Wonder Series Books Novels & Stories

Scratching the back of my neck, my cheeks reddened as I looked away from Al's naked torso, "W.I.K.D is closing in on us, they set camps at night, move fast during the day," I swallowed hard, "And how do you know this?" Amber inquired, she didn't even try to hide her bitter tone, I thought long and hard, realizing I didn't get her name and she did mention not to tell my friends about us ever meeting, I wish to honor that request, she did save my life, twice, "I— I was out catching my breath when I pick up a scent.... blood, so I— followed it... They have humans as some kind of prisoners, doing bloodletting to lure us in. And—" I paused,

Killed them. I breathed hard, not someone, something. He wasn't human. “We're at the half way point.” Wheelers voice sounded, letting us know that we had another four hours before we would reach our target. Four hours of possible dangers. It was actually exhausting being so alert all the time. I let my eyes close for a second and took a deep breath. Even the smells here were sickening. Fire and decay.

She told herself the faint tingle was her imagination, just as the hot dreams she’d been having the past few nights had been nothing more than memories of her girlish rescue fantasies with the temperature turned up by her adult experiences. She traced the raised lettering. A version of Red Riding Hood with the wolf as both sinner and seducer and the woodsman as the hero who saves the girl and takes her away from her old life to a new, better one. Seeing the book, touching it made her mother feel closer than she had in years. Even if it turned out to be just a copy, it was worth whatever she had paid.

“An easy to digest food… a porridge then” Cooking the porridge, I was not quite confident with what I did. But following the direction of the cookbook we had, I somehow made it through. But when I was about to pull the plug of the water kettle, sparks suddenly appeared. Luckily, I pulled it right before any fire started. But for some reason, that fire starting can’t be erased from my sight. As if… something was triggered inside my head. Suddenly, something feels weird. I started to feel like I was hallucinating. I am seeing different things I have never seen before. A large house engulfed by the fire… and I was there, shouting but no one would let me pass through.

Raven couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store for her in this mysterious encounter with Adaora. As she reached out to grab the book, her heart skipped a beat. It was the one she had been searching for, The Night Watcher and The Vampire. She breathed a sigh of relief as she flipped open the book, eager to delve into its contents and find the answers she was looking for. The previous night, she had only briefly glimpsed at the title, without taking the time to look at the book's content. As Raven perused the pages, she couldn't help but notice that the vast collection of books that surrounded her were paranormal books.

Later that morning, the temptation and the crazy thoughts were gone and I could only pray that they’d never return. Author Note: Dear gentle readers, this author can hardly believe that Book 2 of TTWA series is now officially completed! How are you all doing? If there is a third book called Mad Witch, will you read it? Once again, this author would like to thank everyone for their supports to his stories especially the A.R. WereWorld series! Have a splendid day!

he said, pointing to the book in my hands. “What a peculiar title. Descendants of the Moon.” "There is? Oh, yes. It's a fantasy book,” I told him, not wanting to go into details. The less humans knew about us, the safer our species was. "Fascinating. Is it about witch fairies and evil queens?” he asked, sitting down in front of me. I laughed. “More about wolves,” I said, closing the book. "Interesting. I am a cryptozoologist and parapsychologist. I study the supernatural. The name is Wendell.” He handed me his card.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

“Two hundred and twelve, thank you very much. And at least I don’t go around biting unconscious people to solve mysteries.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, feeling a headache start to bloom. “Okay, gentlemen,” I mutter, “maybe save the ancient man slap fight for later?” They both fall silent, glaring at each other like teenagers caught passing notes in class. Ridiculous, honestly. But it beats what Roman and Zeke had said about their species earlier. I think they're actually quite fun. I sigh. “Valen, what kind of magic do witches even use? I thought voodoo was dark magic.”

he asked, his voice quieter this time, as if afraid to disturb the peace of the shop. I glanced at him, “I love them,” I said, running my fingers along the spines of the books. “They’re like an escape—a way to step into another world, even if it’s just for a little while.” He nodded, his gaze lingering on me for a moment too long. “I get that,” he said, his voice barely audible. I stopped in front of a section labeled Legends and Lore. The titles immediately caught my eye: The Myths of Moonsdale, The Wolves of the Moonlight, The Moon’s Chosen.