Novel & Cerita Silhouette Covers

I couldn’t! When the final verse left my lips, the ground hummed beneath my feet, and a breathless silence fell over the forest. Slowly a golden, sparkling dome completed itself over the entire Lycan territory. It arched high into the sky, seamless and radiant, threaded with ancient runes that pulsed like a living heartbeat. Our home was sealed with Lunaris aura! For a moment, I simply stared at the doom that disappeared in the air, chest heaving, pride blooming painfully behind my ribs.

Eizlina immediately tried to push him away from her, but before she could attack him, he picked her up in his embrace roughly, causing the towel to completely fall from her body. The towel fell on the floor, and then he dropped her completely naked body on the bed in a rough manner. Her blood ran cold when she found his lethal eyes lingering all over her uncovered body which intensified that sadistic darkness in his gaze. Horrified, Eizlina tried to grab the duvet to cover herself but he didn't let her to. Clutching the duvet, he threw it on the floor, causing tears to form in her eyes again. Her body stiffened in fright when she saw him removing his coat and throwing it on the ground, and t

He said simply “Okay let’s go, you’ll never settle until you know all the answers. Stacia better be glad she’s dead, I’d have killed her for this.” Cole stared after them when they excused themselves wondering what he’d just missed. He glanced to his side when he saw James Malcolm beside him. James or better known as Jamie asked, “Who’s the girl that has Hunter on such a tight leash?” Cole couldn’t for the life of him explain why but he was immediately defensive, that girl had been hurt enough. He’d seen the press release but had never thought she’d be as beautiful and real as she was. He said coolly “Lay off Jamie, that’s Hunter’s daughter Angel.” The man couldn’t have been more shocked if

I try again, my voice a little stronger, but still not enough to send anyone running. I tried to move my arm again, gritting my teeth against the pain radiating through me. Finally managing to bring an arm up to my chest I pulled back the bandage covering my torso. My eyes wide with alarm. My whole chest was covered in swirling silvery patterns. Covering every inch of my once flawless skin. I mean I’ve always loved tattoos, but this is ridiculous. “They will fade with time.” A small voice startled me out of my horror, Lilith was stood in the door way, watching my expression.

"We still don't have enough shares to counterattack anything he..." "It doesn't matter at this point. He already put the Academy under my name. Decisions to do with it are solely my responsibility, therefore he won't intervene or his motives will be visible. He simply uses people. He's a coward. Fighting from the shadows is all he's capable of, so we simply need to cut off his limbs." "May I ask why you chose to partner with Kojo Designers and Touji Tailors?"

“I am sorry, I was just trying to keep you from murdering someone in public.” His expression shifted - dark, unreadable. His eyes trailed across my face, lingering on my lips. Then his hand reached up, fingertips grazing my cheek. He always wore the same damn expression. Blank, unmoved, like nothing in this world could touch him. But somehow, in the silence and the stillness, he made sure I and everyone else felt it all - the cold, the control, the darkness wrapped beneath his skin.

I felt an undeniable attraction, much deeper than physical appearances, and I didn't know why. His aura was one that was a mixture of deep red and a slight translucent gray. The red came from him being grounded and a realist. Someone who is strong and independent. While the gray meant he was guarded, protected from things that he felt he had control over. He had other mixtures but those two colors were the most prominent and that, again, made me nervous.

Jace hands her his black t-shirt, before turning his back to us, still holding his jacket out in front of him. I get up, dipping my head down, resting my forehead against the cool wet blades, focusing on the human within. Willing my wolf to retreat. I slowly retract my claws and canines, pawing at the ground and licking my teeth as they do. My bones swiftly and smoothly shorten their length, seeming to gliding into each other, like the rods of a tent as they click into place. I can feel my wolf melt away along with my fur, and shiver at the cold breeze blowing over my bare naked body.

The cave on the back was suddenly broken through by the fingertips, and the mucosa was shocked and gave rise to a strong signal. Daniel graciously exploited his narrow and lazy courage to tell her, “The active or the passive role I don't think needs to be changed. However, I already have a sensitive body that secretes fluid, so it's better to reduce the lubricating gel this time, directly using my fluid to lubricate it.

“The Moonshade didn’t merely conceal her, it refined her. Tempered her in the womb, like silver set in a crucible. Your mate accomplished something remarkable, Blackwood.” A beat, then. “She gave birth to an extraordinary gift. One that was never meant to belong to you alone… but to me.” The darkest corner of the hall convulsed. Shadows thickened, twisted, then knit themselves into shape. A figure stepped forward, tall, emaciated, cloaked in rags that drank what little light remained. Silas. His skin was stretched parchment over bone, veins black beneath the surface like spilled ink. His eyes burned violet, pupils slit like a cat’s in torchlight, and when he smiled, the teeth were too long,