Novel & Cerita One Dark Window Book 3

"We have all night." All night. I press my smile against the cold glass. All night with him. Three weeks of building toward this and we have all night. I push off the window. "Let's go," I say. Arc 33: Wreck Season continues in Chapter 101...

“Get down on your knees,” he commanded. His voice was low and firm, sending a strange shiver down my spine. My body already felt light and dizzy, my head spinning slightly as if the room itself was tilting. I obeyed without thinking, lowering myself slowly until my knees touched the floor. My breathing grew uneven. I watched him turn and reach for something on the table behind him. When he faced me again, a dark blindfold rested in his hand. “You’re about to be ruined by three cocks,” he whispered.

Desiree Three days. I've been here three days, and every second feels like drowning. The window in my new room, because apparently prisoners get upgrades, overlooks the forest. Freedom is right there, so close I can taste it. Pine trees swaying in the wind, the moon hanging fat and silver in the sky, calling to my wolf. Tonight, I'm answering. I wait until the fortress quiets, until the guard rotation changes. Then I move. The window opens silently, I've been oiling the hinges with butter from my dinner tray for two nights. My hands shake as I grip the ledge.

The small mirror above my sink suddenly cracked, a spiderweb fissure spreading from the center. I didn't hear it. But outside my window, under the silver light of a full moon, a massive, pitch-black wolf with eyes of molten gold sat on the academy's highest tower. It stared directly at my window. And it smiled. END OF CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 39 — NIGHT OF TENSION The Westwood mansion had settled into a hushed calm by the time night fully descended. Candles flickered along the hallway, casting dancing shadows across the walls, shadows that seemed to stretch and twist with each flicker of light. Sienna stood at the window of her bedroom, gazing out at the sprawling gardens below, her reflection barely visible in the glass. She felt restless, the kind of restlessness that had been gnawing at her since the last confrontation with Damien.

Chapter Thirteen The penthouse windows shimmered with the blood-orange glow of sunset, the city beneath reduced to moving shadows. Alex Morano stood before them like a statue carved from storm clouds—motionless, unyielding, and ready to shatter. He had spent years building empires from ruin, but nothing had prepared him for the quiet, lethal betrayal whispering through his bloodline.

Then look at Fly who is walking away from me. I don’t know who I will follow. I took a deep breath then walked to the stairs near the entrance, I took a book as I passed an empty room where there were some books. I looked out the window and saw a black vehicle entering the Moonlight entrance gate. It looks like it's Dark's car, it looks like Dark is here in Moonlight again. I sat on one side of the stairs on the side of it and started to read supposedly, but no matter what I did to focus on my reading, my brain did not absorb the letters and words of the book.

The library doors locked with a soft click that sounded louder than any shout. I had only stepped inside to find a book that might help me sleep. The mansion felt too quiet tonight, and I needed something to distract my racing mind. But the moment the doors closed behind me, I knew I had made a mistake. Victor stood near the tall windows with his back to me, a glass of whiskey in his hand. The storm outside cast flickering shadows across the room, making his silhouette look even more imposing.

She found her loading her rifle. “There are a lot of them out there. It looks like he’s brought his army,” Maggie muttered. Brandon ran to the window. The dark of night was filled with red eyes as far as he could see. It was like a field of rubies reflecting the light of the moon. Tara moved beside Brandon and silently took in the sea of fiery eyes and once again recalled Liam’s words. ‘You have near you very dear souls who, together with you, will be able to stop the evil that has been unleashed.’

Relief floods through me as I approach the door. I try the handle, and the door creaks open, revealing a cozy interior. I throw myself into the cabin, slamming the door shut behind me. A small fire crackles in the fireplace, casting a warm glow across the room. On the other side of the door, the creature roars again. My chest heaving, I look out a window just in time to see it sulking away into the night. God, that was close. What was that thing, anyway? And where am I? Who lives here?