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Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Alora – "Kamar, thank you for your help with this. You know the vampire King is going to go to heaven and earth to find his heir. I think the witches did well to hide them. We will see; however, a war will probably arise out of this, and I think we should fight with the werewolves against King William." Prince Kamar nodded in agreement. "They will have the Elven Warriors fighting besides the Werewolves for freedom from the merciless attacks of the Vampire King." Prince Kamar said to Alora with conviction.

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‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.

Once the battle is met and the slaughter ends, Tancorix will be used as a vessel for the king and the desires of Drust. *** Porcius shook his head, free of the vision, his heart ready to explode at the fate of Tancorix, divined by her own priests. Weaver, the wizardess from the north, who seemed in conflict with Drust . . . but was she at all? Had they created this grand ruse on them? They needed the beasts and a confederation of Picts . . . to destroy the Romans? Blood. Drust needed blood. And a lot of it. Why?

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.

I hated how steadying it felt. I stepped back before I could think too hard about that. "Just — explain. You said you'd seen this before. What did you mean?" "There's a novel," he said. "About a wolf warrior who enrolls at an academy and starts shifting into a black wolf instead of the rare white wolf she was born with. No one can explain it. Not at first." My pulse spiked. "Who wrote it?" "Sophie Miller, I think." The name hit me like a blow to the chest. The world tilted, sound rushing out of my ears until all I could hear was my own heartbeat, deafening.

He kept his hand close to the Veilblade, though he dared not draw it unless necessary. The journey was quiet at first, each of them lost in their own thoughts. Even Myrra, who usually filled the silence with sharp observations, remained unreadable. It was Rael who finally broke the stillness. “So,” he said, keeping his voice low. “What exactly do we know about Dawnfire? Other than the whole ‘history was rewritten in blood’ thing.” Myrra glanced at him. “That is what we know. The war that ended there was so catastrophic that even records of it were erased.”