Ninth House Book Novels & Stories

If I knew anything about him at all, I knew he will remain unresponsive like this until he has finished mourning. Gathering her into my arms, I got onto my feet and turned towards her house. I didn't care if I was thrown backwards by whatever force that was protecting her house. I didn't even have time to be surprised when I walked through her front door and nothing happened. I walked into her house only to be met with silence. I expected her family to be here but I think they don't know yet. Her bedroom was easy to locate since all I had to do was follow her scent. I entered her room and got assaulted by her scent.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

"I'm just so devastated. I just got dumped, and Isla is being so cruel to me. I feel like I want to die." Hannah shot me a venomous glare as she came out of the break room. "Picking on a newbie—real classy. What goes around comes around." … I purposely worked late until eight. When I packed up to leave, I realized my house keys were missing. I searched every drawer and my bag—nothing. I figured I'd call the property manager and a locksmith once I got home. When I reached my door, I noticed it was cracked open—unlocked. My heart sank. A bad feeling washed over me.

Three days before Sheldon was supposed to leave the country, he mortgaged our house. He even helped us pack, moving me and the boys into a tiny one-room basement unit on the third floor down. It was barely 300 square feet and was damp, musty, and dark. Sheldon stood in the middle of that little room, talking to our sons as if he was giving some grand speech.

Old wood, creaky floors, the smell of dust and time. The librarian — a small woman with silver hair and eyes like steel — looked up as I approached. “I’m trying to learn about my property,” I said. “Up on Ridge Hill. Locals call it the Varyn House.” Her hands stilled. “That one.” “That’s the second time someone’s said it like it’s a disease.” She disappeared into the back, then returned with a smoke-stained folder. “This is all we have. The fire destroyed the rest.” Because of course it did.

After remembering for the eighth time that I am the real heiress to the wealthy Fletcher family, my brothers are about to hypnotize me again for the ninth time. My three older brothers, Dustin, Dominic, and Derek Fletcher, make me draw lots to decide the role that I'm going to have to assume after I'm hypnotized. The three lots are labeled "fake heiress", "the maid's daughter", and "the impoverished student the family is sponsoring". "Draw one." I don't move a muscle. Dustin's face turns grim first. "If you still want to continue living in the Fletcher household, Autumn, then stop trying to steal Daphne's identity away from her!" Dominic frowns and says impatiently, "Can't you be more

This novella is the 9th book in the Guardian series, the 5th in the Guardian Next Generation series. While it can be read as a stand-alone book, references will be made to other events and people without full description of those events here. It is recommended that you read the other books in this series before this one. ---------

“It’s like the temple itself is watching us.” Bram rolled his shoulders. “Then let it watch. We don’t have time to be scared of walls.” They walked in tense silence until the passage opened into another chamber, this one vast and lined with towering obelisks. At its center stood a pedestal, atop which lay a worn book bound in deep blue leather. The air around it shimmered, as if resisting their presence. Elior approached cautiously. “The First King’s records.” Rael furrowed his brow. “He knew about the chains. Maybe he knew what breaking them would do.”

"Time to come home." **END OF CHAPTER NINE**