Slayers Book Novels & Stories

"Had you ever done it before you became a slave?" "No. I wasn't that wild before I was married. My fantasies mostly started after my marriage. I wasn't unhappy as a wife, but it definitely called to me. I think it mostly started after our friend, Zoe, said she was becoming a sex slave to Brianna. I'd never really thought of it before seriously, thinking it was strange before it became real to me. Then I started reading sex slave romance novels and got into reverse harem novels. After, a lot of my fantasies extended to more than one person fucking me. My slavery was Master's attempt to make some of those fantasies become real." "Had you ever been with a woman before?"

Maybe if there is a second-hand book on sale, there might be hope but I don't have time to visit those shops as well. I took the book and I laid down on a sofabed and I laid down there. The window is open and I can see the moon shining brightly and the stars. I opened the book and I started to get swallowed by the story. I am too drawn to the story and not noticing my surroundings. I am very swept with the Character of Elena Devereux who is a very cool female protagonist who is a slayer of rogue vampires and a top-rank guild hunter.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

"It's one of the best-selling novels this year. The main characters are assassins and mercenaries, which made the book have a lot of blood and gore, and dark humor. The pacing and plot are great as well as the characters. It has a bit of romance, going from enemies to lovers." "Oh." Now, that caught my attention. "Definitely my type of story." I flipped the book to read its description on the back. "That's actually the last of the Agnis Trilogy." She fetched a couple of books from where I pulled the one on my hand and placed both over it. "First is The City of Flame, next is The Kingdom of Blades, and this, of course, is last." She tapped the books one by one. "Ah, thank you for telling, but

Lucian whispered, trailing his finger over her face. Finally, Lucian left the room. The book sat on the desk, its dark cover gleaming ominously. He could feel its pull, the promise of power and throne. But one thing rang in his mind, he had to find her, and for the first time, Lucian felt a glimmer of light. But the battle was far from over. The shadows within him stirred, restless and insistent, opposing him from making a stupid step again.

“Isn’t fate just so damn cute?” Lyka sighed, “You are powerful, each of you and you need to discover it. To expand it.” “But enough to defeat him?” Art snickered. “Yes, enough to destroy him. We will talk about it later. Before that you can read this book.” Shalom handed them a thick, leather bound book. In the cover, was a handwritten word. Bloodsongs. In wild red. ____

I screamed while plunging the sword into the creature as deep as I could, then drawing my sword from his body and stepping back, bracing for the next attack. I was caught off guard when the creature began to turn to ash and evaporate. Just like the Crawlers. The sharp sting of pointed nails dug into my back. My legs gave out as the burn intensified. Large and knife-like teeth dug into my shoulder and my sword fell from my hand as I wailed in agony on my knees. ‘Draw on the power of the Knights’ Conri yelled at me from within, feeling him wanting to shift. I didn’t know how. I didn’t know how to do what he was telling me.

He changed the subject. I squinted my eyes but didn’t say anything. He plucked the book out of my hand and adjusted his glasses. It reminded me of Andrew. “Danger clung to him like smoke, yet there was something devastatingly irresistible about the man who hunted monsters for a living,” Alaric read aloud. “Jesus! Vaelora!” He lowered the book and looked at me over his glasses. “Did you write this for a school project or you’ve suddenly picked an interest in fantasy writing?”

I felt relief, gratitude, and love for Luthias as I watched Charles crumple to the floor. Seeing the fate of their leader, vampires started retreating. I’d almost settled the adrenaline from the battle back down in my veins when a powerful burst of energy knocked Luthias to the ground. I gasped with horror as I watched Sybil step out from a thick mist with her hands spread wide like I was taught to do while performing magic. Was Sybil the witch who broke through the shield over Verso?

He stammered. “I do not make my pack warriors to be foolish.” With my claws that were out, I slit his throat and then plunge them over his chest. “And I’ll do more when I find out who is playing pranks with me!” I yelled at them. Kill the enemy! That was a shitty write-up from my pack members. The enemy was the werewolf, Viola is the only wolf in the Lycan Pack.