The Fifth Vital Novels & Stories

“Let me put it this way. Eclipse were small-town thugs compared to how 5th Circle operates. Those wolves were predictable, stupid, and could barely be trusted with simple guard duty. “5th Circle has been around for generations. They’re a fucking cult with money, influence, and technology behind their impressive magical abilities. Forget everything you think you know about them. Half of it’s a lie—rumors spread by Vexx himself.”

He was off on a film set with Renee. She'd called him, desperate, telling him she felt awful. His response? The same as always. "Wait for me. I'll be back soon." He didn't come back until the fever had already broken. It was always like that. Broken promises, over and over, until all the letdowns blurred together. After one brutal fight, he swore he'd change. Promised he wouldn't leave her for Renee again. She'd given him five chances. This was the fifth.

"When was this?" His assistant flinched. "I remember that day, sir. You said not to schedule any work because you were going to church with your family." The day Julian received the final divorce judgment was also when he learned that he once had a child. He had played a part in that child's death. Julian dismissed his assistant. "Leave me alone for a while." His hands trembled as he lit a cigarette. Then another and another. It was as if enough smoke could somehow quiet the chaos raging inside him.

"Why should you enjoy over twenty years of wealth and privilege, while I crawl like a rat in the gutter? I'm dying, Kurt. A terminal illness. My time is short, but I'll make sure you suffer too. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Living to atone will be the cruelest punishment." With that, he pulled out a fruit knife he had clearly prepared in advance and slashed it across my face. Then, twisting toward me, he seized my steering wheel. As I slipped into unconsciousness, I caught one last glimpse of him shoving something into his mouth. When I woke again, I was in the hospital. They told me Jacob had died in that crash. By the time I finished reading all the entries, my thoughts were spinning—sh

A sanctioned death, carried out in front of everyone. "Sam... who's the Alpha?" "It's Mark," he huffs, annoyed. "Mark? The same Mark from the Hyundai company?" "Yes." "And what does it take to become Alpha?" "Well... uh... there are five ways. First, Alpha by virgin." "What? So that's why... you want-Sam!" I shout, crossing my arms.

I jumped down from the flowerbed and walked away without looking back. Somehow, someone had recorded everything and uploaded it online, including the evidence I had posted in the group chat. The Christmas holidays was prime time for drama, and within an hour, it went viral. The internet exploded with comments. “Oh my god, what kind of family is this? That’s terrifying.” “So it’s true what they say. once there’s a stepmother, there’s a stepfather problem too.” “The scariest part is the sister. She’s hated her for years over this? That’s insane.”

But out here, on her porch, with the moonlight soft on her shoulders, Ava allowed herself to whisper the truth she had been holding close: “Maybe the fifth vow isn’t a curse. Maybe it’s a blessing I just hadn’t grown into yet.” And somewhere across state lines, Marcus du Prée whispered his own truth in the quiet of his study: “Maybe this time… I won’t run.”

"I built this design to hold the territories steady. I did not build it knowing what else might be moving in the wider world, beyond the territories, beyond anything any of you have yet had reason to look toward." The room held this. "The fifth," Rose said. "Where do I find them?" The woman looked at her. "You do not find them," she said. "They find you. The design does not specify a location for the fifth the way it specified the buried room or the settlement, because the fifth was never meant to be a fixed point. The fifth is meant to arrive at the moment they are needed, drawn by the same mechanism that drew the original four, but triggered by a different condition." She paused. "The cond

Lila asked, having actually stopped Rex from entering the elevator. Rex was taken aback by the young, beautiful lady's boldness in approaching him and asking for his contact information. He furrowed his brows at Lila as he stared at her from head to toe. He found her attractive, with her fair skin. He dipped his hand into his coat pocket and gave her one of his business cards without asking her anything, then walked away to head up to the fifth floor to bring Jessica downstairs. Lila was excited and went back to her duty post.

She covered her nose and walked back into the house, pointing the camera inside. "Look. Miles has turned the house into a landfill. "I want to bring him back too, but look at how filthy he is. How am I supposed to bring him home like this?" I felt terribly wronged and muttered stiffly, "I'm not filthy." What can a five-year-old do? I've been dead for five years, and you still don't know. "Let me see Brother's house! I want to see!" A bright, lively voice came from the video. An eight-year-old boy in a little suit appeared on the screen, looking like a small prince.