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The one with the eyes that went red when he looked at me. “What—what happened?” I stammer, my hands trembling as I push myself back. “Where’s Betty? Who…who are you? Did…did you touch me?” He scoffs, like my panic amuses him. “Tempting,” he says, his voice low and smooth, “but that’s not my thing.” My stomach tightens. If anything, his calm makes me angrier. And more terrified. “I’m Rhysand,” he continues, stepping closer, each movement deliberate. He presses a kiss to my knuckle. “Vampire prince. And your mate.”

She was very wrong. “What do you mean by that! Y- You crazy girl! You’ve basically made a pact with devil! I told you not to speak to that man!” Her pale face was ashen, her hands clutched her head at her approaching migraine, but most of all, she prominently glared at Alexis. Then as if losing all hope her hands fell dramatically to her side, “The Kaedmen Empire has no hope…” she muttered with desolate eyes that stared up at the ceiling, searching for some kind of light. Hector was also exactly the same, except a much more milder version. He pinched the bridge of his nose with an annoyed expression as he summoned mountains of book. Some related to Vampires and others that might just help th

Carmen screamed at me, I stopped dead in my tracks and then in a deep voice, and through gritted teeth I replied, “She's not a damn dog, she's my Fianna!” I then flew up into the night's sky as Freya shifted back into her human form, lovingly cradled in my arms. To be continued The story continues in book three, Honored By A Hunter. Hope you're enjoying the series so far, and thank you for reading xxx

I said looking at my room and that's when he appeared, a sexy man with red hair like burning fire and grey eyes like thunderbolts, he was gorgeous and for a moment I regretted choosing Lanox as my mate and future victim. "May I introduce myself beautiful, I am Count Owen of Caranthir and until recently your sister Faith's betrothed, until that dog came between us." "Don't tell me you're that poor schmuck that got jilted at the altar" I said laughing at him. Owen came closer and placed his hand on my neck tightly, "Make no mistake witch, you are not as powerful as you think, the darkness is in me too, think about it together we could do wonders." said Owen and the truth his plan was growing o

She insisted again. "Ugh fine" I sigh, throwing the couch pillow at her. We reached the Library and I stroll through the different sections while Amia searches for her new interesting books.I stop and stare at the new section of romance Book.Frowning, I grab one of the book with hockey player on the cover.I have never seen a romance section in the Library.What's this? "Interesting, is it?" A manly familiar voice almost made me drop the book.Almost, not exact.I turned to my left to see Nikona's tall figure standing next to me.I kept the book back on the aisle and turned quickly to leave.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Synopsis CAST Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Chapter Thirty-Three Chapter Thirty-Four Chapter Thirty-Five Chapter Thirty-Six Chapter Thirty-Seven Chapter Thirty-Eight Chapter Thirty-Nine C

She said, and I turned the book towards myself before reading the lines. "I went there. The place that everyone had been talking about. The place that everyone thought was a rumor. The water was filled with crystals. Crystals that had the power to purify a soul. Only I was able to come here while my friends were left behind. Does that mean I have a pure soul and the evils can't enter? My friends were not evil. They just have a little bit of an off character. Walking deeper into the water bed, I saw it. The large rose, bigger than an oak tree. It was beautiful. I loved it. Maybe I can take crustal or two back to tell everyone that I saw it? Maybe that way they will that the fantasy was real?"

Raphael sat back down and snapped to produce a book. Then he snapped again to produce a glass of brandy, turning it silver with his touch, before starting to read. Raziel snapped to produce himself some brandy as well, turning it gold with his touch. He just sat there in silence, sipping his drink slowly. It looked as if he were deep in thought, which, I'm sure he was. I didn’t want to drink, I didn’t want to think… I didn’t even want to breathe without her. She was only Human, she could be in god knows what kind of danger. I had to shake the thought from my mind. I couldn’t imagine her being somewhere she couldn’t defend herself because she was Human in a supernatural world.

“Not ominous at all.” Myrra’s gaze flicked between Vame and the fading remnants of the shattered chamber. “If we were chosen,” she murmured, “then what happens now?” Vame turned their gaze toward Rael, and for the first time since stepping into the threshold, he felt truly seen. A pressure coiled around his ribs, an invisible force tightening, pulling, whispering. The book in his hands trembled, its pages twisting, reshaping. He didn’t dare look down.

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.