Rolling Stone Booktok Novels & Stories

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!**

This journey for Ireland and Oliver is over. Thank you all for your support and love. Below is the first chapter of my book Living With His Mark. This will be Olivia's story. I hope you all enjoy! I will not mark this book as complete until all editing is complete. Chapter One- (Olivia POV)

asked a lycan sinking his elongated Claws into my back and threw me across the room. Enjoying the book so far? Follow me on I*******m @Ulric Efukor_._The Author and on F******k page- Ulric Efukor_._The Author to get sneak peaks at the next chapters, check out the trailer and keep up with updates. Also, don't forget to leave your thoughts in the review section as it keeps me motivated and a direction to improve. Lots of love, Ulric. r a battle that just came knocking at the door.

was becoming messy. I sat down saying nothing. He left her and asked why I was in the office. "You have left me with no choice but to come and settle with, with...her. " I stuttered almost calling her mistress which could have caused more harm. I got up, hugged the fool, I mean Monica, almost swearing under my breath. I put on my acting skills and apologized to her. She, all smiles "My Diamond, we have a lot to discuss, we need to be together now, shouldn't we?. I moved close to him adjusting his tie deliberately. I saw his face lit with love and he became excited." Yay! my love, so many things to do within a short time. "he replied. " By the way, we have an unfinished business my Diamond,

She was amazed that Ace knew about this and yet he was human. “How would I get this stone?” She asked herself when the book opened in front of her. The image of a stone in the book dazzled, she smiled before she dipped her hands into it. Pulling it out, she brought out the red-yellowish firestone and the book dropped catching up in flames. The firestone was indeed a quintessence of rare pulchritude, it was ruby-shaped, and its bright red-yellowish color gleamed. Finally, she had found it, Edmond Michael would return in no distant time. It would happen, her father would see the lights again, he would see day and night. She had made her dreams come true, determination indeed could move mountai

Hi If anyone is waiting for updates on this book - they will happen, but I have some plans for this book, and this is the second story of the series - Rain and Ashes. I am currently working on the first story, and then I will get back to this one - in a few weeks. No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order.

He still puckered his lips and furrowed his eyebrows like he used to as a kid when he was focused on what he was doing. I chuckled, making him turn toward me. "Hey, sis. When did you get here? I didn't hear you walk in." he asks, making me roll my eyes as I smile foolishly. I kissed his cheek and sat next to him. "Just now. What are you reading?" I asked, making him clear his throat as he looked at the back of the book and showed me the cover. "Uh, Pound The Stone, by," "Joshua Medclaff," I said, feeling proud. "Good choice," I added, making him chuckle. "So you've read it?"