Thor Book Novels & Stories

' he internally screamed. "You were lying, I saw what you did earlier. Tch. Anyway, that's the reason I use my left hand. The sensation will stay for a while, but it won't affect your movement that much. It's already night anyway. It'll disappear tomorrow." she responded, completely ignoring the reaction he did just now due to the gesture she just executed. "But how —" "Have you heard of familiars? This," she pointed at a strange-looking brooch on her chest. It is an emerald stone embraced by a golden dragonfly. ". . is one."

Vador finally confessed his love to Ava and now y'all know the real story I'll like to say that this book isn't just a vampire romance action book,it actually means something and I'm trying to pass a message.From the onset y'all judged Vador didn't you? He's the dark lord,he's dumb,he keeps fucking up. Well yea,now y'all know why,I want this book to go out to everyone,you have to understand not to judge and criticize people without getting to know them. So many people are going through a lot and won't even speak out about it and then we have some other people who would judge them without getting to know or understand their reasons,which would obviously make them feel bad,like so bad. I for o

”Tungl (moon), I didn’t know that you were awake. I swear smoke has to be pouring out of my ears the way that it does in those old cartoons. “Didn’t know I was awake!” I nearly scream. “Who could sleep when you are caterwauling enough to bring down the walls of Jericho?!” Thor stands, feathers falling from his shirt and jeans as he does and I see red. “Are those the new pillows that I commissioned from Athena? Did you really just destroy something my niece made me? Something I designed myself?” Each question I ask gets louder and higher pitched.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Someone to Watch Over Me (The Thorntons Book 5) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of

Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

“Well they are for my new home. That much I could tell you. Uncle Hephaestus is coming soon” “Really?? It’s been a while since I last saw him” “Yes, me too. You will meet him though when he comes over to the pack.” “Um is your uncle the same Hephaestus am thinking? The god of dwellings, furnishing and weapons?” Matthews cut in “He’s the one Matt. If he’s coming then I know Chaos is about to do something drastic” Kiara replied in an excited tone “Luna you promised not to do anything drastic” Matthews said

He had also started training beside me often than not lately, quiet and steady like a man determined to make up for a night his loyalty had been unfairly questioned. Jennifer appeared in the garage doorway before I could pick the drill up and something in her face stopped me cold before she said a single word. “Thor is back " she said. "He found something. About the elder.” I dropped the water bottle. I do not remember deciding to move, only that I was across the yard and inside the house before Jennifer had finished the sentence Frey and Gordon close behind me. Thor stood in the room road dust still on his jacket his expression carefully arranged into something that told me the news was not

Adora There were absolutely no words in this world to describe how I felt right now. My fingertips had a slight tremor, and I felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen. I covered my mouth with a hand and burst into shaky laughter while sagging against the wall. Thor was alive. He wasn't dead. I kept repeating this like a mantra until I felt warmth all over my body. His eye contact was prolonged, and his smile reached his eyes. Thor wasn't a good person; far from it, he was a rogue and a dangerous one at that, but I didn't want him dead. He was my mate, whether or not I acknowledged it; the bond between us was strong.

The brother who had shared my secrets, protected me, and faced the world alongside me was now a memory I had to confront. As Gia explained the concept of the in-between, my tears continued to fall. Thor was dead, and this place was where his spirit resided, caught between life and whatever came after. I turned to him, my voice choked with sorrow, “Thor, how did you... How did you die?” His gaze met mine, his expression a mixture of sadness and understanding. “I died, Meg, from the illness that plagued our pack. Aaron... he took the ice stone, the one that could have saved us all. His greed and thirst for power led to the downfall of our pack.”

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Dream a Little Dream of Me (The Thorntons Book 4) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use o