Quest Novels & Stories

She insisted I give her my cell phone number, and I have hers as well, though I think about hiding it in case Jeff gets my phone and erases it. Mr. Merriweather asks me more questions about shopping and genuinely listens to my responses. I am not used to a man listening to me when I speak. It’s refreshing. The appetizer comes, and the waiter is asking for our dinner order. Mr. Merriweather orders a steak, but I still have no idea what to order. Since I had steak the night before at his party, I would prefer something else but have no idea what to ask for. “Do you like chicken?” Mr. Merriweather asks. “Or lobster? Both of those dishes are incredible here.”

I stared into her gaping dark brown eyes. Her intoxicating scent raised through my nostrils giving me a mere taste of what more there was. Her round almond-shaped eyes filled with pure fear startled me. “ W-what are you doing? “ Katherine asks I didn’t answer. Instead, I examined her body. I couldn’t explain why I had put us in this position except that I was curious about her. She was unlike any girl I had seen with perfect bones. I could see the bones popping out of her skin. She wasn’t curvy, but very thin and that grasped my attention. Many supernatural girls had perfect, unnatural bodies, but Katherine had a strikingly different, but perfect, body.

She scoured ancient texts and scrolls, searching for any hint of forgotten power or hidden strength. Hours passed, and Lola's eyes burned from reading by candlelight. Just as she was about to give up, she stumbled upon a dusty, leather-bound tome. The title faded, but she could make out the words "Beast of Gévaudan." Her heart raced as she flipped through the pages, reading about an ancient and powerful creature that once terrorized the lands. The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost.

2) Become the critical reason for the victory of your faction. Rewards: Dragon's Observation—Crystal of War God's Essence—20000-year-old Tyrant Elephant Torso Spirit Bone.] [Status: Complete-Complete-Fail.] 'Ass...' While the rewards appeared, Chen sighed in loneliness. Only a single S-ranked reward but soon, he stored the brown crystal and the thick book. His affinity with journals and tomes seems to be too great. Even as an A-ranked reward, he happened to gain a tome. Unlocking the door, he found Ah Yin sitting on the edge of the bed impatiently. Seeing her flustered and anxious expression, Chen's troubled heart soothed slightly and he gave way to her.

I already expected that sort of question. WWhy did she want to know? She probably wants to insult me. “Did you beg? Or he just fucked you.” She asked again, I looked at her deeply. No, I can't do this, I started walking away. “Hey Nora. I'm asking a question.” She said, walking after me. “And I'm walking out.” I replied. “Come on, I need to know. There's someone that's tutoring me too and he's actually weird. I normally have guys beg for my pussy. “

"I have what you seek. Charms that reveal the truth, the hidden, the forgotten." Cassie's eyes widened as she took in the array of enchanted items. She reached out, her fingers brushing against a pendant shaped like a crescent moon. It hummed with power, a soft glow emanating from its depths. Beside her, Xavier's gaze was drawn to a silver wolf's head, its eyes like twin moons. Xiemna, meanwhile, found herself drawn to a small, intricately carved wooden figurine of a wolf, its eyes glowing with a soft, ethereal light.

He stood behind me, his hands extended to show me two watches. "Which is better?" My brow moved up in question, as I spun to face him. I looked between the two, pointing to the solid yellow gold one. He lifted it, strapping it on. "I called to make sure the restaurant was guarded, the only thing I wasn't guaranteed is the entrance." Triston sighed, "I could get you in through the back- but what so wrong with a photo or two?" My eyes moved up to him, "Being on the news and overcasting someone's wedding is not on my plans for today." Triston rolled his eyes, "Honestly, that would be rude of me-"

ANASTASIA "Is that so?" Diego hummed over the phone, standing in front of the mirror with his hand running across his chin. He was on call with Beta Arnold, talking about the Mafias and their secret plot to search every pack for this mysterious wolf with the cure. A clear sign that they were losing their senses and didn't care how they carried out their operations.

The bell above the door of *Veiled Curiosities* had stopped working months ago. Elara Voss didn’t care. Most of her customers were the quiet type anyway...goths looking for aesthetic crystals, middle-aged divorcees hunting “protection” charms, and the occasional wannabe witch who couldn’t tell mugwort from marijuana.

He wore his usual black waistcoat, sleeves rolled up, but his expression was darker, more intense. In his hands rested a thick, ancient grimoire bound in deep crimson leather. Gold runes pulsed faintly on the cover. “The Breeding Grimoire,” he said, voice low and resonant. “A medieval fertility text. It demands a full ritual enactment to neutralize its power. You will read the incantations aloud while I perform the rites. The book requires multiple offerings — deep, thorough breeding — until the magic is sated. Do not stop reading, no matter how full or overwhelmed you become.”