The Ballad Of Never After Series Order Novels & Stories

This notebook was the reason the men were coming. "Be brave, my warrior," my mother murmured, pulling me into a fierce, suffocating hug. "Protect your brother. Don't you freeze on me." The pressure of her expectation was a crushing weight. I looked at Kian, sleeping peacefully, and whispered, "I won't. I promise." I slid the notebook into the waistband of my trousers, tucked tight against my skin. Then, the world ended. A sound, not of the neighborhood, but of metal shearing metal — the violent, sickening noise of our front gate being ripped from its hinges.

"I'll try." Author's Note Hopefully, you all understand why their first time together happened right now. The annual ball is coming up next, but so is Yeva's vision. This is both good and bad. Thanks for the follows, favs, and reviews! Feel free to tell me your thoughts on this chapter. Until next time...

The beta stood in my face and said. “We tried to get to her, but the asshole who took her kept moving and we always lost his tracks.” I stood on my tiptoes to be right in his face and sneered. “Wow, is that all what you have to say? I would have got her no matter what, or died trying.” He pushed me backward, and I staggered when my back hit a big tree. “You know nothing about what happened that night. The undead attacked us. It was a big hive, and some travelers used all that commotion and snatched her, then she was sold to some shifter. That was the last thing I knew about her.”

"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

The corners of my lips slowly curled upward. 'June, for the rest of our lives, let's never see each other again.'

The one she never let go of. Years ago, he bailed—broke up with her and vanished overseas. She was wrecked. That's when we met, on some blind date. She needed a distraction. I fell hard. We got married. And I kept thinking... if I gave enough, maybe one day she'd choose me. However, ten years of loyalty, and it meant nothing. One wave from Caleb, and she ran straight back. I always knew he still lived in her heart. And I—I was just a placeholder.

He only looked — and then, just as easily, looked away. At the time, I told myself that was mercy. The world resumed its proper order at once. Shouts rang out. Steel clashed. Boots struck earth. I lowered my gaze and continued on, hands steady despite the strange awareness that lingered beneath my skin. I set the water where it was meant to go. I turned. I left the yard. I believed that should have been the end of it.

“Yes.” However, by then, Matteo would never hear the answer. “Sofia!” Caleb’s panicked voice rang out, and at the same time, I felt a burning sensation spread through my body. Just before everything went dark, I saw the villa engulfed in flames. In that moment, all the love and hatred between us disappeared into ashes. I slept for five days. When I finally woke up, Caleb was slumped beside my hand, looking completely lost, as if his soul had been drained out of him.

I took my time reading, and another hour went by. On finishing the third book, I realised I hadn’t read them in the right order. It seemed Finding the One was the first book, followed by The Claiming Rites, and then Under the Red Moon. This was a trilogy that needed to be read in the right order. I stared closely at the books and found the numbers on them written on each book from one to three, just like I arranged them. These numbers were written on the drawn-out full moon on the bottle right of the book’s front page, and, being set beside each other in the formal order, the full moon glowed.