Novel & Cerita Spicy Books Like From Blood And Ash

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

And proved themselves wrong. I slipped into the restricted section. Dust and iron. Blood dried so long it had become architecture. My hand skimmed spines untouched for centuries. The Binding of the Abyss. The Vessel's Sacrifice. The Law of the Shadow-Bride. I pulled the last one free. Leather-bound. Claw-marked cover. I opened it - pages yellow, brittle, the smell of a mouth sealed for decades. "Looking to stay in control, or lose it entirely?" I didn't flinch. Didn't stop reading.

Asher’s Shifter (Alpha-Hybrid Shifter Romance) (Coming Soon) ~Other Works By The Author~ Ferrah’s Alpha Mate (On Going) Whispers And Bones (A paranormal Thriller) (Complete) Calder (A Mafia Dark Romance) (On Going) The Billionaires Baby (One Night Stand-Romance) (Coming Soon) Diabla (Revenge-Romance) (Coming Soon) My Alpha Bully (Werewolf-Human Bully Romance) (Coming Soon)

The controlled collapse of her will beneath mine. The sun rises, gilding the edges of the curtains. The library, its silent books, its smell of knowledge and dust, waits. It will wait. For now, there is only this room. This warmth. This endless war of which we are the sole soldiers, the sole witnesses, the sole vanquished and the sole victors. And the terrible, exhilarating vertigo is that in consuming her, I feel, each time, something within me burning too.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

Luca Ashford: If he scared you off, don’t let him. The fun ones don’t stay in their rooms. She laughed under her breath. She hadn’t given either of them her number. When she slept, her dreams turned violent. When she woke, she dressed in black. And when she stepped into the courtyard, she found Luca cornering a freshman, Noah approaching like justice incarnate, and the first real glimpse of the war she’d walked into waiting for her.

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *