Night Huntress Series Reading Order Novels & Stories

It was akin to a feather slowly falling to the ground without interruption. Alex pressed kisses on her face before realizing she has fainted. He continued to lick the column of her neck, tempted to mark her. He wanted her to be conscious when he did it, though. He pulled out and laid next to her, hugging her close. He was expecting her to come around after a while, but nope. She directly went to sleep and he began to hear her light snoozing sound. Ah, yes. How he missed hearing that. It was cute. He pressed a kiss on her lips before searching for a blanket to cover themselves with. He figured he deserved to sleep next to her from now on. He watched her with contentment in his heart. She’s hi

At least this gave me more of an opportunity to run if I had to. I fell back into the bed overjoyed. I couldn't wait to get out of here and make some friends. It was going to be hard with a bodyguard following me around but I was sure I could make a deal with him to stay out of sight. I couldn't go back to sleep so I hoped up and headed to the shower. By the time I was done the sun was coming up and I was wide awake now. I went down to the kitchen and Rose the housekeeper was already starting breakfast. It was barely six o'clock but with as many people as she had to feed it took time. Plus she always made sure the coffee was ready early because sir fucktard was always awake early.

Why? I saw her eyes close, "Rest." I said. I stood up to get a blanket for her, but she suddenly opens her eyes and grabs unto my shirt to pull down to her. Her cheek against my own. What she whispers so quietly that I could barely hear, sent worry down right to my very soul. She whispered " Sangui el Sanquis krono esmerna fitabella Elizabetha Nightwalker, that is what he said." Then she fell asleep. This is bad...this is really really bad.

She commanded. No one moved. Her eyes glazed around and then she spoke. “Denise, come forward.” The blood walked forward, dipped her hand into the box and pulled out a paper. I waited, watching her unwrap it and she smiled. “It's not me.” “Amber,” the priestess called. The red Head climbed the stairs and picked a paper. She was shaking as she opened the paper and then spoke with a relaxed happy voice. “Not me, either.” Then the next one climbed and another until…

The Alphas of the council followed apprehensively through the darkened tunnel till the Royal Lycan Library came into view and soon the vast room filled out with broad-shouldered werewolves. “This Library which once laid above ground holds all the information pertaining to the Royal rule and I have a feeling it is where we will find the answer to our dilemma.” Looking around the dusty room they shrugged and within minutes books and scrolls were being inspected. “I think I found something.” A large leather-bound book found on the bottom-most shelf inscribed in gold drew the attention of the men in the room. “Consilium successionis” Max read and placed the book down on the podium. “Plan of succ

Leaves. I close my swollen eyes. Tomorrow. Pyre. Flames. End. I let my head fall forward. The chains creak. In the silence of my deaf world, one last thought surfaces—clear, quiet, final: *If there’s anything after… find me, Victoria.* *I’ll wait.* The fire crackles. The chains hold. And Raven Winterstar—nine years old, scion of death, girlfriend of a vampire princess—waits for the dawn that will burn her away.

Caitlyn’s POV My dreams were confusing, completely horrifying, filled with strange flashes and voices. I woke up that morning in our front yard once again—naked. “Oh shit,” I gasped, looking around, relieved that I wasn’t in some woods far away from home. “Who is there?” Joanna’s voice prompted me to hurry back to my room. She stepped out to investigate, but I had already begun climbing up anyway. The task had become easy. I guessed it was because my body was getting used to sneaking back in.

The whispers grew with each hour, until even the most loyal wolves began to wonder in the dark if their Alpha’s love for his daughter might cost them all. Inside the den, Lyra stirred as Isla whimpered in her sleep. She held her close, whispering soothing words, unaware that outside, fear was growing like weeds in the soil. Damien stood awake at the entrance, his eyes fixed on the forest. His instincts told him the true fight had not yet begun. And though he could not see them, the shadows were already weaving their poison through the hearts of his wolves.

As hard as I tried, I couldn’t decipher what it might be. One of the primary differences I noticed between my life in Geo’s kingdom and that of my new realm was the hours they kept. Where Verso tended to imitate the timeline of humans, Vampire Land was, for the most part, nocturnal. Luthias prepared me for this in advance, so when the early dawn peeked over the horizon and the members of court made polite exits to their living quarters, it came as no surprise.

Curiosity bit at her. Who would be calling him in the middle of the day? Weren't all the vamps meant to be fast asleep by now. This must be the equivalent as a two am call for any human, so it may be important. Tentatively she reached out, being careful not to wake him up as she slid her hand up inside his jacket. Her fingers ran along the velvet lining moving slow and methodically until she located the pocket and grabbed the phone, being careful not to let the still vibrating phone touch him as she retrieved it. Her eyes stayed locked on him the entire time she was moving, making sure that he stayed asleep She wasn't sure how he'd react if he saw her sneaking a look at his phone. Satisfied