Projection Bl Novel Novels & Stories

But she still didn't look convinced. "I know you like books. And myths…So I did a little research." That seemed to surprise her. "It's a miniature projector. It creates immersive scenes while you read. Makes the stories feel more real.” Selene didn’t even reach for it. “No. Thank you. I want to leave. Now, Draven.” He poked his tongue against the inside of his cheek, clearly annoyed, but he didn’t dare to argue. He opened the glass door and walked her back to her room in silence.

The room had obvious, stifling tension. Catalina attempted to concentrate on Luca and gave him a little, real grin. In this dark, perilous universe she had been dragged into, he was the sole lighthouse. Her heart contracted as he noticed her smile and grinned back—a flash of warmth. She was reminded so much of the small brother she had always wanted but never had.

“I’m not really interested in more work at Blue Hades. I’m more interested in finding out what I owe you so I can get it repaid and move on to another career path.” Jaxon’s face didn’t change as he raised an eyebrow at my words. “You don’t like working my establishment?” I sat up a little taller and spoke loud despite my insides quivering. There was something menacing and frightening about him. He just eluded fear. “No one wants to be a prostitute forever.” He smiled, though it had more menace than humor. “I have plenty of women who would disagree with you. They enjoy being fucked.” He drew out his last word and licked his lips afterwards.

Quickly, I closed my eyes, focused on the projection within my mind, and snuffed it out. When I peeked my eyes open again, the glowing apparition of Asher was gone. But by then, it was already too late. Nicole had seen. “I can explain,” I said. Nicole stuck her head up from her hiding spot on the other side of my bed. “Cynthia… was that…?” I nodded. There was no denying it now. Still, I felt nervous saying it aloud and whispered it instead, “I have the projection ability.”

My mind rejects it. Bram clears his throat carefully. “So. Good news, we know the stakes. Bad news, the solution involves our resident brooding disaster murdering the love of his life.” I turn slowly toward him. He raises both hands. “Too soon?” “Not happening,” I say. It isn’t anger, it’s law. Corin looks up at me, eyes hard. “You will not touch her.” “I would sooner tear out my own heart,” I reply. Lazriel studies me carefully. “Prophecy is rarely literal,” he says at last. “It says Shadow must kill Flame.”

Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp. Strips of cloth and bent and broken metal, that just a few hours ago were tents, lay in tatters, skewered all over the ground. Tons of blood stains the dark brown forest floor. Torn pieces of bloodied flesh scattered across our campsite. I can’t help the sigh that escapes my lips. Luckily, nobody is paying any attention to me. “They’ll be okay,” Bo answers, his blue eyes dark with the reality of our current situation. “I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.”

Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the library. Time stretched out like taffy, and as the book sailed across the room, the panther seemed to shrink before his eyes. With dawning horror, Brad realized there had never been a panther, it was only Phantom. He cried out even as the book landed on top of the cat. Phantom let out a nails-on-chalkboard cry, pinned beneath the heavy brick of a volume. Brad hurried back to the stairs, casting the book aside. Phantom seemed daze, mewling and curling up on itself like a pill bug.

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