom. Viola, the second of the twins, was helped by Ezra, the old mage of the woods. I don't think that he was completely dead, because there were times his eyes would glow a deep bright red. It terrified me when they looked on Viola, because they always focused on her neck, right where her shoulder met her neck, where her carotid artery was thickest. It shook me to my core.

A dark Bentley SUV with heavily tinted windows. Vivienne’s breath stopped. Her fingers curled against the hem of the cardigan as the car slowed beneath the bright driveway lights. Her eyes tracked the outline of the driver’s silhouette through the tinted windows. She couldn’t see him—but she knew it was him. Knox Maddox. Her pulse thundered in her ears as the engine cut off. Several agonizing minutes later, her phone buzzed. Wes: Come. Now. Vivienne’s hands trembled as she placed the phone on the sofa beside her.

Anna's POV The air was still smelling of blood and wet earth when the wind shifted. I didn’t move as I wasn't bothered even with my vines attacked and cut down The last of my vine beasts twitched on the ground with its severed stems leaking green liquid on the soil. My gaze turned toward the dark treeline where the sword came from. Two figures darted through the shadows. They landed beside the injured assassin woman and one crouched down to lift her while the other covered them. The faint hum of spiritual power mists pulsed all over their bodies.

At Raven's subtle gesture, Rein and Calder collapsed at our feet. I called forth my enchanted sword, gently resting its blade against Rein's throat. "The world may fear us sisters, but there are those who hold us dear: the High King of Heaven, the Whispering Witch, the Pomegranate Moon Witch...and Kael and Raven. Their presence keeps hope alive, holding back the tide of chaos. "However, as for you, you're about to wade through your very own maelstrom of chaos." Together, Serena and I unleashed our power, driving them both to the edge of death.

The exhaustion from my emotions dragged me away into the darkness easily. I closed my heavy eyes as my subconscious took over. The dark abyss appeared around me. Pure darkness with no escape. I wasn't falling, instead standing on the water but never being wet. I heard the ticking of the clock. Tick, tick, tick. Panic was rising. I had no idea what the ticking was or where it was coming from, but something deep inside me knew it was not good. I felt like it signaled the end. But the end of what was unclear.

Home to animals that had been driven away when their original shelters had been destroyed. Images of the past returned. Blood had run between the twisted roots of trees, coagulating and feeding the insects and weeds. The moisture had made the ground softer, easier to turn and create a shallow grave for the first victim. He remembered the sight of the beast within the shadows. A tall being, garbed in a cowl that covered its features but enabled a set of impressive antlers to protrude. And the woman. Waiting on the shore and watching. Her words were kind and wise when he staggered back, his own crew oblivious to the wretched conundrum he'd gotten them into.

“Everything is brighter, everything is … like I have the most incredible thing to look forward to, and this is a girl who has dated like probably a few dozen of the richest men in D.C., but none of them were good enough for her. I mean, I know Haven doesn’t encourage her girls to actually date the clients but come on, I’m sure most threw themselves at her, offered her the world. She’s not interested in money, she just wants to finish school without debt. She could have just attached to a sugar daddy anytime, but she’s not like that.” “I don’t like where this is going,” Heath said, reading my lost puppy dog face. I sat up suddenly and said, “there’s only one way to play this, go big or give u

wait, twinkling eyes? That snapped some sense. The falling of the fan is no coincidence. Why would there be a wind suddenly blowing from somewhere in closed area, anyway? It must be Prince David's doing so that Prince Evan would pick up the fan and touch the Madame so he could charm her. It was all scripted.

We scrambled out the hall to get to class when the smell hits me the most delicious fumes vanilla and honey with a hint of rose and strawberries I look around letting my nose guide me trying to figure out where the smell is coming from when I see a tall slim but thick in all the right places long flowing hair brown skin girl turn the corner headed towards me Damn she sexy I thought But then she almost walks straight into me looking down into her books I catch a glimpse seeing those beautiful hazel eyes and she’s smart to hmm and I am stuck watching her I’m talking about if it wasn’t for Josh we both would be on the floor so I side step when he pulls me only for her to brush into me and a rus

THE UNSEEN ENEMY The cold wind whipped relentlessly around the cliffs, tugging at Iris’s dress and her tangled thoughts. The sea below churned violently, waves crashing against the jagged rocks as if echoing the storm brewing inside her. She stood rooted, heart pounding, staring down the man before her—Silas Wren. His figure was bathed in moonlight, his coat billowing like a dark shadow. His smile was calm, almost serene, but in his eyes lay a chilling coldness that made her skin crawl.