Virche Evermore Novels & Stories

why are you awake by this time" "Couldn't sleep and I'm guessing it weren't just me huh" "Want a drink" she says with a sigh "Ain't it too late for you guys to be drinking " Arthur says as he come in while yawning. "You're invited besides alcohol doesn't have an effect on werewolves" Mom says with a chuckle as she grabs the glass and a bottle of whiskey. "So, how did you find Arabelle" Arthur says breaking the silent tension.

He nodded again, this time looking impressed by my question, then spoke again, "The ring of Lythian and the journal of Lythian are named alike because they are both connected to the ancient civilization of Lythian and hold significant power that can shape the fate of the realm we're in. The connection between the ring and the journal lies in their origins and purpose. Both artifacts were created by the ancient civilization of Lythian. The people of Lythian were known for their wisdom and understanding of the supernatural forces that governed their world. As I've explained earlier, the journal of Lythian was a powerful repository of knowledge that contained ancient secrets, spells, and inform

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…

Fortunately, I was still young and not even 30 yet, so I could start over again. I spent the entire day discussing studio business with my teammates. Thankfully, they were all still supportive of me. That night, back at my rental apartment, I was about to take a shower when Serena called. The moment I picked up, she shouted, "Meredith, Meredith! You have to watch the video I sent you!" Suspicious, I opened the clip. It was filmed at an indoor pool. "Another weird viral video?" I muttered, exhausted from the long day. Serena's voice was urgent. "No, it's not! Keep watching!"

You will see his view point later in the chapters as well. Betty is Eirnys mother. She gave birth to her while being a vampire. Keeping the secret from her. Her father isn’t in the picture, no one should know what has happened to him, but he was also a vampire while they conceived Eirny. Two vampires can’t get pregnant but they did. Eirny was born a human with vampire gifts, and once her true love, the one she’s destined to be together with, turns her. She will become a very powerful vampire. Her gifts will heighten. Her mother almost died on the table giving birth to her and Eirny as well, but someone so close to her saves them both. Ronald. You will not see her POV.

The city rose from the earth like a secret given shape. Not built so much as revealed—as if it had always been there, sleeping beneath the soil, waiting for permission to wake. Selene felt it before she saw it — a low, thrumming pulse beneath her feet, vibrating through bone and blood alike. It was older than stone, older than the forest that ringed it, a rhythm that didn’t belong to the living world so much as coexist with it. Lucien called it Virellis, though no map named it. A city that appeared only when invited. Only when the blood courts gathered and the Night itself leaned closer to listen.

It's terrifying to me, I was finally letting go of a town that brought my mother so much joy and happiness. The town my parents made into a home. It would be hard to leave my forest. Eric's forest. Our forest. And most of all the evergreens that protect my forever resting mother. Stepping into Eric's home I could hear Elise crying from the living room. "Where's Nova?" I asked, confused as to why she was crying with no sign of Nova anywhere. "I couldn't help it, I told her" Elise sobbed. "Her mother is a murder" she cries out.

“Hearsay—” “I have copies.” Maeve reached into her cloak and unrolled a scroll of charmed vellum. “Pulled directly from the Everley House archive with permission. Timestamped. Recorded.” The murmur rose again. Even the Elders leaned closer. “I matched the contents to receipts filed by a courier service operating between our territory and Bloodpine,” she continued, laying each document in a neat line across the presentation stone. “The delivery included two blackroot seeds, powdered vervain, a diluted vial of manticore venom, and crushed blood opal.”

Eight o'clock came, but Flint still hadn't appeared. I couldn't wait any longer. I ran straight to the base. But as soon as I stepped outside the compound, I saw fireworks blooming by the roadside. In the bitter cold of winter, their crackle and bang split the dark street. I was about to walk past when I heard Lucy's voice. "Flint, careful! Don't let the sparks hit Jesse!" She stood under a tree, her tone light and coy. Flint chuckled, struck a match, and lit Jesse's firework.

Before deciding to go join Eve Matthews and the Chef in the kitchen, She remembered she hadn't replaced the vase that Sophie broke so she dashed to the store and took out the exact vase, then She made her way to Brain's room. Vanessa thought there was no need to knock since the owner of the room hadn't arrived so she badged into the suite as if it were hers and gently shut the door behind her. She came face to face with a very shocking view which made the vase she was holding drop to the floor and shatter into pieces. On the other side of the room was a naked man on his feet. Not just any naked man, a sexy greek god. He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you d