Romans & histoires The Black Hand Book

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.

It sounded like it belonged to someone else. I heard heavy boots coming towards me. I tried running but someone grabbed me by the arm. I twisted and pulled away, but another man blocked my path. They came from everywhere. Not the hunters. Different men. Their clothes were darker. Their eyes colder. I started crying again. “Please don’t,” I said. “Please.” A man in a black combat suit stepped forward. His boots made heavy sounds on the ground. He held something in his hand. It was red. Glowing.

The assistant stumbled backward and shut his mouth. "Read page two, you piece of shit," Moss barked at Kenji. "Your travel privileges are revoked. Give me the book. Now." Kenji reached into his jacket. When he pulled out the blue booklet, his fingers were shaking so violently his knuckles turned white. His empire had vanished in sixty seconds. He quickly clasped his hands behind his back to hide the shake, his jaw set tight. "I will cooperate," he said, his voice deathly quiet. "Damn right you will," Moss said. "Haul him out."

“I don’t know. I didn’t ask. She said... she said once you opened it, everything would start.” Sera narrowed her eyes. “Start what?” But the girl was already backing toward the stairs. “Good luck,” she whispered. And then she ran. Sera didn’t follow. She just stared at the box. Then picked it up. It was heavier than it looked. She turned it over. And found one phrase etched into the base: > “If you betray me, use this.” Elise’s handwriting. Sera’s hand tightened on the box. Stronghold – Later

Before he came back in, I went straight to his room. I scanned the room carefully, my fingers brushing against the edge of his bookshelf. That was when I saw it. A book. It wasn’t like the other ones. Its leather cover was black and worn, the edges uneven, as if it had been opened too many times. I picked it up, my hands trembling just a little, and flipped it open. “To become human, you must have sex with many humans and drain their energy. This will make you human… and stop you from drinking human blood.”

Chapter Seven: The Girl in My House Ivy had never seen a house this big. She stood just inside the Sterling mansion, her small bag hanging from her shoulder as her eyes wandered across the enormous living room. Everything looked expensive—the polished marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, the furniture was plush and elegant, and massive paintings adorned the walls in ornate gold frames. She felt small and out of place, like a visitor in a world that didn't belong to her.

“Finish it for them.” He pushed my hand harder, making me curl my fingers against that perfect spot inside my pussy while his thigh flexed under me. The dual pressure—his body heat, the hand on mine, and the pressure of my thumb grinding against my clit—shattered me. “Ohhhhhhhh— Damien! Fuck, fuck, fuck— ohhh, Damn, yes, yes, yes—” With one final, ruthless push of his hand over mine, my body stiffened. A sharp, blinding wave of pleasure crashed over me right there on his lap.

is Blacky. “I know... That most of my information... is not a secret anymore to the upper realm sect” Zhu Wushang uses the severed hand to lightly pat that man in black cheek slowly. Then, he speaks again in a lazy tone. “Your information might tell you that… I’m a nice person but… In truth… I’m only nice to my friends and family.” At this moment Zhu Wushang threw the spy hand at Blacky. “My hand!!!!” A despairing objection scream of that man in black makes no difference to Blacky. It opens its jaw wide and eats the severed hand in one bite.

‘Members. ‘Well, how about ye tell me?’ Maud said. ‘No one else needs to know, do they?’ ‘I can’t tell you,’ Thomas said sternly, causing Maud to take a step back in surprise. ‘It’s against the rules.’ ‘And where are these rules?’ Maud said, her face impassive, but in her eyes anxiety took up residence. Thomas pulled open the flap on a breast pocket and removed a small, buff-coloured book. ‘This is the Blue Thunder Handbook,’ he explained. ‘The rules.’

The way they kiss as well as the way she put his hand to hers ----- From that moment he badly pinched his cheek again reminding himself that he needed to plot a plan for the black market he had entered a while ago. There, he stood up and went to the bookshelves inside his room to look for published books that had relations for any black trading or the underground trading. However, what he only saw were those about the empire, noble society as well as other things talking about the imperial academics but none of those were related to the one he's finding 'There's no such thing as a book like that in here because it was mainly kept a secret that no one would dare to publish'