Viper: Book Novels & Stories

But he wasn’t. After moments of thick silence, Caitlin couldn’t take it anymore. She had to know. “Is it real?” she asked, cutting right to the chase. After a long silence, Aiden finally turned. And slowly, he nodded. Caitlin couldn’t comprehend what was happening. He was confirming her reality. This book. It was real. Everything was real. “But how is that possible?” Caitlin asked, her voice rising. “It talks about the most fantastical things. Vampires. Mythical swords. Shields. Antidotes. It’s thousands of years old—and it’s all in my handwriting. None of it makes any sense.”

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Glossary: Immo = yes - Nullus = no - Jaga = yello fruit size of an apple has a hard peel is sweet - Apyrinum = pomegranate juice - Quiescam = slumber peaceful - Pagde - a bear/mix between panda and artic bear - Proprius laminae = wrist knives - cupam = whiskey/other liquor - Heghlan = an orange planet that resembles earth *~~~* Kenzie propped herself up on the bed with the book Viper had brought her. She thought it was a sweet gesture and told him as much. Flipping to the first page she began to read. It was an action book. One that instantly had her wide awake as she turned page after page. She had been so into the book that she had not notice Viper walk in until she heard soft purring. She

“I know this brand. My mother uses it.” “Your mother?” Admiral Nugen furrowed his brows, not seeing how that was important, but the vampire nodded. “Yes, they are known for their printing.” “That’s great. But why are you telling me this?” Admiral Nugen wondered if the vampire might be stalling. “Why don’t you go and tell the rest of the men-” “This is one of the accounting books.” The vampire reached for the book to open the cover. “See?” He turned to show the straight lines printed on the paper.

In it where greenish slimy substances, “This is what the water truly looks like” Edgar smiled at her proudly. “Woah!” Dylan smiled at her, “That was awesome Cleopatra” Edgar walked towards a small stack of books, looked through them and slipped one out. It was a large book with red leather cover. It was dusty indicating it had not been opened in a long time, “We have been looking in the wrong books Cleopatra”, the book landed with a thud sending dusts in the air, “This is a book on poison”

54 Isabella I received the report in the middle of the night,it was in the form of a zipped folder and a six-line email from a woman named Sandra Vega,a former NYPD who is now a private investigator with a specialty in corporate scandals and rich people who lie. I stared at the email for a full minute before clicking it open. “Initial findings attached. Sensitive material. Password: VICTORIAN. More soon.” I opened the file. Entered the password. And held my breath.

She kneeled beside a locked iron chest, whispered a spell under her breath, and opened it. The air dropped ten degrees. Inside lay a thick, ancient book wrapped in dark leather that looked almost… alive. The Book of the Damned. Its surface pulsed faintly. Rhea swallowed. “That thing creeps me out.” “It should,” Violet said simply. She carried it with both hands and placed it on the oak table. As she flipped open the pages, black ink shimmered like oil. Kael stepped closer. Fenrak crossed his arms, expression changing from playful to serious.

someone was using her as the sacrificial bond. And Aegon was unknowingly delivering the blows. Vimon’s hands shook as she reached for the moonwater vial. “We’re not just racing against time,” she whispered. “We’re racing against a ritual already in motion.” A creak at the door startled her. Nico entered, eyes sharp, face pale. “I think I found the connection.” He placed an old book on the table, dust trailing from its spine. The title was etched in a language long forgotten by most of the pack. Lunaris Venandi. Moon Hunters.

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

That was his hand. The bile came up fast. I swallowed it back down hard and looked away and tried to think about something else and couldn't. Varek had moved to the desk. He dropped a thick leather book onto the granite and the sound of it made me flinch. He didn't look at me. Just stood there flipping it open like I wasn't bleeding on his floor. Like the thing on the marble behind me wasn't there. "Your father was a thief," he said. Flat. Like he was reading a shopping list.