Novel & Cerita Scythe Book Series

Its hunger throbbed - dark, pulsing, wanting out. No. The Duskbane Grimoires were clear: the Scythe was a weapon of eclipse. Summon it under night, invite the darkness to consume the wielder's soul. A sun-weapon. Tonight, I was on my own. A metallic clink erupted from behind the practice dummies. I didn't turn. Didn't break stride. I sent a Threadbare filament behind me like a spider's web. It brushed something cold, hard, moving fast. "Ten of you," I murmured, voice low, aristocratic silk. "And here I thought the Shadow Syndicate had some pride left."

In any case, Kyle stepped to the side, and used his mind power to suggest that everyone leave the room. “I say that we all take a coffee break for a few minutes,” the FBI agent in charge suddenly said. “Clear our heads a bit.” The crowd nodded in agreement and quickly fled from the room, as if that were the most natural thing to do. As one final step, Kyle had them close the door behind themselves. He hated the sound of human voices, and especially did not want to hear them now. Kyle breathe deeply. Finally alone, he could let his thoughts settle entirely on this human. He went up close and pulled back Sergei’s collar, revealing the bite marks. Kyle reached up and placed two pale, cold finge

Greàboa, Zcwrith Empire. As/A: 3088. As prickly as are the thorns upon her surface, each petal flosses with perfection and grace. With each kindness in Ailith's thought, came crushing regrets over the torments of another soul. Nights and days were the same: swish screeches of the night owl cursing the hallow hearts of men, silvering the reverberating sizzle from a single dropping dew that dampened each shivering scrapes from metals aligning its path with the stone hard grounds, pulling to view the same sight of women and children alike, bound by rusted chains. Their insides being pulled to the outside while they watch, their tongues branded with flames, as they are forced to swallow molten m

I wipe off blood from my nose and snap it back in place “Last chance, tell me where to find that bastard and you might be alive to rebuild” “Don't underestimate me just because you were able to land an attack on me” blood drips from her face and she slowly walks to me Death Scythe emerges from my shadow and floats beside me before I grip it firmly and run to her. I perform a front thrust, pushing Death Scythe to her face but Madame Abigail steps to the side and i turn it over making the blade curl behind her and then pull it back fast

Gabriella finally realises who her enemies are and is determined to make sure that both her mother and her sister pay for everything they've put her through and if that means one twin had to disappear for good, then so be it. Secrets are exposed, lies are uncovered and revenge is in motion. Find out how Ella and Elle battle for the position of the superior twin in the second part of the series, OBSESSED. PROLOGUE GABRIELLA. Four months later... "Are you really ready for this Ella?" Martin asks again for the umpteenth time and I could not help the displeased groan that escaped my lips.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

The screen flashed with mocking symbols and a progress bar showing the data extraction in real time, accompanied by taunting messages from foreign hackers. "What—what do I do?! I don't know how to handle this!" Her voice cracked as she stared helplessly at the screen. "It's over," Julian muttered, his voice hollow. "It's all over." Watching the data drain away, he swayed unsteadily, realizing just how doomed he was. In desperation, his gaze fell on me, standing calm and composed to the side. A spark of hope flickered in his eyes as he yanked me toward the computer. "Skye! You know this stuff—you can fix it, right?"

It means the world to me you've come all this way for Syd's happy ending. Never fear. There is more of Syd available for you to dive into. But first, you'll be seeing her from new points of view. From Meira's and Charlotte's. From Zoe Helios's. The Hayle Coven Novels might be complete, but there are many stories remaining to be told in Syd's universe-including a full series from her starting with The Outcast, book one of the Hayle Coven Destinies. The full list of the Hayle Coven Universe (and recommended reading) is here:

Two months later, his friends asked again, "Tristan, how long has it been since Esther contacted you?" Tristan froze, unable to respond. It had been a while since Esther had reached out to him. The home that had once been theirs felt empty without her. It was just cold brick walls now and could no longer be called a home. "This isn't right. Esther's always been soft and gentle, but now she's acting so decisively." At that moment, Tristan's friend, Jordan Fletcher, hesitated before saying, "Tristan, I heard Esther's with the heir of the Russell family in Straburgh."

Now I know how Phoenix, Sebastian and Dominic all felt about wanting to always have their hands on their mates and not wanting to let them go, I am actually really impressed at how Phoenix is managing to keep a decent distance between himself and Scarlett, though I have noticed Scarlett is losing her fight to stay away from him as she is very slowly inching her way closer to Phoenix. I feel Tina tense and look up and see horror flash over Seraphina's face. She then shifts, with Lilith in full control. Whatever that male said was deferentially something bad, as Seraphina very rarely, and I mean very rarely, allows Lilith in full control. She wrapped her jaw around his throat and ripped it out