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//Chandra Margaret// "Did you get addicted to me that's why you don't want to leave my arms?" His husky voice wake me. I stumble upon my feet as I put distance between us. "N--no, I--i was startled for a little that's why..." I don't know if that's enough reason for him to believe me...Ugh! I should get out of here. I was about to turn my back at him when I heard some shaking and all I can see from above is a pile of books ready to fall in me. I tightly close my eyes but a strong arms pull me and then suddenly I was back in Kingstone's arms.

She took the past and welded it to the present. She poured it all into the journal. The book glowed, not white, not silver, but deep gold. The light spread down her arm into the Speaking Stone. A crack appeared, not damage, but a seam of light, then another. Golden light spilt down the monolith like liquid sun. The light flowed across the ground, seeping into every standing stone in the valley. One by one, the grey stones glowed from inside, bathing the valley in warm, gentle gold that pushed back the bloody moonlight.

You had my parents’ story," she thought, fierce. You do not get mine._ She pushed. Not in a direction this time. Not into a neat counter‑spell. She just shoved out hard, on every place she could feel someone else’s expectation hooking into her. The cracked focus stone in the woman’s hand _flared_. The half‑eaten circle spat one more gout of wrong‑colored light. The altar groaned, an audible, grinding sound as one of its supports finally gave up and the whole slab listed, sliding a fraction sideways. Everyone froze. Dust fountained up from under the shifted stone. Several of the carved anchors around its base toppled. Rin felt the ropes bite deeper into her wrists as the men holding her flinc

There was a purple coloured stone at the front cover and she wondered if it was what held the book together. She grabbed hold of the stone and pulled hard and it cut her palm. She winced and held her injured hand. The stone was awfully sharp. While she looked for something to wipe the wound, drops of her blood fell on the book and disappeared into the leather cover. Not seeing something to wipe her wound, Layla looked up at the bickering shifters and cleared her throat. "I need help here",she said and raised her palm up when she had their attention. Caleb flew out of his seat instantly. Riven would kill him if he found even a tiny scratch on his mate.

Oblivion took hold of me, and a chamber of ice encased my swollen heart. ** The story continues in Book 2: The Bloodstone Vampire. Out December 1st 2020. Thank you for reading SRWW – I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have!**

She needed proof, irrefutable evidence that could bring Harding crashing down. She crept along the hull of the yacht, her fingers searching for a vantage point, a crack in the facade. She found a small opening near a porthole, just large enough to peek through. Okay, I can definitely help you continue Chapter 37 of "Heart of Stone." I'll focus on thrills, villains, and conflict, and make sure it's at least 1290 words long. Here we go!

I lean into his touch, finding so much relief in him as he then glides his hand down my neck and over my shoulders. He follows along my arms before he lets out a feral, lycan tinged roar and wraps me into his chest and yanks me free. The book seems to be ripped from my hands and I try to spin to grab it, but I fall forward with Rocky’s body. We tumble to the ground, my pain gone as he grunts and a metallic twang echoes through the air. I push off of him, touching his skin, trying to heal him as he shakes, but there is no pain for me to take from him and then I see it. One one chain tattoo on his skin has broken.

As my curiosity took hold of me, I got out of the water to take a look at the book. The title of the book was, "The ways to his heart" by Roland Staff. I opened the first page of the book and I got bored. I dropped the book and on my way diving back into the water, I saw that the girl with the long brown hair was back to get her book back. I turned back and said, "Hi, I'm Sebastian Nightclaw. The Alpha of Silverbrook Manor. You are?" She looked at me as though she had seen a ghost, grabbed her book and ran as fast as she could.

Am I truly going to let this beast get comfortable or show him where he belongs? **** Hello lovely readers I hope you enjoy the book so far just want to thank you all for your support and if you still haven't dropped a gemstone don't hesitate to do so this helps put my baby on the spot light. See you in the next chapter..