Novel & Cerita What Lurks Beneath Book

However, using her father's name to excel was not how she wanted to start her professional life. That's why she found herself standing in front of Rothschild, the nightmare of every business student. The reason being Elijah Rothschild, the CEO rumored to be the Lucifer reincarnated. He had made many of Desiree's old classmates and seniors burst into tears during interviews, and she was likely going to be the next in line. Heaving a sigh, Desiree entered through the massive glass door and reached the receptionist. Taking off her sunglasses, she flashed her dazzling smile and rested her arm on the front desk in a charming manner.

The past never stays buried. Later that night, Enzo found Sienna curled up on the couch, scrolling through her tablet. She looked up when he entered. “How did it go?” He loosened his tie and sat beside her. “Good. Contracts signed. Expansion is officially underway.” A smile tugged at her lips. “That’s amazing, Enzo.” He nodded but didn’t immediately say anything else. Sienna tilted her head. “What’s wrong?” Enzo exhaled. “Louis and Armand—while they’re on board, they made it clear that people are still watching. Waiting for us to slip.”

She pulled out a check from her bag and held it out to me. I did not take it and just looked at her with a dumbfounded expression. Excuse me? "Just ten thousand? I thought a rich girl like you would offer a million to make me leave." Leah snapped, "You've been reading too many novels! You're insane!" She turned to leave but lost her balance and slipped. Blood began to pool under her, and at that moment, my mind went blank.

she murmured. The lead spirit gave a solemn nod. "And now you must remember before it is too late." The earth trembled. The sky cracked wider. Something deep beneath the ruins stirred. And the true enemy of the Moonborn… Began to wake. ---------------------------------------------- The ground beneath them trembled, sending a deep, resonant hum through the ruins. Dust and ice fell from the crumbling ceiling as an unseen force shifted in the depths below. Lillian’s pulse thundered. Something was waking. Something ancient.

Today's research had been beyond draining, adding to the fact that Maura is extremely bubbly, she basically wore me out with her endless talk. The hallway was quiet, save for the distant murmur of voices. My footsteps were soft, padded against the wooden floor. The last thing I wanted was to run into anyone and exchange unnecessary pleasantries. Then the air changed. A sharp scent—metallic, primal, feral—hit my nose, and my feet slowed. Just ahead, the door to the courtyard was cracked open. Every part of my being screamed to turn back, but for some reason, I felt a strong pull. I inched forward, drawn by something I couldn’t name, and peeked through the gap.

Sparks slowly surrounded him and it went swiftly, onto the sky. “WHAT THE?! Arius you jerk! Both of you hide now quick!” Niara shouted but we can’t respond. The next thing we knew, we were all panicking because of the lightning appearing, nonstop! Orlene and I quickly ran and hid inside the house. What the hell did he just do?! Does he want us dead?! Amansinaya stayed outside. I suppose that she could protect herself. What the heck just happened?! END OF CHAPTER 13

Let's go check this book out. LOGAN: (went to Anya's room, opened the wardrobe and brought out a book) ANYA: I still don't know how I didn't see that there all this while. (opened the book) This is like a magic book. LOGAN: It is a magic book. Here (opened the pages);I think you'll find this interesting. (stops at a page) This is exactly what we saw in the basement. We have a non-living legend in the basement.

"The coast is clear!" Francis finally said. "Time is of the essence, go!" They moved once more; Lukas saw clusters of furred bodies everywhere and realized that there must be a nest here. The possibility of the entire subdivision being a nest crossed his mind, but he immediately banished it because it scared him. He started to doubt their survivality rate in this operation. They came across a rotunda with a marble fountain in the middle. Lukas held a fist up when he felt being watched from the shadows beyond. Paranoia grew in his mind as he turned to the darkened corners around, but Nagar's aim remained fixated at the fountain in the center.

Unaware of the dark creatures plan against his mate, Riven kept the Book of Shadows in a locked room, making sure Layla never set her eyes on it. But the book called to Layla. Her blood was one with it now and at night, she would hear whispers calling to her, keeping her awake. She knew the book held secrets, secrets about the owner, secrets about the past and she knew the whispers she heard every night were trying to tell her something. Something about herself. ... It was a cold night and Layla lay in Riven's embrace, deeply asleep. There was no moon in the sky and it was pitch black. The mansion was silent and the oil lamps gave out a yellowish glow in the dark.

Pulses of humanity obstinate and loud against something feral and coiled beneath it all. I found myself waking up more often than not to watch Evelina sleep. Guarding tunnel entrances. Listening for footsteps that echoed wrong. Palming walls for magic that didn’t belong. Someone else was lurking. Not Interregnum High Command. Not even a tactical team. Something subtle. Silent even. Not everything had to announce itself with metal and bone. Some hunters were librarians. Archivists. Collectors. Witnesses. Either way, we still had a semester left. And a war to win.