Suzanne Wright Reading Order Novels & Stories

She is not a Salve and she will never become a Slave even if it endangers her life. *Note* This story is completely separate from the next one in the series and can be read independently

With a heavy breath, I peeked first. Bruce’s name was written in gold. Before, it was creepy white like just the rest. I nibbled my lip when the initials SW in number three switched places with initials VS in number two. Then, the letter W moved a little bit away from S as letters slowly scribbled and formed a name. “Suzy Williams.” I read then gaped at Grip and said, “I told you death can’t wait. He’s impatient.” “Let’s look for her,” Gugu proposed.

Most of the females were at least partly nude, and each held what appeared to be a labeled star. But when she looked at Vasilisa, she saw a look of confusion on her face as she flipped through the brownish pages. And they soon discovered that the problem was the sorceress couldn't read her own handwriting —and not in a funny way. "Damn it, someone has cast a spell on my book. I can't see anything." Cassandra glanced at one of the tall windows and realized that the sun had risen over the horizon, and a new day had started without her knowing it. She gasped in panic. If her foster family discovered that she had sneaked out, they would hang her upside down by the foot.

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.

“Go right before it's dark and something bad happens.” Suzane didn't wait for another cue, she ran out and left the door open. I lay down, watching the ceiling and remembering every thread of thought. I was arriving somewhere. It still didn't make much sense. It still wouldn't be enough, but I was getting to the trail of the Red Brotherhood's motivations.

AURORA'S POV There was a huge mansion in woods which was white in colour with cream interior. The place gives a warm vibe but I know from far that this is going to be a hell of a ride for me. I should find a way and escape from here as soon as possible. I couldn’t escape in car because I was all panicked and was not that good in teleportation spell. I needed some time in peace so that I get the spell to work but the nerves ponding against my skin made me dumb as they said what a weak witch I am. My parents would be really disappointed in me. As soon as I was thrown into a dark room my restrains were opened letting me feel my sore hands. These motherfuckers tied them pretty tight. The darknes

It was only later that I decided to separate Freya's story as a standalone. You can also read about Kenneth's grandparents, uncles, and aunts in the Wright Family Series. They have all been completed. Please find them below: Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It Book 3: Flash Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress Book 5: I Fell For A Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus

One wrong decision. Would completely change both of their lives. And on that very night... A young woman accidentally entered the wrong unit. A man slept peacefully, completely unaware. And far away... People had already begun making their move... To destroy the Spenser family. The gentle rays of the morning sun slowly slipped through the thick curtains. The entire unit remained silent. Only the soft hum of the air conditioner could be heard. On the bed... Maeve was sleeping peacefully. A tiny smile rested on her lips, as if she was having the sweetest dream.

Something is definitely not right, she thought. With great effort, she went to her trusty toolbox again and picked up an extendable metal wand, a miniature glass ball, and stuffed a few pieces of yellow talisman into the pocket of her robe. “Tom, dinner’s on the table,” she called out. Tom’s shower was still going strong. A wave of dizziness hit her, Suzanne quickly sat back down on her armchair. She needed to rest. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. *** Tom stepped out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but his jeans. Suzanne’s bath rowel was draped over his broad shoulders as water dripped from his hair. He rubbed his hair with the towel and walked over to where a sleeping Suzanne l

Suzanne’s heart pounded. Cold panic surged through her veins. Her body trembled, her mind clouded in a haze. The weight of the moment pressed down on her like a suffocating blanket. Charles’s eyes locked onto hers, the malicious glint unmistakable. He approached with slow, deliberate steps. Suzanne’s body instinctively recoiled, but there was nowhere to run. The bedframe dug into her back. The cold sheets beneath her offered no comfort. "Do you think you can defy me?" His voice was low, menacing. "You’ve forgotten your place, Suzanne. Let me remind you."