Skyfall Book Novels & Stories

Some secrets are meant to stay secret forever but some secrets have to stay a secret (Liane Morianty). As the cloak figue read in the book before this shadow figue come out of under the door, with the allow of the zodiac sign out of their endless walk in the walk. "Who sent you?" say the claok figue who was puting the book down on the table that was right next to her chair near this stone handcrave fireplace. "Scorpio sent me, their found another to hold the power and the new keeper of the book of secret" say the shadow figue that taking up a form of the fallen warrio, who get on the darkness keeper bad side.

"You knew?" My voice shakes as I stare at my mother. "You knew what I was and didn't tell me?" The council chamber feels suffocating despite its size. Every important wolf in the Royal Pack is here, all staring at me like I'm a ticking bomb. "I suspected," Mom says quietly. "But I hoped I was wrong. The Silver Moon Wolf is just a legend-" "Apparently not," the eldest council member interrupts. He's pulled out an ancient book, its pages yellow with age. "It's all here. 'When the moon bleeds silver and the marked one bears lightning scars, the weapon of ending shall rise.'"

She simply gave them the truth and let it stand in the snow, and the men received it in silence, the flat broken silence of a people too cold and too hungry to do anything with a truth but hear it. Then she went back up to the study, because there was nowhere else to go, and she took out the book to burn it. That was her honest intention. The swollen ledger of buried bodies had cost her everything. It had turned Dain into a fuse, started a mutiny, and taught her that every secret in it was a door that opened onto a trap. She knelt at the small cold hearth with the last of the fire she would allow herself, and she opened the book one final time, meaning to feed it page by page to the flame, a

I took the clipboard she handed me and tried to focus on the words instead of the buzz of whispers brushing past me. Orientation was a blur of paperwork, introductions, and corporate jargon I pretended to understand. But the whispers didn’t stop. A subtle tilt of heads, a small glance here and there. It was obvious the office already knew. ‘Lucio’s new assistant’, they murmured behind polite smiles. The scandal girl. My face warmed, and I clutched my bag strap like a lifeline. Then he arrived.

"Mr. Walter, you drugged me while entertaining a client and threatened me with losing my job to keep me quiet. Is this how the company secured all the deals?" The police officer turned to David with piercing eyes. David's smile froze as he stammered, "N-No! I… I didn't do anything like that." I raised my voice. "You're lying! Your secretary, Lisa, has already confessed. You kidnapped me, took me to the hotel and allowed the client to rape me. You ruined my life!" David flinched, startled by my outburst. "You're making things up!" I grabbed Lisa and thrust her forward. "She has evidence of all your nasty deeds!"

The kind of not-crisis that everyone in the room understood was one part of a longer story they were all moving through together toward an ending nobody wanted to name. Lydia ran Skyfall from the hospital that week. Her laptop on the small table in Alexander's room, calls taken in the hallway, documents emailed back and forth to the Tower. Alexander watched her work with the particular expression he got when something confirmed a belief he already held. He said, on the third day, "You don't need me to tell you what to do anymore." "I still want to," she said without looking up from the screen. "Good," he said. "That's the right answer."

HIS OTHER HALF BOOK 2: FALCON FAMILY SERIES Sylvia Falcon, an outcast among San Francisco's elite, battles against the suffocating expectations of her glamorous lineage. Estranged from her wealthy and powerful relatives, she breaks free from their shadows and embarks on a journey of self-discovery. Determined to make her mark, she secures a job as a personal assistant to the enigmatic CEO, Jason Cartwright, hoping to find love and acceptance in the world she has chosen for herself.

(Sephiroth POV) What am I doing here? There are more important things I can be doing then meeting the president of the Black Rebel. My VP Raven convince me that this was important that I take care of this now and not push it off. Raven brought it to my attention that Grim was taking women and men off the streets to sell them as sex slaves in the black market. It was too close to what my father would be into, and I will not let that happen in my area. Raven and were told to meet Grim and his VP Phantom without any weapons. Well, what they don’t know is that we don’t need any weapons on us to take them down. Me being a royal wolf and Raven being a 237 vampire against to humans is really not a

and she drowns out the world with headphones. The rest of the time passes in quiet, as we board the plane. The night sky shines through the glass and as the plane moves to the sky, Hira rests her head on my shoulder as she drifts off. "You are safe now," I whisper. **** Now in the present time, I shouldn’t have accepted that mission. Everything became a disaster the moment Hira Callan entered my life. My life changed. It is her birthday right now, and we are currently celebrating it. Her friend Cade suggested it and Mr. Leonard Martins was going to reject the idea, especially since we are agents and adults.

Come ALONE. My heart hammered against my ribs. It was from Julian. He knew. He knew about Orion's death. He knew I was the one at the scene. And now, he was offering me the truth. I looked back at Eavon, his face a mixture of concern and frustration. He was my only ally in this nightmare, the only one who could save me from being framed for murder. But could I really trust him? Or was his brother Julian the one with the real answers? I knew I had a choice to make, and it could either lead me to the truth or straight into a trap.