Natural Born Killer Book の小説・ストーリー

She smiled back, warmed by his approval. Gillow turned her attention to the tome. “So—this is it. The complete prophecy.” He pointed to the top section. “The northern pack had this part.” She leaned in to read: “A time will come when werewolves shall seek dominance over all humans. They shall be strongly opposed by their brothers with vampire blood. These hybrids shall stand behind the humans with the help of the child marked by the moon. But the others shall overcome with the child marked by the sun.” His finger moved to the middle piece. “This part was with your human father, Arnold. Saved by your mother the night you were born. I retrieved it from him later.”

I was too sleepy when I read that book earlier, so I didn't finish it. I have a lot of questions about what is happening now. Noah followed me into the study, and as he watched me rummage through the bookshelves, he came over and reached out to pick me up. "I want to be with you, but I don't want you to be like Angelina, I can risk my life with anything, but I won't risk your life." Noah said to me gently. I got the book and looked at it carefully. Finally, a piece of paper was found in the cover's compartment, which recorded about the awakening of the Blood's natural power.

“Nathaniel. He’s the one who read it in this really big, old book.” “The Supernatural Book?” Nana knew of it. Of course she did. “You know it?” I looked up at her and she nodded. “I know of it. But never have I seen it. Written by the first Hybrids from whom the entire supernatural bloodline came from” She whispered. “So, it’s true then?” I asked her. “All of it…it’s true?”

I shot up in bed, gasping for air. Sweat ran down my forehead, soaking my silk pajamas. My phone screen glowed beside me, the date showing the exact day of the house handover. I had been reborn. Memories from my past life still churned in my mind, and the burning sensation of being scorched by flames seemed to linger on my skin. Gabriel Lowe was still soundly asleep beside me, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, probably dreaming of striking it rich.

Or they did and that was why Natalie kept moving packs. Alissa remembered when Natalie arrived, she’d had a transfer from Vilkman, before that Lupus, which was where her parents’ resided. It was a few months before Alissa’s parents died, well were murdered, when Natalie arrived wanting to find the pack she belonged to, a desire to find her mate. Alissa hadn’t paid her much attention, too busy with Kristen debating who would transform first, who would take on which patrols and who would go into the human town first. Neither of them had ever left packland, not even to go to other packs. They were the laws they abided by, not that that ever stopped the pair stealing the car and daring to go jus

she then added. Everyone laughed at Sunshine long monologue. Arianne shook her mind. She's thinking maybe her colleagues are just being exaggerated. How can anyone aside from Jace or his parents can act arrogantly inside their own building? Well, she then remember Riza told her that Natalia Keller's father owns almost half of KI and that he has a good relationship with Stephen Keller, their chairman. Arianne wants to hear more about that certain Mrs. Keller when her phone buzzed. It was Riza so she hurriedly answered it.

Every king of hell could not stay out of it. In an instant, the remaining kings of hells also rushed over. Someone said, “You are the inheritor of Ksitigarbha? As expected, you’re powerful, but Nature’s Book is the nether realm’s treasure related to its normal operation. It must never be taken away by outsiders. So, please return the Nature’s Book to King Sandros!” Although Nature’s Book was currently in Blaze’s hand, everyone could tell. Most importantly, they had to depend on Alex’s attitude.

the man said, bowing. Looking around, I realized that no one was here except for the two of us. “Are you referring to me?” I asked. The man nodded. “Well, I'm no great one. My name is Alyssa, just Alyssa.” The man shook his head. “I know that is not your name.” “So why did you call me that?” I asked, puzzled. The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "She is gifted with thunder. The elements of nature are hers with it, she brings chaos or peace; as danger lurks around, feasting on the souls of the innocent, the world awaits her reign."

The simple black-skinned book was a scholar's chronicle of his search for lost knowledge at the time of the coming of the Dark Gods, and while it was an interesting read, it didn't really teach Viktor anything very useful. The book titled only Anatomy, on the other hand, fascinated him and he had to acknowledge that the concepts and detailed information it contained were easy for him to assimilate and integrate into his own knowledge. In fact, he seemed to have a strange affinity for the ideas presented in the book. He attributed this to the long relationship he had had with death by growing up as the son of a priest of the death god.

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.