Vent Book Novels & Stories

I finally got my Happily Ever After. End of Book Three- Bonus Book to follow on. The bonus book are POV chapters from Arrick and Natash and add another perspective to previous chapters.

For The Last Christmas A The Vampire’s Bride Christmas Bonus Zaira sat crouched in front of the high walls that surrounded the old manor. According to some very reliable sources, this particular vampire had chosen the most obvious of clichés and decided to reside in an old castle that scared the crap out of even the most badass hunters.

I sighed in relief after Karen informed me that my two lovey-dovey Betas were fine. Minutes passed when my Betas entered my room. My face enlightened when I saw the book that Almera was holding. “Are you sure that this is the book? There was nothing written inside of it.” “What are you talking about, Almera?” Almera gave me the book, and it's the same logo that Richelle was holding whenever I saw her. I opened the book, and my forehead creased when nothing was written on it. But how is that possible? Why did Richelle have a chance to read this piece of shit when the truth is there's nothing, even a word, inside of it.

Silence lingered between them. The rest of the flight was quiet as Kevin sat in another seat at the back busy signing documents and discussing business matters while Emma read a book and intermittently looked out the window watching the scenery below and sometimes stealing a glance back at him and caught him looking at her. After an hour, Kevin walked to her, checking on her as she drifted off to sleep. The leather-bound book she was reading lay open on her lap, the words written on its open page clearly visible; “If I know what love is, it is because of you!" Kevin smiled and then put the book aside. There was no lie in it.

With a heart drumming with joy, I reached out to the file and opened it. I retrieved a white paper inside and stared at it , my gaze scanning on it, grasping the content. The smile on my face faltered, replaced with a deep frown. “Divorce agreement?" I looked up, my brow knotted as confusion flashed in my eyes. Maverick nodded gently and said. “Just like you see. Sign it. I'm quitting the marriage." He simply said, his words hanging in the air. It was as if everything around me froze.

"Well yesterday he came to ask me about your book. And it was weird because it was the 3rd one in the series. He didn't even know it was yours or your name. He just wanted a background check on it so I told him it was yours. He then Alpha commanded me to tell him everything about you. He said it was a clue. What's going on there?" "He wants to go on a date with me and I said only if he could tell me what my name was. He couldn't, so I gave him the book as a ‘clue’. I didn't realise he would come to you about it." I say with a mouthful of ice cream. "Giving him a book that was written by Day Dreamer is a nasty hint." "I didn't really want him to figure it out. He gave me these sad puppy dog e

He smoothly drew her focus back to the gift I had given her the large beautifully wrapped book. Beth's eyes lit up, the earlier sadness completely forgotten. "Oh my goodness!" she squealed, her small hands reverently caressing the cover. "A first edition of 'Voyage to the Stars'! You know how much I love sci-fi, Sage! I've been trying to get this particular book for so long! This is why I feel more excited than ever!" Her enthusiasm was infectious and I found myself smiling genuinely, relieved to have brought such joy to the little girl.

Instead, they bled harder and thicker, flooding the floor until it reached their ankles. A loud crash echoed behind them. Another book had fallen, heavy as a coffin. This one spilled fire instead of blood. Golden flames flowed from its pages, spreading across the shelves and casting an eerie glow throughout the aisle. Camela turned around, as her heart raced. “What…what is that one?” she asked. Vincent’s face went pale, and his fire flickered. “It’s mine,” he replied. The book opened with a sharp crack, and its pages bled with his essence: his fire, his chains, and the smile he wore when he pulled her into the hall…with the threads he had wrapped around her wrists.

She continued to look down at the book, refusing to make eye contact. “How do you suppose your journal got there?” he asked. She looked him in the eye, doing her best to keep a straight face. “I was walking home last night, and I lost it somewhere. Maybe they found it.” He studied her. Finally, he said, “Maybe.” They stood there, in silence. “The weirdest thing of all,” he continued, “is that, before I went completely unconscious, I could have sworn I saw you there, standing over me, yelling at those guys to leave me alone….Isn’t that crazy?”

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.