Romans & histoires Yonder Novels

He moved closer towards me and wrapped his arm over my shoulder. “What do you know about the war that is coming?” I asked him with my eyes fixed at the window, I watched the silhouette of the Northernmost Dark Mountains that stood on the back of the woods. “We are up against the kingdom beyond the Northernmost Dark Woods. The one that lies on the peak of the Dark Mountains,” He released my hand as he stood up and walked towards the small cabinet of liquors on the corner of the room. “The place the wise and the old called The Yonder,” I said as my eyes are still glued on the peak of the Dark Mountains hidden within clouds.

~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.

the screams and shriek of cannon, the crash of bullet, bark splintering, thud of bodies crumbling to the forest floor. She could smell it, death in the air, her village, her home burning behind them as the remaining survivors scattered into the forest. Yavonne reached for her younger sister’s hand as she began to fall behind, but something crashed into her quickly and sent her rolling, head over feet down the steep rock cliff and into the little river below. She didn't know what was real just now. They screamed still. screamed and burned and turned to ash while she lay there, unable to help.

For now, however, Nadir had to push those thoughts further down the track and focus on the current situation in which she found herself. Nathaniel, by searching the Underworld, learned the exact scent of Nadir and structure of her aura, which he followed for a longer time and the trail broke off at the portal leading to the surface. He guessed she was there, but after the night he thought Nadir, like any succubus, would return to the Underworld. After all, succubus were night demons, haunting their victims while they slept. They had no use wandering on the surface during the day, as their power was much smaller at that time. Therefore, the fact that Nadir had not returned to the Underworld a

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

Mirelle “Oh goodness lord,” My hands trembled as I clutched the summons letter, the black wax seal broken but its weight still crushing me. Nocturne. The name alone sent chills down my spine, a whispered curse in the underbelly of the city where debts were not paid in money but in flesh. I, Mirelle Kane, had borrowed from the wrong people. A desperate loan to save my mother's medical bills, and now the collectors demanded repayment in the most intimate way possible. One night at Nocturne, where I would be auctioned to the highest bidder, my body the currency to settle the score.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

Only my face, whole and marked and alive. Then I withdrew, leaving him to the dark and the wind and the howling of wolves who would never answer his call. The pup stirred in his cradle, sensing my return. I sang to him, the last song, the one I had composed in the silver cage when I thought I would die: "The bond was chain. The fire was friend. The ash was birth. The phoenix rose." He slept. I watched the moon through the high window—full, indifferent, beautiful. Tomorrow, we would run. North, first, to the territories my father had held. Then east, to the sanctuary I had built from Leon's signed parchment. Then south, to the lands I had conquered with nothing but survival.

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”

“Neither do I plan on going anywhere.” THE END Author's Note If you have made it this far, thank you. Truly. From the bottom of my still-racing heart and maybe a few other places. This collection started with one restless night... and spilled into more. Each story is a different hunger, a different chase, but they all chase the same thing. This isn't a fairy tale. It is not meant to be. But if it made you feel seen, or turned on, or even a tiny bit reckless yourself... then it did what I hoped.