Novel Solo Novels & Stories

Wiping his hands on his pants, he tried again and was able to dial 911. As he waited for the call to connect, his eyes roamed the library, darting here and there, anywhere but at Harold. He noticed some books had been knocked off a nearby bookcase, a scattering of anthologies. Yet among them, he spotted his own name. A copy of his novel Dead Don’t Dance. It shouldn’t be here, he kept all his author copies in his office out in the carriage house. “This is 911. What is the nature of your emergency?”

Interesting Facts about the Lonely God that nobody asked for 1. Not many people know this but The Lonely God is an individual book in the trilogy Of Me and My Mate. The first book in the series is called My Mate is My Enemy, which is the story about Nefret’s grandparents. It was my first ever werewolf book on Wattpad. The second book in the series is called Chasing My Mate which is the story about Erika’s parents. You need not read the previous two books to read The Lonely God but if you are curious and have some penny to spare then you’ll find the books on Dreame. You’d have to pay to read though.

asked she, frowning. “Sir Commandant,” said Novoveski, “this is my man, Ardun by name, and a runaway. Serving in youthful years in the Teswer, I found him half-alive on the steppe, and I took him. He is a Targar. He remained twelve years in my house, and was taught together with my son. When my son ran away, this one helped me in management until he wished to make love to Eva; seeing this, I had him flogged: he ran away after that. What is his name here?”

He sat alone in the corner, his empty bottles of alcohol piling up in front of him. He wasn't paying attention, so he didn't hear them mention that the Stantons' heiress had been out on a self-searching journey in recent years and had just recently returned. He didn't consider the possibility that the note Jaycie had left him when she left could actually be true. By the time the night was over, it was already late. Cole had drunk far too much, and his steps were unsteady. Wayne and the others saw how badly he was swaying, and they didn't want him to go back alone, so they called Eileen.

Mikkel grabbed the book that was plopped before her nose and threw it at the coffee table that was on the far end of the room. "Fine...." The two of them plopped down on the worn-out sofa with their bowls of Caesar salad and dumplings. Ever since Meghaal entered his life the young man felt less lonely. His days no longer were spent with reheated food consumed alone in the deafening silence of the room that was only disturbed by the chirping crickets that inhabited the surrounding trees of the forest he called home. His parents, as loving as they were, were too busy with pack affairs to be on time to catch a warm meal with their son. Aphrodite had made his lonely life much more bearable ever

No one can go through life without hitting some bumps, but once everything was said and done, there was only ever one thing that kept me sane. Alex. The one person that I couldn't live without. My arrogant mate. ** The END. Thanks for reading. Do read my other stories. *Vampire's love *His mate

Abby's POV School was okay I guess. Taylor shrilling and sucking off Adam's face as usual, Mr. Sheldon; the instructor overworked us, I had lunch with Tyler, the cafeteria food was also yummy today, and I borrowed a few books from the school's library for my Literature homework. The usual.

I ended the call and moved to the foyer, sitting on the edge of the shoe bench. The silence in the apartment stretched unbearably, every faint noise from beyond the door twisting my nerves tighter. My mind raced with self-reproach. Why had I chosen to buy in this new complex, with its dismal occupancy rate? If more people lived here, maybe it wouldn't feel so desolate. The minutes dragged. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made. If Wayne was no longer working security, why had he offered to check my car? Was he just pretending to be a guard?

Nolan moved to the bar, pouring himself a drink with careful precision. "Why now?" he asked, his voice steady but sharp, like a knife. “Why suddenly push Conrad into my position?” "You seem fine with your own business. It’s doing well, better than mine. Conrad has no company. Isn’t it time to step aside?" "Never," Mr. Nolan replied firmly, his eyes flashing with determination. "This company is my life. I can’t hand over what belonged to my mother to someone who isn’t her blood." "Kai!" Mr. Nolan’s voice boomed like thunder as he slammed his hand on the table.