Redwall Series Order Novels & Stories

The Fall of the leader :) So, yes, there is a book three coming, I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN as I will now be working on book 3 of the Kinky CEO series :) Keeps your eyes peeled for: The Rise Of The New Biker Queen: The Outlaw Chronicles: Book Three.

I had to remind myself that I wasn’t here to be distracted, not by his charm or the quiet storm that seemed to swirl around him. I exhaled, shifting my posture to settle more comfortably into the seat. "Of course," I said, meeting his gaze without flinching. "The arms deal. I’ve made sure everything is in order. You know the price, and the terms are non-negotiable." I had no intention of backing down on that. It was the one thing I had in my favor. His lips twitched, the slightest of smiles tugging at the corner of his mouth. It was almost imperceptible, but I saw it. And it unnerved me. I had to remind myself that he was still the enemy, no matter how handsome or charming or intimidating he

Content Warning: This story contains descriptions of mental, physical and sexual abuse that may trigger sensitive readers. This book is intended for adult readers only. Monday, January 22 (Cole’s POV) It’s the jarring of the bus as it turns off the main road onto the gravel drive that wakes me from my slumber. It’s been a grueling twelve hour ride from my home pack, Red Fang, southwest to Crimson Dawn. I’ve heard rumors about this pack. Both from those who have visited through the warrior prospect program and just the general rumors that float around about every pack.

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

Dangling with the necklace around her neck that had the letter 'A' as the pendant, "Wait," I mumbled, "What?" Alrick whispered, "I don't know how to you know... Shift, I usually have to get anger first," "Then get angry," "I can't just get angry—" "Think about someone you want to kill, that helps me," Closing my eyes I started to think about Valdomore and I felt bad because it's Alrick's dad. Feeling my canines brushing on my lips, I bit to girls' neck then I let her go, watching as her wheezing stops and turned into deep breaths, Alrick and I smiled at each other and we three became inseparable since.

“They were ambushed. Killed in the fight between our pack and another pack, 23 years ago.” “Where is our pack?” “Silver Rock.” My blood ran cold. “What?” “The Silver Rock pack. Just north of here.” “Who was the war with?” I had that pit in my stomach and it was growing more each second that passed. He maintained eye contact with me and spoke the words. The ones that changed everything. “The Fire River pack.” I wanted to defend them. I also wanted to kill them.

But the world outside had come crashing in with banners of iron and flame. Nia, buried beneath the cooling corpses of her parents and neighbors, could still hear the burning village crackling in the distance, the cries of the innocents, the imperial soldiers marching in a precise, terrifying rhythm. Their cloaks, sewn with raven symbols, had been seared into her memory. Her parents had whispered their last breaths as they shielded her, their blood mingling with the dirt beneath her. She had heard their final plea for her survival, a whisper lost to the wind.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

I clenched my thighs together as my core heat up from just looking at this man and his eyes did not miss that movement as he gave me a smirk. I cleared my throat trying to act like I was not affected by him as I took a sip out of my drink. "And who said I was alone?" I asked nonchalantly giving him my full attention as I crossed my legs together. He brought his face closer to mine and I held my breath as he whispered "I can tell" He whispered before sweeping his tongue across his soft lips. He leaned back on his chair as he eyes my body. "You look stunning in red," He whispered gulping down his drink. "But you'll look even better riding my dick."