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"I love you" The white light stretching in front of him as it hits him. To know nothing after it . Everything goes dark, as he feels his consciousness fading. His body burns with the current, thrashing to only silent down . Staring at the full moon above with his moist eyes going still, he finally submits to darkness that laid the foundation of the rise of the one only know in books. It was indeed. "The begining of the death wolf" ........ Book 1 End. Book 2 titled : The Rise of death

But these aren’t the detectives one would expect at a crime scene. “This is definitely one of the twins. Clear this shit up, I don’t want any form of human interference in this. Especially the police, that would just be bad for business”. “We found this ma’am” one of the goons walk to the red haired woman and hands a book to her. “What is this?” “Have a look”. She opens the book and sees his name, Drago Morningstar. “O, what do we have here?”, she says to herself and flips the next page to see another name, Nightmare.

With a cunning smile and two, he repeated the following question in an eerie and knocking tone that had for the past while Winona just asks of him. “Have you ever slept with the happy voices that turn out to be a scream for help and from horror? A terror within your dream. A nightmare inside a nightmare. Then you realize that you understand what is a nightmare.” A cunning smile draws to his face and all long while saying those words. A clear mockery of the game that Winona just played and ended. A sly way to protest, and somehow honestly tell her that it is better to take it a bit slower than it is intended to. For in this book and world, darkness and hell are inevitable and true.

The other night, I came to confront Nate about what I saw, and thanks to this book, I got the information I was looking for. "The Wolves of Newcastle? Pfff, Felicia, it's mythology. You can't rely on that to say that Nate is in danger." Oliver affirmed "And what you saw the other night, was that mythology, do you think?" "Okay, show me." "Look! And tomorrow is a full moon night." "Tomorrow? How do you know that?" He asked "It's the librarian, Derrick." "Derrick? There is no librarian by that name." Alicia said "Since when have you been here?" Surprised

________________ Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers, Welcome to the enthralling world of Shadows in the Night: Secrets of the Howling Heart🌙✨ As an author, crafting this tale has been a journey through the captivating city of Bucharest, where the ordinary and the supernatural converge, and destinies entwine amidst the enchanting allure of mystery and love. Get ready to dive into a world where mystery and the unexpected walk hand in hand. This story unfolds in the captivating streets of Bucharest, where every corner holds secrets, every alley whispers untold tales, and every character is a puzzle waiting to be solved.

"What if they had killed the four of us? Anthony paced across the room with fear radiating from him Or send a P.I to get to the buttom of this, you have to do something Daylan, we are in grave danger. Anthony eyes met with Daylan's. Jamie walked towards daylan held his hands as her head rested on his shoulder, Daylan was stilled his head was aching and the same time figuring out somethings. Faye worrisome attitude towards him make his head bang, noticing the pain on his shoulder he blinked and turned to Jamie. "It is getting late, go and freshen up", he pulled Jamie away gently showing her the bathroom. After dinner, Anthony and Daylan double checked the rooms while Anthony entered his to sl

The book was bound in black leather and embossed with strange symbols. Amanda opened the book, and as she read the first page, her heart sank. The book contained information about Marcelyn, but it also contained something far more sinister. Something that could put their lives in danger. Amanda's hands trembled as she flipped through the pages of the book, her eyes widening with each passing moment. The book contained information about a secret society of vampires who called themselves the Order of the Night. According to the book, the Order had been operating in the shadows for centuries, manipulating the course of history and pulling the strings of those in power. They were rumored to poss

////////////////////////////////////////////// POV(FIONA), I walked down straight to the beach in my uniform heading to the serving point, darkness had took over the day and the moon came to light it up, it was a full moon tonight, and it was somewhat special. I smiled at the amazing view of the tents, the tents were arranged with ranks, the first one was for the Alpha, the second for the Beta, the third for the Zeta's, the fourth for the Gammas, the fifth for the delta and I wouldn't call the last one, a rank, but I'll say it anyway, the Omega's tent since it was our serving center, the tents were half filled, and we expected more guests. The higher-ups were clanking their cups of wine whil

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

On my return, I creep back up the towering staircase; hopeful not to disturb anyone as I concentrate hard on not spilling my scolding drink, eager to take a sip. Back in the sanctuary of my room, I cautiously give the door a shove before rummaging amongst my gifts for the old book Isaac had gifted me upon my awakening—figuring this would be a good way to pass some time. Still dressed in the vintage cloth it was originally wrapped in, I can’t help but wonder if the family relic will hold some of the unanswered questions I have about the pack that’s looking after me, or more specifically, about Elijah. With only negative connotations coming to mind when thinking of the Shadow Pack, I feel some