Tainted Series Novels & Stories

I saw Amanda's face drain of color as she clutched her chest and collapsed onto the couch. Jamie's face went pale as he rushed to shut off the equipment. The voices from the guests were crystal clear. "Oh my god! What is this? Isn't Connor engaged to someone else?" I felt the blood drain from my face. I never thought Connor would go this far. He didn't even care about exposing himself just to ruin me. "What on earth are you trying to do?" He stood up, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and started walking toward me.

They’ll have bundled up what’s left of Mike and Jim and done a full sweep of the area, but they’d be dead and in the ground themselves if any of those mooks stumbled across my mind-gaming, self-indulgent, but still deadly as fuck ancient vampire. Chris could be hiding in any one of these abandoned restaurants and shops surrounding this failed hotel, but he’ll be moving on come sundown… The sun’s already setting, but I ain’t up to a fucking hunt. I’m exhausted, still injured. I don’t even have my gun, and I don’t got a dose of the ‘Lord’s Blessing’ neither. All I got is a shit load of questions about what Chris called ‘taint’: the stuff we enforcers have all blindly been using to boost our sp

All alliances failed the same way. Not with betrayal. But with realization. Sebastian Sebastian had always believed that Elara Wainwright Carter mistook patience for loyalty. That misunderstanding had served him—until now. He sat in the back seat of his car as it moved through the city, glass darkened, sound muted. His tablet glowed softly in his lap, displaying financial projections tied to Knight Enterprises’ secondary logistics network. Someone had interfered. Not enough to cause damage. Enough to leave fingerprints.

Something violent and sudden and wrong, like a current reversing, like something that has been running in one direction deciding to run in another, and the sensation is physical and enormous and I grip the bedrail and I say her name again. "Vivian." The monitors alarm and the door opens and people come in and I am moved back, professionally and firmly, to the doorway, and I stand in the doorway with my hand on the frame and I watch the medical team do what medical teams do, and the cold in my chest is doing something I do not have language for, something that is the curse and also something underneath the curse, something that was there before the inheritance and before the ring and before t

"The Divine Being, with the help of the dragons and a small group of humans who remained loyal to their world, fought valiantly against the Destroyer and its Tainted followers," the voice said. Darkness crept over the world, like a suffocating shroud. The Tainted emerged, their bodies twisting and contorting, elongating into grotesque, inhuman shapes. Wren's gaze fell upon one Tainted, its eight arms splayed out like a macabre spider. Each arm wielded a different instrument of war: a drum, its surface etched with ancient runes; a flute, its melody a haunting whisper; a harp, its strings vibrating with an otherworldly energy.

"Which one? The series with the gorgeous edible men, Thorny Crown! Jesus, Talia! Do you live in a cave?" Oh, that one. "Yeah yeah." Talia saw that one, but she stopped watching it in Season 5. The story was centered on the male leads obsessing about a two-faced female lead who's ambitious enough to covet the throne even when she's a half-blood noble with a commoner's blood from her mother's side. Talia hated the wench since Season 3 when the stupid Victoria, the female lead's half-sister, got executed for a crime planned by the female lead. It was such a twisted story, but it was still a hit worldwide since the main plot has a touch of offensive schemes and harsh politics.

Howard suddenly feel guilty as he knows how much important this situation. Harley patting Howard shoulder as he doesn’t blame him for this. Who doesn’t excited to finally gather together again as old man. “ We will find out this together, ” Harley said it to comfort Howard guilty feeling. It’s not a big deal. Just a little mistake. --- “ This gonna be the best reincarnation that we ever had. Our master will come back more stronger than before and no one can’t stop him, ” the man served his blood on the rectangle stone that had an ancient word and art on it. He laughing evil.

CHAPTER TWELVE LUCIAN CASTIEL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Devin was the only one person who could disturb me on my fucking wedding night and get away with it. Alive. As annoyed as I was about it, it was some serious issue, related to work. There was a traitor amongst us. The newly designed A-12 was a new idea, a small explosive that could be shaped into just about any structure. It was supposed to be our new invention. Except that the traitor amongst us already sold that piece of information. To our enemies, Vladimir Petrov. And today, they are launching it. my very own creation. Stolen!

Dear Readers, As we close the final chapter of *Tangled Truths*, I find myself filled with gratitude and emotion. This journey with Lucas and Flora—from adversaries to soulmates, through betrayal and redemption, death and rebirth—has been an extraordinary one to share with you. Your messages, comments, and unwavering support have meant everything to me throughout this series.

White's voice boomed behind me. I was shocked for a second as I hadn't expected anyone to be around. "Yes of course." I replied, mastering up a sweet innocent smile. I poured the water into a glass and gave it to him. He drank it halfway, then paused to look at me. "Is your laptop okay? Was it broken?" I asked, hoping my voice didn't sound suspicious. "Yeah. It's fine. Just an alert that went off." He said his gaze still fixed on me. He was suspicious of me, and I could feel it.