The Others Series Novels & Stories

I said, hoping to get my point across. She looked so beautiful sitting across from me with her black hair flowing down in front of her shoulders, and those beautiful brown eyes looking up at me. I shook off the marks pull the best I could, I needed to stay focused. Damn, it was hard though. She nodded to me so I continued. “I have come across some new information that The Others are Vampires. Would you know anything about that?” I asked her. Her eyes widened and she shook her head. “I have never encountered The Others personally. I just know of them and that they want the amulet. I’m not even sure why they want it… We just blindly protect it because that’s what The Keepers do.” She explained

That's right, in hell, which is under Hades' control, nothing can blind him. “These are the notebooks you was looking for…” Hades said, then he looked at Aubrey. “The previous one was burned by you, so the names of Drusilla and your sister could not be found.” “I understand and also know how to use it!” Aubrey stood outside the bookshelf, which contained thousands of life-and-death books with thousands of names written inside, each book showing their life, how they were born and how they died. Aubrey read someone's name aloud: “PACULAR WHISKER…”

I'd even told him to hype her up using the files I gave him. "Martin, cancel the deal. Pass it along—end it now. Fire Talia. Audit Cresthaven's books, see how much she's skimmed. And her husband and those kids—kick them out. They're not staying on my property." Martin didn't even blink. He turned to Talia, smiling, and shook her hand. "Ms. Sweeney, your private matters aren't my concern. We're looking forward to working together." I froze. Wasn't he my guy? Why was he backing her—like he didn't even know me?

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I shot him a small, polite smile. "Coming right up, Rick." I replied. Rick was an Other, but he was one of the good ones. And I gotta say, there were only a few of them, the good ones. But the thing was, the Others owned Black Creekside Town. They were more or less the landlords of this city. That didn't mean you couldn't find other breeds here though. There were shifters, witches, warlocks, vampires, panthers, werewolves and of course, humans.

His kiyu and Esha _ ____________ "We weren’t perfect. We were bruised, broken, and beautifully undone. But in the end, we found what all the love songs forget to tell you — That sometimes, the greatest love stories are the ones you fight the hardest for." _____________ ______The End _______ The Other Woman ***

As always no one cared about the wolfless omega! “Help!” “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was a mere whisper. Suddenly Cynthia appeared in front of me holding my three babies, two girls and a boy. “My baby, you killed my baby girl! She was innocent. Why did you do that?” I wept bitterly, stretching my hands towards her. Instead, an evil shriek filled the forest, “You worthless omega, say goodbye to your twins!!” Two loud blasts filled the air! I looked up to see blood gushing from Davis and Davina’s skull. Kian just stood by the side chuckling.

Claire shot Elle a sympathetic look, and Luca cleared his throat, launching into another college story to shift the focus. ******************** After dinner, the group lingered, helping clean up, their voices soft and careful. Claire hugged Elle saying Goodnight. Luca clapped Jack’s shoulder, his grin big but his eyes sad. “Rest up, man. We’ll keep bugging you.” When the house was quiet, and it was just Nate, Elle and Jack behind, Nate rolled up his sleeves to help Elle with the dishes.

"Appletini, please...oh, I'm so sorry..." The sexy captain America look alike smiled but move back to give me some space and I bite my lip and smile at him. I was going all out wanting to get it over with while I could still see Gene on the corner of the room pretending to talk to some hot redhead woman. I was feeling insecure seeing the man beside me, thinking he could surely beat me up to a pulp if he's a straight homophobic guy. "It's okay, don't think I've seen guys ordered that in a while." Curtis Cuthbert was looking more and more straight as he said the words with his deep manly voice.

“He didn’t happen to be telling you about another demon, did he? Somebody more powerful than he?” I thought. “He was telling me to ask about someone called the Tip-Toe Shadow. Do you know who he is?” His long ear flopped in irritation. “How am I supposed to know? You humans and your silly names. That isn’t important. What’s important is that he was obviously betraying one of the Others.” This had my attention. “The Others?” He growled. “The Others, the Builders, the Elders. Older than time, creators of all of us. You can’t betray the Others. It’s . . . ”