Ninth House Sequel Novels & Stories

Third-Person POV Antonio couldn't shake the feeling that something felt wrong. He hadn't dreamed of Natalina in ages, but tonight, he dreamed of the look in her eyes during their last fight. It wasn't a look of hatred or resentment. All she had done was calmly stare at him, as if she was looking at a ledger that was written off. That calmness unsettled him. He picked up his phone to call her, but two notifications caught his eye. The first was an alert from the Ragusa Famiglia's intelligence network with the headline reading, "The Corradini Famiglia is set to seal a marriage alliance with a Famiglia in Nipalino."

He felt strange but he still stand up and walk towards the chief’s office. “You’re already aware of it right?” the serious face of their chief is what greeted him as soon as he entered Jake felt his heart skip a beat. He’s nervous as he already have an idea of what the chief is talking about. “What are you talking about chief?” He pretended to be calm outside but his inside is in chaos “Don’t play pretend with me Jake. You’re already aware about the strange connection of Blaine to the Phantom Night case right?” Jake ignored the tense atmosphere and casually walk towards the empty seat infront of the chief

I had heard enough. I worry about Flavian. He will be toppled, so they say. I have heard many a rumor about Fenrir Fauntleroy, who goes by many names, and I believe it when they say he’s fearsome. How in the world can I help Flavian? “Thank you. You may now leave,” I calmly order them to leave my chambers as I fall into deep thinking. It was a few days after that my sister barged into my room and, for some surprising twist of fate, I was on my way to the House of the Wolves later that same day.

Apparently, Maisie had gotten her hands on some secret technique and had tried to restore her sight by cutting out Justin's eyes while he was still alive. But when Justin found out she planned to come after me, he trapped her, set everything on fire, and took her down with him. - Lately, Kaelen had been acting really strange. He had suddenly gone all monk-like and barely even looked at me anymore. He would even run off when he saw me coming. I started to suspect he might be seeing someone else behind my back. So one night, I pinned him on the bed. "Wh-what are you doing?"

Guests took a seat after him. I listened intently to their suggestions on how to stop the killings of mad werewolves. @DeathWish Thank you once again for opening this Chapter, I hope you like it and want to continue it by searching: Alpha King Checkmate in Search Bar. Thank you so much and have a wonderful day. I'll update the Nine Months Soon. Thank you!

she said finally. So I told her. All of it. The test. Sebastian showing up at the door. The breakfast. The thing he'd said--you're not going anywhere--in that utterly calm, completely certain voice. And then the part that still made my pulse do something complicated and embarrassing: little storm. Jade listened without interrupting, which was remarkable for her. When I finished, she was quiet for a long moment. "Okay," she said. "So your one-night stand is your landlord, your childhood savior, and apparently a man who's been looking for you for ten years. And you're carrying his baby."

I leaned against the cold brick wall, my hand trembling as I pulled my phone from my pocket and called my assistant, Maria, to come get me. The ninth time. I thought back to the ridiculous bet Julia had proposed a year ago. "Nine choices, Leona. Let's see who Isak really picks. The loser walks." The first time was at my mother's funeral. A rival family crashed the service and opened fire. Isak dove to shield Julia without a second thought. The second time was at his succession ceremony. A bomb went off, and his first instinct was, again, to protect Julia. The third, fourth, fifth time…