Sacred Games Novels & Stories

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

Sell a kidney? The old me would've done something that foolish. But now, since they wanted money that badly, I'd just have to give them a little "help". Over the following days, under the pretext of processing documents for overseas medical treatment and needing to verify their identities, I easily obtained all three of their passports, along with the forged medical records and diagnostic reports they had created for the sake of their act.

Don't they? He cast a meaningful look in Luca's direction..Rage clamped my jaw tight at his obvious threat. Legacy Valhalla members were granted five nominations in their lifetime. l'd already used two–one for Christian, one for Dominic. I would rather cut off my dick than waste a third on Francis.

“Open it.” Nico reached under the console and withdrew a velvet-lined box. The same one that was on the screen. He set it on the table and flicked the clasp. Inside, a single chess piece lay on its side: a knight, carved from onyx. Beside it was a folded slip of card. He slid the card to Nero. Nero opened it with a thumb, eyes flicking once across the line. “‘Check,’” he read aloud, the word drained of surprise, of anything but cold interest. “Cute,” he added, turning the card around to see if there was anything on the back.

Dragons from the Naga and another tribe eradicated her coven. Basically, Blackbriar holds some dark magic due to pissed-off spirits from Native American rituals, combined with the rituals performed by the coven trying to rebirth a god and create a paradise by destroying humanity, and, in the cult's eyes, their pain and suffering as well. They hoped that by absorbing Tiamat’s chaotic powers, they would become gods and decide the fate of humans and dragons. Thankfully, humans and dragons stopped them, but it appears that they are at it again. And again, they will fail, because my mates and I will see to it!

I say while repressing the groan of desire that wants to escape my lips. If I were less patient, I would follow her now, but tonight has been fruitful. I learned she is one of the founding members of The Sacred Mist Coven, along with Felix and another friend and that she lives in South Boston with her boyfriend who she was reluctant to return home to and that she works at a coffee shop called Mary’s Beans. A quick internet search while she and Felix were chatting about some herb shop, showed me that Mary’s Beans has 6 locations and one is in South Boston. I guess that will be the one she works at. “You seem more than just casually interested in her,” Felix observes.

I took a deep breath and accepted them. " Open them, they have been gifted by Nate and Sanya I just added a few things to the bag. " He said with a wink. Oh, God!! Sanya and Chris have added things to the bag... God, please save me. I opened the first pack and it was a game of dice. " What is this?? " I asked. " Look at them, love... This is a set of three dice where one of them tells what to do, the second tells where to do it, and the third tells how to do it. " He explained.

Then the familial bond, that which is between my son and I, once again snatched me back from death's grip. This is the power of the sacred bond. It took me, May Jacobs. A human girl who was alone and unloved. Broken and shattered. Then it pieced me together. Making sure to leave me mended whole again. Indeed, the sacred bond mended me whole.

The lower abdomen immediately twisted with a demanding spasm. And this after all that was in the shower? Yes, Yang is definitely a carrier of something highly contagious and untreatable! One of the doors in the house slammed, forcing me to return to a reality that is not as cloudless and sweet as my strange sensations. I managed to cover my bare legs by pulling the covers off the bed. The men's shirt did not quite reliably hide the backside, and I didn’t even want to remember the fact that I didn’t have underwear on.

He opened his mouth to try and dissuade them once more but fell silent under Andreas' icy glare. "From what you said, it seems that the sacred weapon would actually kill its owner," Sebastian said, frowning. First-grade sacred weapons were extremely rare. The Sacred Medicine Secret Annals had only recorded the extraordinary aspects of sacred weapons, as well as a few techniques of making the sacred weapon recognize its owner. There had been no records about a sacred weapon turning on its wielder.