The Other Half Book Novels & Stories

It was Alex who spoke, his tone serious and yet, it rubbed over my senses in a way that I couldn't describe as anything other than 'pleasing'. "But…I'm a wolf." I countered. "I was a rogue when I came here." "Yes, you're a half-blood," he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Which is why you didn't fully transform when your wolf took over. Rogue wolves can't retain their human form when their animal takes over their mind completely…and this proves why you never turned. Whatever your other half is, it's your predominant side." "And what exactly is my other side?" I asked them since they seemed to know more about me at than I did about myself at the moment. "Because I don'

Why wasn’t he richer than Charles? After staring until she felt better, Hana tucked it back into the suitcase and wiped her eyes. There was work to be done, a story to be completed. She dragged herself to her worktable and resumed work on the book. Taking Cara’s advice, she had split it into a duet. It wasn’t going to be a single book anymore, but she didn’t know how long of a series it would be. The second half of the duet was already completed.

Her tone was serious. Jet already blabbered about a few things. What she needed right now was answers. I would give it to her. But would it render their silly lunch date unnecessary? "Because," I replied calmly. "It's the only way to awaken your other half. She seeks to come out." To meet me. "My other half," she repeated gently, her eyes, distant. "Is that the same as the wolf Jet mentioned?" I nodded, "Yes."

This whole book will be from my point of view. The second half is where the real story happens. I'm essentially saying that the first half is just a way to get to know me and the people closest to me. Meanwhile, the second half will be telling my story. So now that you know about how my story will flow, I am not you and you are not me. Tell me how it is. Give me your honest opinion about this book. And whether you like my writing or the people that are a part of it, be sure to let me know. (But, please, do this on private message.)

I ended up being alone by myself in this huge place. Not that I'm jealous about Gregory tagging along with Victoria. I just hate staying in this cathedral by myself. The night is still young and for sure, they will be back by dawn. I don't plan to stay in the bedroom like a sore loser. I have to get out of this place and try to enjoy my alone time. It's been just a month since I became a vampire and Gregory's better half. But I feel like we have been married for a long time now. It seems that he's fine leaving me alone.

His hand tightened, his body pressing closer, and she felt the hardness of him, the raw need in his grip, his breath hot against her temple. Her hands slid up his chest, gripping his jacket, and she wanted to kiss him, to erase the year apart. He was really the other half of her, her soulmate, there definitely wasn’t another man out there for her if it wasn’t Jack. The dance ended, and Elle helped clean up the booth, her mind racing. Max and Lila stayed close, their laughter soft, their hands brushing as they packed up, their ease a contrast to the storm inside her. They had to make this work one hundred percent

I sighed, “how do you use a pup as a pawn in a game that you’re playing with adults, it’s not right and he did it as if it was nothing, I was nothing, he’s not for me Mom, he’s not for anyone with a conscience or morals.” She smiled, “maybe that is why the moon goddess paired you with him, you are the other half of him, he is everything you despise, yet you are everything he lacks.” She stood as the doctor walked in, “just think about it, if you walk away from him, reject him, he has no hope of ever having his other half, the half that you and only you possess, his amazing side, the side that you would be more than willing to want.”

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate

The wolves at the edge of the forest vanished as quickly as they'd come, melting into the shadows like mist at dawn. But their words lingered in the cold air, settling into my chest like something that would never leave. *The half-blood has won her war. Now let's see if she can win the peace.*

Perhaps the words are readable only to me, unlike the other red book. This realization makes the whole thing even more ominous than before. "I guess it's only me who can read this one." "How convenient," she quips sarcastically again. I laugh at her joke and the eye roll she adds at the end, before looking down and feeling the pages. A rush of power pulses through my hands, and I take a deep breath. "I've realized the book is divided into two halves, in a way," I begin explaining to her. "The first part seems like a journal of some sort, and the second part holds things that look like incantations and rituals."