Yonder Novels Novels & Stories

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.

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

“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.

We regroup and at first light tomorrow, we head over to New York. Hi guys!!! I would really love to hear your comments so far on the book: Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny. Also, check out my new book, titled- CIRI: The Lost Tribrid Princess It's a sequel to 'Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny' I swear y'all will love it. Thanks for all your love and support. I love y'all.

Audrey didn’t quite understand him, “what do you mean?” Nathan’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he sat up, “I was thinking there was a book for the likes of you but it seems you don’t have it” She heaved a sigh, he was Making mockery of her again. “I have Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, 1991. I also have Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston, 2019,Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, 1813. And Seven Days in June by Tia Williams which was written two years ago then I also have love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood which was also written two years ago”

Published it under her name and because of it Yuki Carter becomes the top ranking Best-seller author once again. The Lonely Eyes written by Yuki Carter become famous. It is not impossible the book reached Dryzen . He is despised with the book. It is all about him. Accurate and directly pointing at him. He ordered his secretary to do something to make the book disappear in the market. Also, he want to speak personally to the author of the book. Yuki accept the invitation, but she was killed by Dryzen after he find out that she is the Grand Alpha’s adopted sister.

I’ve got my favourite novel I love to read, perched on the table in front of me, waiting patiently to be read by me. A teenage girl and her boyfriend sat a few tables to our top right sharing a book I recognized as the fourth series of ‘Yona of the Dawn’, with his arm slung loosely over her shoulder. The other tables were occupied with kids under 12 and 18. So you can just imagine how odd two grown ass women who could pass for characters in Suites look sitting here. Two thirteen year olds just confirmed my thought by eyeing us, shielding their mouths to whisper about us as they passed by.

Please don't let me lead us all to our slaughter. ________________ Norea's P.O.V. After returning Sydney to her cage, I went to get the other supplies I needed. I can't believe I can actually put my plan into motion. I have been waiting for centuries to do this. I was almost ready about a hundred years ago, but a few of the shifters died. I was so angry that I killed the rest, took a break, and started over. Now I have what I need, and they're all alive. When I return home, I begin setting everything up. I'm sure the two bunnies are awake now, and just like all my other shifters, they have no clue what's going on. I open the door to the room of cages and rub my hands together excitedly.

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment. Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke. I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar. New Year’s Day was tomorrow. A fresh start and a brand-new year. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.