Theo Books Novels & Stories

I just wanted to say a big thanks to everyone who joined me on this journey. I really appreciate it. This book has finally come to an end but don't be sad, I'm bringing more of them. I'll be writing a sequel to it, Theo's story (Dario's brother). I've had a couple of things planned for this guy. As a spoiler alert it will not just be a plain romance story it will have a bit of mystery. Trust me you'll love it...in fact you'll love Theo's character.

The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

"Like, recently died. And then was resurrected just to die again." "That's probably because it's bound in actual skin," Theo said cheerfully from across the table, not looking up from his own decrepit manuscript. "See the texture? Definitely skin." I dropped the book with a yelp. "You could have led with that information!" "Where's the fun in that?" His grin was absolutely unrepentant. "I hate you," I muttered, using a pencil to nudge the book away like it might bite me. "No you don't." Theo's eyes sparkled with mischief. "You think I'm charming and roguishly handsome."

I look away and stay seated as still as possible. Theo shrugs his shoulders before saying, “It's your loss.” Then he returns to reading again. I glance at the thin book in his hands. It’s about concubinage hierarchy in Orttenburg. As he flips the book, I also get enamored and read with him. I jump when suddenly there is a knock on the door. “Enter!” Theo calls, not making any move to get away from my lap. I think I need him to move. His head is heavy.

He looked as stunned as her. "What are you doing here? " He asked as he entered.. "Uh.. I was looking at the books.. Trying to figure out which one to read.. " Owen nodded and said nothing.. He looked through the books and Silea stood there.. Owen was fetching books for Theo.. Theo won't come tonight.. She wanted fo frame. Theo but not that's not gonna happen.. But now that Owen is here, she could do something.. "Owen.. Can you help me pick a book? "

Peter sounded almost detached. “She is my mate. Nothing else has been on my mind.” I spat back upset at the insult. Veronica POV I sat in the chair with a massive old text on the desk. The book was 6 inches thick closed. I was about halfway through with no luck finding anything referencing fallen angels. Most of the books were written in German from the 1300s. I had a hard time deciphering; Theo was helping with ease. His experience with all the different languages was a talent I was overly jealous of.

This is the second book of the series. Theo's story. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as the first one! And the next book is after this one. Theo James Black always knew he was different compared to his Uncle Steven. Finally after a year of searching for his true family he finds them, but he's not so innocent as he lets on.He's hiding something from his family, something they will soon learn that turns everything around. Will Izzy be able to figure it out in time to save herself, Theo and his family or is it to late? This will beThe Return.

The room was massive; floor to ceiling shelves, a fireplace with flames dancing inside. Two leather chairs positioned near the windows. Thousands of books, Some looked ancient and others were new. I picked one at random and it was Pride and Prejudice. I curled up in one of the chairs and opened the book. I'd made it through three chapters when I felt that shift in the air that meant Theo was in the room. He stood in the doorway, his green eyes were fixed on me Just... watching. His sleek black hair was loose around his shoulders and he wore a white shirt, sleeves rolled up.

The testament of a love so unrelenting, so fierce, so intentional, a love that shouldn't have been from the very beginning but was meant to be in the very end. This is the love story of Thea and Angel. THE END Hello everyone! THANK YOU FOR READING HORNY DRIPS HOT CRAVINGS! I have some exciting news! I'll be working on a second version of this book, "To Crave The Forbidden." This decision comes after receiving requests from editors on various platforms and from local readers for a non-erotic version. After a year of consideration, I've decided to create a version that all readers can enjoy, focusing on the beautiful love story of Angel and Thea.

He says, with his eyes perched on the pages of his book. "Oh, you just focus on your damn book. You'll fuck yourself over with all that reading, because Donatella still wouldn't give you her time of day." Theo said, his eyes sparking with more mischief as he hit a spot Cassian never liked anyone touching. Cassian averted his eyes from his book and turned to Theo with a look so dark that it would rival the darkest of nights. "You wanna bet on that?" He asked, his lips pulled to the side in a vicious smirk.