Umbrella Chronicles Novels & Stories

There was an address on it and my inquisitive senses wouldn't let me look the other way. I wrote down the address and got ready to get answers. ******** “Is this it?” I asked the cab driver who dropped me by the driveway of an old building. “20th Derum Avenue? This is it,” He answered as he handed me my change. “Are you a tourist or something?” “No,” “Then you should know the building is off limits unless you want some bits of crazy. And it's pretty late for a young girl to be walking around at a time like this,” He said softly, almost as if he didn't want someone else to hear him.

Something new is waking. And somewhere, a man with Micah's smile cracks his knuckles, scars shimmering silver under moonlight, ready to lead them.

“You have a distant cousin in another pack? Huh! When did she come into our pack and do we have any record of her coming in?” “She came in about a week ago,” James replied with a smirk. Grayson turned to the council. "Does anyone here find this explanation convincing? Or are we to believe that James conveniently had a visiting cousin at such a critical time?" Elder Demas cleared his throat. “I saw a young woman arrive at his home some days ago. She introduced herself as Mirella and mentioned being from Crimson Pack." "And I saw her leaving with James early this morning," Elder Gaius added.

I say to Maddox, the words feeling inadequate but necessary. His smirk returns, though it’s softer than usual. “Always am, short stuff.” Sylvara leads me through the archway, and the world shifts. The air grows warmer, saturated with scents of moss and blooming flowers. The sanctuary’s interior is even more surreal—halls of polished stone interwoven with living vines, their leaves glowing faintly. Small orbs of light float like fireflies, illuminating tapestries that depict scenes I don’t fully understand: celestial beings forging mountains, wolves howling at twin moons, oceans parting to reveal glowing cities beneath.

he shakes his head, grabbing a few documents from the side and reading through them, paying no attention to me anymore. I stay quiet and the trip takes 20 minutes when we appear in the docks, one I’ve never seen before, and I can guess why I’ve never been here before, my sandals hit the gravel pathway as Leonardo walks ahead of me and I follow behind patiently, the docks are lined with the largest and expensive yachts I’ve ever seen in my life, I walk forward catching up with Leonardo, what are we doing here? I thought we were going to sign the documents. “And you assumed it would be in some office? He stops brows raised

Giovanni reaffirmed. Cielo pulled the cover of the hoodie over her face as she unlocked the hidden door and stepped inside the institution. It was late at night and she was dressed in a big hoodie that covered her hair, a compact jeans trouser, and a black sneakers. She opened the door slowly and stepped in. The entire area was empty and dark, but bright enough for her to see her way through without the help of another lightning system.

and with that, Cassandra walked out of the office. Lara moved around, touching the shelf. It was dusty. The books looked old and some were even torn. When was the last time someone went through the records? She frowned. How did they function without knowing what they were doing? She picked up a book and opened it. It had records of every sword produced in that year and their prices. She tried recalling the current price for one. With books like this, she would be able to hone her calculation skills. She smiled and sat down on the dirty chair, unbothered. She brought out some other books and placed them on the table.

He noticed the Rolls-Royce umbrella in her hand, frowned, and asked, "Who gave you this umbrella?" "A colleague." "Your colleague drives a Rolls-Royce?" Penny was a little surprised that Zane could tell that the other party drove a Rolls-Royce just from an umbrella. That was until she looked down and saw the logo on the handle of the umbrella. Penny suddenly felt a headache coming when she thought of how she had ruined the umbrella. However, a Rolls-Royce umbrella was not that surprising considering that Caleb also bought a Hermes dog leash in the past. Her heart ached when she thought of the compensation fee.

There were also shy female werewolves who couldn't express their feelings directly, so they would give an umbrella to imply their intentions. Could it be...? No wonder she was so eager to ask me out for a meal. It made sense, considering that I am indeed outstanding. Seeing me staring at the umbrella without saying anything, Lorena became a bit nervous. "Let me tell you, you must not underestimate this umbrella. It has a double-layer fabric, the first layer is waterproof, and the second layer is even more waterproof. And the umbrella frame is also very strong and durable..." My lips curled up slightly, surprised to see her having a nervous day. It was quite adorable in a way.

BOOK 1: THE SHEPHERD'S SIN SYNOPSIS: "Some sins are too delicious to confess. Enter at your own risk. Once you cross the line, there is no going back.” Step into a world where the lines between pleasure and pain are blurred, and the word 'forbidden' is merely an invitation. The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire.