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“If that is so, why are you bothering with entertaining a discussion with me? Their Light Fay Priestesses are not mine to control, and neither are the angels they are protecting. What I do or do not do has no relevance to you.” “The realm of the earth will be ours, regardless of what you do or do not do.” “And my daughter will make sure that you do not succeed.” End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3)

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Skandar said suddenly when they had finished their dinner and they would go back to the living room. Charisa was still loading. She was digesting the words of the man whom she had called the vampire uncle, the young girl had just frozen, Skandar immediately grabbed her arm and invited the girl to the garden behind his house. The two families stunned to see Skandar Hemingway’s heroic behaviour. Skandar was the man whom seldom spoke, but once more he had a talk, he immediately kidnapped his future wife. Their startled family was immediately melted by the ridiculous behaviour of anyone else if the person was not Skandar's mom.

“He is a coward who runs when things get difficult. He is a coward who will hide until he thinks the storm has passed. He will not hide for long. He is too arrogant. He is too proud. He will make a move. He will make a move, and when he does, we will be waiting. He thinks he can hide. He thinks he can run. But he can’t run from me. He can’t run from us. He’s a part of our business, our legacy, and we need to cut him out. We need to cut him out like a cancer.” “I know,” Hades said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. “I know. We have a lot of work to do. We need to go back to the books. We need to go back to the business. We need to find every single deal he ever made. Every single deal he eve

"F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e. S a m e. I... w o n d e r... i f... y o u r... l i f e... i s... p a t h e t i c... o r... y o u... l i k e... l i v i n g... i n... m i s e r y." He clicked his tongue and the book disappeared from his hand. He put his chin on the back on his hand and stared at her who was standing silently. "Why are you with him? Can't you see these red flags."

A beast lunged at me but I drove my hands through it, ripping out its bloody heart, squashing it in my hands. “La requiem ut gar luzik…” Another witch began to chant, conjuring up the forces of nature to attack me. The sky roared loudly as the clouds parted, sparking with electricity. From the sky a single powerful lightening struck at me. I groan, feeling the burn that dropped with the thunder consume me. There was a smirk on the witch’s face, but it was soon dispersed as my eyes narrowed on her, sparking with rage. I redirected the witch lightning through my fingertips, sending the thunder back to her and her other associate. They both burn as their screams fill the night air.

The divine weapon was sentient, and it took the initiative to fly toward the dark clouds as soon as the forging was complete. At that moment, the thunderbolt that had been hovering over Pearl Light Isle for several days finally struck. The crackling sound resounded through the sky as if reflecting the sky's sheer anger. A purple divine lightning as thick as a millstone lashed down from the sky, carrying a terrifying power that ripped through space along its trajectory.

I knew something was wrong when I left my room this morning. Emery, my little flame, was standing there staring at Nayleen. She didn’t react when I gave her cushy little ass a light smack. When I returned after seeing Nayleen out and showering, she was gone. I did get a text from Sapphire asking what I had done. I told her I hadn’t done anything that I was aware of. I knew her strange behavior this morning was due to Nayleen, but I know Nayleen didn’t say anything to her. I waited and waited for my little flame to get home. I was about to start calling everyone to see if they had seen her when I heard a key slide into the lock. It was starting to get dark when she walked in. She

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Nearness of You (The Thorntons Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief