Wayhaven Chronicles Book 4 Novels & Stories

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.

Lucien replied sassily “Ah… those were the good days…” Papa Chaos said INTERMISSION Tricia’s P.O.V After striking a deal with the cloaked figure I walked back to the pack house of the pack I was taking shelter; the Red moon pack. I took time to reflect yet again on what I was doing and if anything it only made me want to do it more. Jay bear was mine first before that bitch poisoned his mind. He wanted me and loved me but that bitch of a mate just had to push through with their mating ceremony even though she knew he didn’t want her.

"What are you talking about?" Sarah’s fingers hovered over her keyboard. A strange feeling settled in her gut. "What news?" she asked warily. Instead of answering, Olivia reached over and tapped the screen. "See for yourself." Sarah’s heart pounded as she opened her browser. And then she froze. There, plastered across the screen, was a headline that made her stomach lurch. BREAKING NEWS: JAMES TURNER AND CHLOE HARRISON – A SECRET ROMANCE EXPOSED Beneath it were photos. Pictures of James and Chloe, her best friend, wrapped in each other’s arms. Laughing. Kissing. Whispering in each other’s ears like they were the only two people in the world.

## Chapter 18 ### Vaelora Vaelora's POV I didn’t look back at Zane. I didn’t care if he followed me or if he vanished back into the shadows like the ghost he was. Blinded by anger, I bolted out the hanging, splintered front door and lunged down the wooden staircase, my boots slamming against the steps in a frantic, desperate rhythm. There was one person left in this building. One person who claimed to see things nobody else could.

Ashen watched me with the stillness of a storm holding its breath. “The Tear Drop is preparing the fourth seal,” Kyren said quietly. But it wasn’t just the Tear Drop. It was me. A glow crawled across my forearm with lines and symbols burning under my skin. Not pain… pressure. Purpose. Silas’s tail bristled. “Oh, hell, here we go.” The chamber pulsed. My heart pulsed back. And the fourth seal opened. -------------------------------------------------- The Chamber of the Tear Drop

The mark on my wrist went warm and the bond went taut and somewhere beneath my sternum Lyra stirred with the vast patience of something that had just heard the start of the ending it had been planning for five thousand years. END OF CHAPTER 24

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VESPER GREY LYSAN POV Tonight was the night. I glanced down at the parcel on my bed, then with trembling hands, I gripped the edge of the wrap and peeled it open. It was a gun. Zevran had sneaked me a gun. At this moment I was sure he was working on destroying the security system. He'd given me a watch and told me when to move. I picked up the gun, the weight of it assuring me of how much damage it could do.

PROLOGUE – EXTENDED Title: What the Fire Forgot Book Two: Throne of Fire & Favors: Loyalty Is a Loaded Gun Time: 4 Months After Naomi Raines' Death Location: Valeburn City, Southside Block, Navarro-District Border Weather: Overcast with the smell of distant smoke and oil; a light wind rustles charred flyers across blood-washed pavement Soundscape: Buzzing streetlamps, the soft clink of bottles, low whimpers from alley shadows, and sirens like lullabies for broken cities

Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….” Elias interrupted Jessica’s words as he stepped closer to the she-wolf, closing the gap between them. He lowered his voice to a whisper, so only he and Jessica could hear it. “The prophecy doesn’t bind you to one alpha; you have four Jessica. Jack, myself and two more who are yet to appear to you. Together we are to rebuild the shattered ones.” “And if I refuse?” Jessica asked, standing her ground confidently, “What if I don’t want to repair your silly, shattered pack? I am done with pack life now. I’m going back to the City after this. Back to my normal job and my normal home.”