Novel & Cerita Slayers Novels

"Quick, take my lady with you!" "What the hell is that?" Cassandra asked. "Groundsler," replied Owlyn. "If it catches us, we won't even have our bones left." Cassandra did not have time to ask what a Groundsler was and did not want to find out either. She did as she was told. With a strained face, Cassandra bent down and scooped up the princess as gently and quickly as she could. She still felt a bit squeamish touching the frog's skin, but she couldn't afford to lose her life over this. Then she and Owlyn began to run through another door at the back of the hall.

Warning -) All are my books. List of Completed books BOOK 1 LINK -https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000001955 Spoiled billionaire's innocent Bride. *completed* Deep romance , heart break , happy ending.Story of a cold hearted billionaire and a sassy beautiful boy ."Do whatever you want to do , call me bitch , slut, whore ,or whatever ,just remember i just want you .i will always have whatever i have wanted ." -JustinRay grace being a popular the most hot eligible bachelor in town .The cold and hot ceo . He hates bitches who loves to spread their legs just for anyone .will the two

Gabriel. A/N. Hi everyone I hope you all enjoyed the two chapter update, The book is sadly coming to its end. This ia a two book series The Aloha King's Series. Book one: The Alpha King's Slave. Book two: The return of the Banished Alpha King. Both books can be read as a stand alone you dont have to read one to understand the other. I really want to thank you all for reading and I hope you continue till the end. With love. Bj❤

She grunted, leaning forward. “Yes, mistress. My life is yours.” He moaned. “Good. Now, die bitch.” She growled into his ear as she held a knife to his neck, moving her hips faster. “What?” He whispered, looking at her wide eyed with fear. She slashed the knife across his neck and watched as his blood poured out of his wound. She moaned as she felt her release hit her in waves. His body twitched beneath hers as he choked and gurgled on his own blood. She dragged a hand through the blood coating his neck and moaned in bliss grabbing her breasts as she watched the light fade from his eyes.

As her volume increases, the words that were once a mystery start to make sense. “Praise Oaestr, Great Diviner, Mother of us All. Praise Nyxt, Night Father, Void Incarnate, Mate of the Goddess. Blessed are your brood. Ayre, Faeyre, Bleyd, Kore, Myeti, Carnelia. Blessed Carnelia! Gifted Carnelia! The first Queen of Dragons.” The light from above overwhelms my current form and soon being flame itself isn't enough to keep the pain at bay any longer. As my body bucks against the throne, something shifts in Vega's expression and her eyes take on a look of genuine fear as she gazes in my direction.

she murmured, tilting her head. Drawn by fascination, she found the rolling ladder attached to the bookshelf and climbed carefully. Her fingers trailed over several thick volumes—Blood Oaths and Moonlight, Fangs of Fire, The Treaty of Shadows. The illustrations on the covers were beautiful yet chilling, with fanged creatures, glowing eyes, and moons stained crimson. With great care, she pulled down four books and descended, arms full. She found the oversized reading chair near the window and curled into it, flipping open the first book.

“When your name is called, come to the stage. A single drop of blood is all it takes.” Oh good. Just blood magic in front of a thousand people. Casual. One by one, students stepped forward, pricked a finger, dropped their blood in the cauldron, and watched as the smoke rose, each color matching a house. Red for DracoVanth. Violet for NoctiShade. Green for Venmire. Silver-gray for Vargheim. Then....“Lila Gerrick.” “Eeeeeeeek!” Lila squealed, bouncing to her feet. “Wish me luck!”

"But not quite right. Kira, bring the uniform." The golden-haired woman stepped forward, and I saw the triumph in her green eyes. She held a bundle of gray fabric that she dropped at my feet with deliberate carelessness. "Servants wear gray in Blackthorne Keep," Dante explained, his tone almost conversational. "As do slaves. And that's what you are now, Princess. Not a prisoner of war. Not a hostage. A slave. My personal property, to do with as I please." "I am the heir to Silvermoon—"

I was in big trouble, why did they have to lie about my identity? And why does my buyer have to be a god-damned Lycan? He was going to rip my head off my body when he found out. At this point, I'd rather have whoever my mate was reject me. I couldn't be a slave to my mate's boss…or something like that. Everyone knew how dangerous a Lycan King could be. Currently, we have just four lycan kings in existence. Each one of them possessing a unique trait and personality but one thing was for sure, they'd kill without blinking.

Halfway to the Council Hall, we were ambushed. It was fast. Too fast. One minute we were running, the next the world exploded in silver and teeth. Slayers- five of them, faces masked, blades burning with runes. Cass went down first, blade in her thigh. Jax yelped, ducking behind a tree. Fen was a blur, tattoos alive, his shadow swallowing two Slayers whole. Kael shifted, wolf and man at once, tearing through another. The last Slayer came for me. He was fast. Too fast. The blade kissed my shoulder, and I screamed, the Sovereign magic surging, angry and wild. I grabbed his wrist, the black stone pulsing in my hand.