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It was a rhythmic, scratching sound—the sound of a pen on parchment. "Doctor," a voice whispered through the speakers. It was Silas. "I hope you’re ready for the ending. It’s going to be... bloody." The car died. The lights went out. We were trapped in the dark, and I could feel the Shadow in the backseat, laughing.and we ran to library

Haley wanted to ask what Henry was about to say, but upon hearing his last sentence, she forgot about everything else and hurried into the bathroom. Shane was lying in the porcelain bathtub, his eyes tightly closed. His face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color. He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of briefs, his sexy and well-defined chest exposed to the air. The warm yellow light softened his intimidating aura, making him appear less unapproachable. Haley's eyes reddened with pity as she approached the bathtub and slowly crouched down. Sensing someone approaching, Shane cautiously opened his eyes. Those deep, dark eyes flickered with sharpness, like a newly unsheathed blade, capab

“After the accident I drank more, usually at night, so I could sleep. I didn’t write at all, not anything that mattered, anyway, because I was never sober. And that thing in the shadows was always waiting for me in my nightmares, or every time I closed my eyes. That and those damned whispers. You know after a while, I wrote those words down and Googled them. Want to know what they mean?” I shake my head because suddenly, I want this to be done. Gavin’s a great guy but I just want this to be done. My gut’s been squirming the whole time and even though I know these stories can’t be true, I can’t deny a feeling of instinctual dread about the other stories in this book, and what they’ll say. Bec

The revelation left him to no peace and Ryley could not control his fear but run back to his pack. ' Oh Moon Goddess! Keep my people safe until I reach back to them. I still can't trust my conscience! How is that possible? Gosh, it is for real... It is for fucking real. Damn, I am scared.' He thought running faster and faster, through the trees into the woods that was the shortest route leading to the airport. Shine forced his legs to push harder, anticipating the relief of reaching his land. He encountered a hole in the path and came to an abrupt halt falling on the pebbled ground on his back after hitting his snout on a pointed stone. His howling scream busted through his lungs, for that w

It came free with a pop that had Sylvain's eyes flashing from his usual honey to his wolf's obsidian. Sparks danced where our flesh connected and his minty breath became my own as he said in a low rumble, "One: Don't do that," he paused, eyebrows scrunching as he openly glared at my lips, "Two: she wants to speak to you. The shadows showed you the book." "Does she know what's in the book?" I asked in a whisper.

The real one this time. The sight of the Creator made Araheen’s entire body shake with awe and fear. Then the Shining Keeper’s eyes opened. The light pouring from them was so bright Araheen recoiled and had to squeeze her own eyes shut. When she looked again, the glare had dimmed enough for her to bear it. Plain gold eyes fixed on them. The Shining Keeper did not move her mouth when she spoke. But her voice filled the chamber all the same. “So,” she said, “you two have come to end my life, haven’t you?”

The blind man heaved a sigh but he didn’t say anything again, he didn’t want to annoy her again. “I will feed you while reading a book, okay?” “Sure, what book are we reading today?” “Uhhmmm” Audrey giggled, “let me check my shelf” She checked for a while and finally grabbed a book from the shelf and made her way back to the bed. “Guess the book I have” Nathan shrugged with a smile, “I can’t guess babe, I am a blind man remember?” “Ugly love by Colleen Hoover, it is a very good book and I have read it a thousand times”

The air turned reedy, thin. Through the great turning, he caught glimpses of that night in Lismore. There were feathers flying there, too. Gulls feeding on a dropped pie, ratty eyes twitching. A cab slamming up over the curb. The lanky man falling to the ground. Smashing glass. A man blocking out the moon as he stabbed, and stabbed, and stabbed. Terrible lightning spears of pain. Where do you hurt? Danny shoved his earbuds back in and fumbled with his phone, turning the volume up as loud as it would go, humming along. He didn’t know the words. No matter. All he needed was the beat and for his surroundings to trip into musical alignment.

[The Saint of Shadows] The rain in Lisbon didn't fall; it bled across the taxi’s windshield, blurring the neon lights of the city into a smear of cold, uncaring colors. Jinyan sat in the darkness of the back seat, the phone still gripped in a white-knuckled fist. The audio file had ended, but Panni’s voice—that new, icy, unrecognizable version of her—echoed in the silence, louder than the city traffic.

It was like one of those grumpy&sunshine books she read. By the time, Ashley reached the altar Aanya's gaze had already moved on to Evan and very surprisingly Mason. Aanya's gaze was locked with Evan's pulling her into a trance. For an anti-social person, he was doing pretty well. They kept looking for another minute or two and broke their trance and by the time the priest had already started with the vows.