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Authors Note: The Human is book number one. The New Age King is book number two. I highly suggest reading book one before reading the sequel, but if you don't want to you can manage the second without doing so. The one big thing in the first book was Goddess Selene's curse. She cursed all lycans to be born in wolf form. Their first shift wasn't until the age of ten. Thank you so much for reading. "Please, Selene, slow down. Where are we going," I ask as the Goddess in front of me practically sprints down the wide corridor?

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

She suddenly reached for her duffel bag, unzipped it and pulled out a medium sized book with a worn out cover that was made of leather before beginning to flip through the pages "What's wrong?" Anya and I asked together but she didn't reply "The blood pact, the blood pact" she murmured under her breath as she continued to skim through the pages Anya looked over at me in confusion and I shrugged ****** The moon was shining brightly in the sky by the time I pulled over in front of Alpha Scott's house three hours later. I turned off the engine and glanced over at my sleeping companions Anya had fallen asleep not long after Zeena had dozed off with the leather book on her thighs

“What did you find?” "They are texts on using blood as a catalyst for healing," I said, setting the stack on the side table. "I need you to go through them." Nadia picked up the first book and opened it. Diane and I both took a book and began reading. After twenty minutes, it was Diane who found it first. She had been working through the oldest of the four books, a volume with cracked binding and pages that had gone brittle at the edges, "Nadia, look at this!" Diane said as she held the book out and pointed to a section near the bottom of the page. Nadia leaned over and read the page carefully. “This could work,” she said.

There were three beds in the room, and it looked more like a mini-suite. He must’ve seen that I wasn’t convinced. “Promise, we’ll talk tomorrow. You should’ve seen yourself—your dark circles are screaming that you need rest.” I gave in and lay down. He placed the extra pillow behind me. I wasn’t sleepy at first, but the moment I felt the soft mattress and warm blanket, my eyelids began to grow heavy. Well... I let them win tonight. The Next Day “So?” he began as the waiter placed our coffee on the table. “What’s the deal?”

"Not necessarily. Time to name it a day." Speaking together along with her regular poker face, Anna extracted an e-book from the pile and confirmed it to Raven. "Dark Notebook -- The Occult Research Club's Activity Report --" The cowl had the ones phrases written in shiny crimson towards a pitch black background -- glaringly as specific from usual cultural golf equipment as night time from the day.

In fact, no matter how he felt about Lena, there was no other choice for him but to be with a person Heaven chose for him? That was something he couldn’t accept. Perhaps the only good side to things was that he could meet his soulmate early on, crossing paths with her during a walk through the Night-Blooming Garden. Her gray eyes opened widely when she spotted him and in a few but graceful steps she stood in front of him, cutting his path. “Nice to meet you, I’m Nyx. What’s your name?” “I’m Adon.”

As the first light of dawn painted the sky, Drew and Jette faced the uncertain day ahead—a day that held the promise of unraveling the mysteries that lingered in the shadows of dreams and the echoes of a past that seemed to resurface in the most unexpected ways. The dawn broke with hues of soft pinks and golds, casting a gentle glow upon the apartment as Jette and Drew sat on the edge of their bed, grappling with the residual unease from the night's disturbance. The old journal, a silent witness to the unfolding events, lay between them like a bridge between reality and the inexplicable. "Drew," Jette began, her voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and determination, "the book from my

Curiously I opened the book; the first page I saw, it had handwritten writing which looked very old and the pages were almost yellowish, it said “The sun will turn into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and dreadful day of the Lord’s arrival. He will come and claim what is his and the children of the night will bow down to it". I turned the page to read more but the book started to disappear from my hand. My vision went black and I posted back into my room with a pang of pain in my head I placed my hand on my head and my eyes opened wide. What does that mean? I thought. I opened the notes from my phone and type exactly what I read in the book. Children of night what does th

Betty filled my coffee cup. I wiped a crusty cluster of sediment from the corner of my eyes and mumbled, "Thank you." She gave me a sad smile and shuffled back into the stacks. I groaned, sipping coffee the consistency of motor oil. Time to get back to work. I sure as hell wasn't going to leave it alone. Not when I was so close to the answers I wanted. Fire brewed in my belly. I picked up the book in front of me. A demonology book. The history of incubi.