Petals On The Wind Series In Order Novels & Stories

Ivy forced a smile, then held up a talisman pouch and said coquettishly, "Alpha Ethan, since you went to such lengths to get me such a precious amulet, I went to the sanctuary and got you a talisman in return. It might not be as powerful as the one you gave me, but don't underestimate it." My gaze fell on the talisman pouch, and I couldn't help but think of the bangle I had thrown into the trash last night. It turned out that Alpha Ethan's claim of handling Rogues turned out to be nothing more than an excuse to meet Ivy and exchange tokens of love. "Alright. As long as it's from you, I'll like it." Alpha Ethan gazed at her tenderly, having completely forgotten I was there. "Maya, this talism

The wind came through—soft, quiet, undecided. Then Elira moved forward—not to meet him, not to come back. Just to place the center, heel into ground. Caelan did the same thing. Their footsteps pressed into the same dirt. Not touching. But close. The wind caught the edge of a hanging thread from her pack. It fluttered once. Then still. They didn’t walk away yet. But they had already begun to part. ---

My orders and my instincts had been disagreeing for four days. Still water, I thought. And then: the disagreement is information. File it. I pushed up from the cot, pulled on my field clothes in the dark by feel, the sequence automatic, boots last. Stood at the window with a cup of cold water while the sky went from black to the deep blue that came just before dawn made up its mind.

At that moment, though, he was exhausted. The contents in the thumb drive made him realize that everything felt like it was crushing down. His beautiful childhood sweetheart, Josie Law, was not the person she seemed to be. His wife, whom he thought would wait for him forever, had left him just like that. She even left him things that were enough to destroy him once and for all. There was one last file he had yet to open. Inside were just four words. [Don't look for me.] Xander knew what she meant. If he went looking for her, she would expose those lethal materials to the world.

Elias wrapped his arm around Tania, guiding her away from the bustling press. Night had fallen, and a chilly breeze was blowing. Without thinking, Elias slipped off his jacket and placed it gently on Tania's shoulders. Tania shivered from the cold and nestled closer into Elias's embrace. Samuel stood in the crowd, his gaze fixed on Tania from afar. Whispers and stares surrounded him. Lucy lay unconscious on the ground, but Samuel had no intention of helping her.

Lucine twirled her hair playfully, her voice amused as she said, "Is there a need for me to lie?" The forest was silent, with only the whispering of the leaves brushing against each other as a gentle breeze blew past. Selena tightened her hands into fists, not expecting the truth of Lucine's disappearance 20 years ago to be this inconceivable.

She had known that my legs were fine all along, but she never exposed me. She must have given up on me at that point. I remembered the time Josie knitted me a scarf. Wendy did not cry or get upset. She just looked at me calmly. It was like she knew that I had given the scarf she made me to stray dogs. Right then, I had a strange feeling. I could not tell what it was, but I felt that I was about to lose something important. In the past, I did not care. I even flirted with Josie in front of Wendy.

I didn't look back again. Wind rushed into my ears. Rex's wildfire scent was ripped apart by the gale, flayed into scorching fragments that lashed against the left side of my face. Elias's old books and parchment, laced with the metallic tang of blood from his torn hand, pressed in from behind, slithering down the notches of my spine. Silas's ash pheromone was so faint in the wind I could barely catch it. The toxin was killing his scent along with the rest of him.

She looked toward the window. The flowers were different. The four glowing red blossoms — the ones that had pulsed gently for weeks, always four, no more — had changed. There were six now. Two new petals had unfurled overnight. Quietly. Without warning. She blinked, breath catching. The fifth looked newer, less confident in its shape, but the sixth… The sixth pulsed stronger than the others. Brighter. And underneath that red light, the glass of the window had started to fog.

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.