Rolling Stone Booktok Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry.” “Don’t be darling girl. They didn’t find what they were looking for. What you are looking for. Now come, time is short and you have too much to learn.” She waved me over and patted a stone. I placed my hand on it and there was a flash. The stone was gone, and under it was a book. “Hurry, someone is hunting you and I can’t block him for long. You need to protect yourself.” Then, once again, I was alone, and the cabin, that was once so full of love, was just a crumbling rune.

“And the bloodstone? What’s it do to me?” Her eyes flick away, then back. “Can make you stronger, an alpha like Levin. But it might… change you. Twist your head. I saw it in the wolf room.” My breath stops. “You went there? Without me?” “Had to,” she says, voice shaky. “Found a book—says the stone picks its alpha, binds them. I think it’s you, and I’m scared.” Scared. That word cuts deep, and I see her fear—for me. “So what now?” I ask, quieter.

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Should I start from before me or after my birth? I closed my eyes, letting the pulsing of the rune lead me, my fingers brushing on the dusty shelf as I moved. Suddenly the pulsing felt stronger than before as I stood in front of a shelf. Black Stone Coven. Robin had mentioned them. I grabbed the book, the weight almost crumbling in my hand. I didn't get to move far, I just settled by the shelf, opening the first page. It wasn’t what I needed, even when I didn’t know what I needed, that way I kept on reading hoping that I would find something, anything that would tell me more.

‘Zac, I want to be honest, there’s something I need to tell you,’ her lip quivers as she looks into my eyes and the gnarring feeling in my gut starts running 100 mph. A/N i'm releasing another book today Stripping for My CEO check it out! also leave a gem if you enjoyed this chapter! x

My beautiful Angel. My eyes moved to her stomach again. Her round, rigid protruding stomach. This time I let out an enraged roar that echoed through the stone walls. End of Book 1…to be continued.

Sasha's story is the 5th book in the Riverstone series. But Sasha's story takes place so far after the original four stories that they are not required reading, but if you are interested. Available on GoodNovel 1. The Alpha's Tough girl 2. The Alpha's Little sister (Now combined with Book One) 3. The Tracker's Soulmate 4. The Alpha's Immortal twins SASHA POV "Sasha, focus," Luis growls after landing yet another punch.

My drive, Obenko, tries to explain “I don’t…care what the fuck he says…just take me…home!” Laura shrieks, clearly losing her wits. While that’s happening, I step closer, stopping at her back. “Laura,” I call. She stiffens a bit before turning to face me. Her expression is dark, teeth gritted. “Look, it’s not what you think it is…” I start, but Laura’s next words leave me stunned, my feet staggering. “I’m done with you, Mr. Stone!” She yells, raw rage in her eyes. Tbc.

The ones needed for the Rothmere case disappeared in ash. Now it hits. Not through thinking - straight into my bones. A cold sureness: this is real. Happening here. This moment. The book falls from my hands. A sharp crack echoes as it hits the ground. Suddenly I am standing, breath ragged, pulse hammering under my skin. Smoke lingers in memory, thick behind my eyes. Stumbling forward, I yank the door wide - Mrs. Greyson stands there, inches away. “Miss Rimestone! What is the - ”

I gasped. Inside was the most beautiful library I had ever seen. Tall shelves of books stretched to the ceiling, ladders rolled along the edges. Silver and gold decorations sparkled in the sunlight filtering through stained glass windows. A chandelier of crystal moons hung overhead. There was a fire crackling in a marble fireplace, and a round table filled with familiar faces. Stefan. Isla. Dustin and Olivia, freshly tanned from their honeymoon. Elder Elric. Lila. All smiling, all waiting.