Viper: Book Novels & Stories

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With a soft sigh, Aldric breaks away from me and excuses himself with a, “I’ll be right back.” I take the time to go through the closet in search of a leggings or jeans, anything that’s not a dress. “I told you to make a list,” Aldric says behind me. “I haven’t had time, yet, have I?” I turn away from the wardrobe to look at him. “Why can’t I hear you coming?” “I’m stealthy.” He holds up a big book. “Our bible.” “Vampires have a bible?” “Yes. We call it The Book. This one is translated into English and is somewhat incomplete, but it gets to the gist of things.” He sits on the couch and pats the seat next to him.

FIND OUT IN THE BOOK 2" THE END?... TO BE CONTINUED! ___&&____ Insights from Book 2 Title: Tinted to the Sniper's Dons Daisy Vipers, the offspring of Lilith and Thierry Vipers, is a 22-year-old businesswoman in the city and a secret assassin known and feared in mob society. She has everything a good life could offer, but she lacks true love.

PROLOGUE The chaos was just starting to worsen. The SODAIR kingdom, led by the Human King, King Gaber was getting endless challenges from the Viper King, King Morton from BESHADONNA kingdom. These two kings have been fighting a battle that their forefathers fought. Trying to survive, no one dared to negotiate since it only meant surrender. The viper kingdom is known to take humans captive to their territory. They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery.

“Don’t you understand? That book... is a gold mine of knowledge!” “Er...” “That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!” I dropped the book in shock. ________________

Libro Vitae whispered its voice harmonious. "Libro Vitae, please show me where Alastair is hiding," I asked. The book hummed in response. Libro Vitae became warm in my hands. The cover opened, pages flipped continuously until they suddenly stopped. The words on the page jumped off the paper, floating into the air, wrapping themselves around me. In a blink of an eye, I was pulled into the book. Light flooded my vision. Every sound echoed around me. Voices raced past me, speaking in riddles. Some shouting, screaming, others a dull whisper. Libro Vitae's voice became louder as I watched the trees form around me.

My heart skipped. I moved closer, scanning the titles until one name leapt out at me like a struck nerve. Dead Viles… The moment I read it, my stomach twisted to nausea. I pulled the text free and opened it, my fingers trembling despite myself. Unlike Lunareeth, this book was filled with dense writing, diagrams etched in faded ink, and warning seals pressed into the margins. Dead Viles. A deadly, ancient poison. I started reading about it, and the more I read, the more my heart shuddered with a cold chill…

He added dropping a bulky Book on the bed. Vicoliz removed his pillow and took the book looking at it with confusion. "What am I meant to do with it?" "Master it, that is the only way the spear of doom will return to you. That is a Spell book. You just have two days" Seun elucidated. "Where did you get this from?" "Daft Punk, we have two witches in the house" Seun replied and closed the door shut, leaving the room. Vicoliz breathed out heavily as she rubbed his fingers round the front cover.

He stepped forward toward me and my legs trembled to even move backward. “You’re fantasizing about me.” That is not a statement. “Tell me how you do it. Do you moan my name when you ride this vibrator? Do you close your eyes and picture me on top of you, pounding you hard and rough as I kissed you endlessly. I would ravish your lips…” My back touched the wall and I knew I was fucked up. Adrian cornered me on two sides, moved even further toward me. I could feel his breath on my lips, my eyes falling half-lidded as I bit the lower of my lip.

Sifting through the pages revealed that it was a journal filled with excerpts and prose, possibly love letters of intimacy exchanged between two people. "Without which, not." Nancy spoke. Across from me sat her and Nicolas, Alex standing at a chalkboard as he drew out different plans for the remodel. Retreating my gaze from the book and meeting Cordelia's, I raised an eyebrow at her statement. "She's talking about the book you're reading," Nicolas picked up on her comment, filling in the gaps. "Sine Qua Non is Latin for without which, not.” "It's another way of saying without something, something else is impossible," Alex explained, his back still facing us.