Shield Maiden Books Novels & Stories

Putting a solid plan in place, the only thing missing was the location of Riocht. I had Tyron, my future royal Delta, right now, Gamma of the pack, and Xander begin to comb the library for any information about the kingdom, and King Mathias was going to have Abner Brooks start looking in their library. Unfortunately, any books that had been in MacTire had either been destroyed or moved a long time ago. Lamia was going to contact Tawny and ask them to research their books too. Remembering, it was Tawny who first alerted us to the fairy tale about this shifter prophecy in the first place.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Unlike the rest of the five including her, Misha looks at the Maiden that lies in the darkest book and worse world that He created as one of the mirrors of the original. “What do you expect to see?” Arius commented and honestly protested about her curiosity that’s is getting inside of his head right now. Honestly irritated, yet he couldn’t pester her and deep to stop what she is doing and even thinking, for he doesn’t want to upset his woman. “She is the shard that falls into the world of chaos and pure darkness. This world and this book are the core of the seventh and the original. And along with this world, is the prison of the seven original sins.”

where some of the replies that floated around With a couple of breaths, I went to the wall and after moving a loose stone, the security pad came up. I punched in the code and stepped back for the doors to unfold. I stood back with the rest and I and Kiara watched as their jaws dropped before they started gushing with excitement. The looks on their faces where refreshing. We stepped aside for them to rush inside but before they could touch anything I spoke up. “Okay so don’t touch anything yet. In here are Five Thousand Pieces of Silver Daggers, Two Hundred High-Tech Bows; Extremely flexible, unbreakable and foldable to a portable pocket size, Four Thousand Silver Arrows,

It was better that they were not prepared for the truth of the extent of my magic on the off chance I needed to use it to escape them. I’d just settled into the warmth of the thick folds of the loosely hung tapestry when Lila fell to one knee and bowed her head. I looked with awe at the slender, stately woman who glided onto the platform. Her movements were smooth and regal as she settled into her throne. Long, perfectly manicured fingernails extended the length of her digits, making her slender hands look almost alien in appearance. The bridge of her nose was straight and narrow. It was perfectly centered between a pair of large, green, cat-like eyes that were framed by thick arched br

she muttered, her tone laced with bitterness. Demeter smiled coldly, her expression triumphant. She raised her hands, and a golden glow enveloped Penelope. The warmth seeped into her skin, a strange sensation that left her limbs humming with an unfamiliar energy. The air around her seemed to shift, as though the very fabric of reality had bent to accommodate her new power. Penelope stared at her hands, watching as faint tendrils of golden light flickered around her fingertips. “This is insane,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

she smiles. She’s probably right. Every full moon, Cordelia and sometimes her sister Claudia come out to help us and take care of the children that haven’t turned yet. I don’t know what other packs that don’t have humans or witches to help them do. Our alliance with Delia’s coven is the only reason we’ve survived this long and we all know it. “We should hurry this along,” Bo says, looking up at the sky.

The rusted iron snapped, and the lid creaked open. Inside was a single, leather-bound book. Blue. Faded. It looked like a common accountant’s ledger, but it held enough gunpowder to level half of Manhattan. "This is it," Silas whispered, his fingers trembling as he reached for it. "The Sterling money trail. I take this to the feds, or I take it to the Board, and the 'Sovereign Shield' becomes a noose around Vincent’s neck. He’ll have to give me the Chair. He’ll have to crawl to me to keep his family out of federal prison."

Trisha doubted that will happened but if it did, she was gone. The thoughts that it could be her last night if she closed her eyes for as much as a millisecond her discomfort. She sighed as the door to her dormitory opened, without doubt, she knew it was Nora. She wrapped her sweaty palm around her wand tighter which was tucked in her blanket. She had no plans on using it, but if Nora tried anything funny, she wasn't going to hesitate to blast her till her charred, lifeless body was flung the other side of the room like a piece of meat.