Next Cormoran Strike Book Novels & Stories

Mr Glamora replied while trying to find a cogent reason that would Explain what his brother was trying to say "The answer is yes and also No, They succeeded in burning off the bodies but discovered something huge in return!" Hambora replied while Glamora furrowed his eyebrows, he was getting confused "After burning the bodies, Our Men were attacked by a pack of Wolves, None survived but hopefully, Cornor survived and crawl back to the Headquarters but he's at the brink of Extinction, I will Lead you to him!" Mr Hambora Explained as they stopped at a door, after taking some few steps inside the door, Mr Glamora Verah frowned his face at the sight of Cornor whose his body was covered in bandag

Panic quickly started setting in as I looked behind me and noticed the amount of blood on the floor surrounding me. Trying to steady my breathing once more, I told myself that I needed to think and leaned back slightly, looking towards the simple stone ceiling before jumping away as someone grabbed a lock of my hair, ripping it out with a cackling laugh. I swallowed hard before forcing myself to scoot away from the now screaming woman. Her gaunt face looked down at the lock of my hair in pure fascination before looking back up at where I had moved away. She reached through the bars separating us with a hand that was half human, and half yellow-scaled fingers, tipped with shiny black talons.

I'm trying to make sure I don't forget anything when I'm interrupted by a strange noise coming from the end of the corridor. I don't know what it could be. I walk slowly down the corridor guided by the noises. In front of a mysterious door, I stop, holding my breath. I carefully turn the handle, it isn't locked, I open it wide and find myself facing a staircase that descends along a narrow corridor. I can't see anything down there. It's too dark. A shiver runs through my spine. This place is really morose. I listen out again for the noise, but there's nothing but an oppressive silence.

Then I looked outside as if I didn't ask the man. From the window, you can see the tall building of the Storm Corporation, and I felt suddenly jittery. Dahlia, don't worry, you can do it! @Death Wish Hi there guys! Thank you so much for your support and I want you to know that it really helped me a lot. Hope you might want to drop a beautiful review for this book. I really wanted to hear from you. Also, you can read my other books which are... TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

Aside from some old furniture, it was mostly empty now. Christina looked around slowly. Suddenly, she discovered a diary hidden in a compartment in the desk. She flipped to the first page. Her breath caught when she saw the twisted, fear-filled handwriting, and she immediately realized it was written right after Paige had been assaulted. "Why did they do that to me? I hate that man in the black jacket—the one they called Ro. The scar above his left eyebrow haunts my dreams… I don't want to live anymore, but I worry about my brother… I hate this!"

"She said she'll be coming here. She wants to understand everything you've handled for Ms. Windham—every detail." Cormac's earlier schemes vanished in an instant. Just moments ago, he had been planning to humble Lucas, make him understand that even after retirement, Cormac's presence would still matter. But now? Now everything was crumbling. In his panic, Cormac missed the critical point: once the Special Missions Unit got involved, they wouldn't just stop at his daughter. They'd dig into everything—including him. A crushing dread pressed in. He had never felt such utter powerlessness. His vision swam, and then—blackness. Cormac collapsed to the floor.

she had feel right into their trap. "How about we try this again... what do you say" Coraline said and stood up.. she stopped walking in front of felicity and glanced at the petrified body on the floor... "I'm sure you don't want to end up like her... no one does.." She said and chuckled a bit before she continued... "where the hell is the damn book! and I don't want any wrong answers..." Coraline threanted... and felicity felt her stomach churn... it was indeed a trap... if only she had listened to Lisa...

This time something deep beneath the fortress answered. A low, resonant hum. Like stone groaning awake after centuries of sleep. His blood turned to ice. The Gate. No. Not the Gate. Something else. Something below. The trembling stopped as suddenly as it began. Silence swallowed the room. Only the rain remained. Corin stared at the glowing journal, chest heaving. Then he moved. Fast. He snatched up the journal and bolted from the library. Afnan stood in the moon hall, candlelight dancing across the silver threads woven into her dark robe.

But no one said his name. Cora leaned back slightly, processing. She didn’t look at me with doubt. She looked at me like I was a resource. Useful. That should have felt insulting. It didn’t. It felt like progress. By late afternoon, patrol adjustments were in place. Eric gave the orders. I carried them out without altering a single command. That was deliberate. The rogue strike came just before dusk. Small. Efficient. Too clean to be reckless. They hit the eastern ridge exactly where predicted.

“What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Coral whispered, “I’m afraid… a storm’s about to hit the company.” “A storm?” Mark frowned. “What do you mean?” But Coral had already grabbed his coat and rushed out the door. “I don’t have time to explain. I need to prepare.” ***** Days Later Liam was lounging at home, flipping through TV channels, sipping whiskey, and laughing at a reality show when a loud knock thundered on his front door. Before he could stand, the door burst open.