The Words In Your Snare Novel Novels & Stories

word broke like a bone. "Mercy!" Selena's laugh curled in her chest. "Did you hear that?" she whispered. Kieran's hand settled on her spine, warm through the layers of pitch-stiff cloth. "They think we're kings again," he murmured. Her grin was feral. "They want the orchard's crown. Cassius rose first. He didn't speak , just slammed his spear butt into the pitch line that snaked through the drift. The hush shuddered. Oil hissed along the brine path. Flames leapt up in a crackle that sounded like teeth snapping shut. The boy screamed when the first pitch fire caught his banner. He stumbled back into the brake, cloak flaring like a moth wing before the hush swallowed him whole. Wolves slippe

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch w

“We tag his toys, map them, and let him grow bored.” Thorn shook his head once. He’d seen something. He pointed past the blind, a curl of wire half-hidden in duff. Not ours. A snare big enough for a wolf’s leg. Another glint farther out—more wire. A line of traps drawing a curve like handwriting that didn’t know how to end a sentence.

“Everything will be ok… trust me… everything will be fine… ugh!” I stretched out my broken hand towards the book, peering at the light as it burned my eyes. The tears scorched away as fumes. ‘So… you made your choice, huh?’ The voice settled into my soul. “I choose… revenge…” I mumbled, and the words from the rest of the pages of the nexus book floated like glowing strings before my eyes. Their glow pierced through the blinding white light of the Bond that almost took away my sight. The reverberating whispers from the book drowned away Carys’ harrowing screams.

Maybe only those whose mates are present can participate in opening their minds. The silence of the hall had become thicker now, and so was the strange coldness. But I felt nothing else. I heard nothing as well from the others, and couldn't see anything with my eyes closed, but I listened anyway. Then I heard it. A snap! Loud enough to force my eyes open but I was quick to stop them. The snap was accompanied by a sudden looseness, but in my confused mind, and panic state, I could not tell where I felt loose.

his green eyes darken to a musky forest green, golden flecks spreading dimly around his pupils. Needle like sensations prick my throat, making it harder for me to speak. "This isn't my fault," my voice cracks as tears blur my vision. "Whether or not it is, you have my wolf," he wraps the necklace around my neck, "This should hurt a little." Once the necklace is wrapped around my neck, the tiny emerald jar glows.

I chanted the low words that formed a prayer between my lips in a low rasp. “Hey!” Vivian’s voice groaned as she shoved my shoulder. My vision cleared—only for a moment—before I grabbed Vivian’s neck. I locked my grip hard. A low snarl escaped from my lips. Slowly, the world around me started to take form again, pulling away from the darkness. The icy feeling still burned at the back of my throat. I pushed it down, forcing the words out in a thunderous tone. “You all want my life so badly—you’ll frame me to get it.”

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Sienna The suffocating silence of the bar seemed to press down on my chest like a physical weight, making it incredibly hard to draw a full breath. I slowly pulled my hand back out of the hidden compartment beneath the dark marble counter, my knuckles scraping lightly against the wood of the interior frame. Wrapped securely in my trembling fingers wasn't a stash of unmarked cash, a black ledger, or a modern weapon. It was just a book. A thick, heavy, dust-jacketed volume that had been tucked away into the hollowed-out space of the bar.

Once again, an idle step became my downfall. As soon as my paw lifted, the snare I had stepped into tightened around my wrist, and I stumbled, not expecting to have become so suddenly snagged. Glancing down at the wire around my leg, I growled and pulled but couldn’t get myself free. I leaned back on my haunches and tried to gnaw through it, but it was too thick, and even my horn wouldn’t be of any help. Fuck. Again! This was not the place for me to be distracted, yet here I was, not watching where I was walking. And this time, I couldn’t tumble my way out of danger’s path.