Young Blood Novel Novels & Stories

She died in her throne chair, with her bloody crown on her head, they made her body the spectacle of the kingdom reminding the power not only The Royal Blood can have. Yubin was sure that this is that novel. The title of the book was 'Lost Queen' a tragic romance story, written by: Olavier Belet an English/Japanese author... The novel he wrote was about 20 years ago, it was a novel it never got the ideal reads since it can't be read below 18-year-old, this book has too many fetish scenes and blood that might cause a child to dream a nightmare... So it was privately banned, so few people we're able to get this book before it gets banned.

It seemed like no one cared about how I felt or what I thought. This was my life—a hollow existence devoid of happiness, especially within my family. It hadn't always been this way. The shock and pain of my eighteenth birthday had shattered any semblance of normalcy, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. So many times, I had wished I could rewrite history, wished I had never been born. But such wishes were futile. I couldn't change the past, no matter how much I wanted to. Perhaps "Yvonne the sacrificial lamb" would be a more fitting name than Yvonne Brooks. It seemed to encapsulate the essence of my existence more accurately.

She gave me two books, and she asked me to read them if I had challenges concerning any of my teen problems. I was happy she showed that concern. At least, she was feeling guilty. One way or the other, it also shows she cares, "Andrew paused for a while, as he glanced slightly at both of them. "Books? Did they help you in any way?" Miguel asked "Trust me when I say it was probably the best set of books I ever had in my possession. It talked about various challenges and problems in both teenagers and youth. The title of the book is YOUNG PEOPLE ASK VOLUME 1. It also has a volume 2.

"But you're going to lose this time. Nancy's already eight. She has a say about who she wants to live with." Nancy hid behind Vivian, and the way she looked at me was distant and cold. She didn't even hesitate when she said, "I want to live with Mom and Jason." I suddenly thought of the video Jason Reed had sent me the night before. Apparently, they celebrated New Year's Day early and already had dinner together. With how happy they looked, they were like a real family of three. At the table, Nancy had frowned and said, "This is all Dad's fault! He makes us celebrate New Year's Day early every year."

Title: Last Year, First Love CHAPTER 1 Annie’s POV If I’m being honest, high school has never been my idea of a fairytale. I’m not the girl chasing popularity or caring what anyone whispers behind my back. I’ve mastered the art of staying in my lane, avoiding drama, and focusing on one simple goal: survive senior year, graduate, and get the heck out.

His biceps were the size of my head at least! “You’re the birthday girl?” He said pointing a finger towards me. “Yes Alpha!” I got out, kneeling finally! “How old are you today?” He replied, motioning me to stand. Grabbing his hand he had held up to help me, I slowly rose, grateful for his strength. I didn’t think I would be able to get up in these shoes! “I am 22 today…” I said hesitantly unsure of why he was talking to me. “ I see. And they ruined your party didn’t they?” He replied pointing at the men who were fighting.

And soon we were on our way to the Albanian's turf, I don't know what my cousin was looking for here when we had tons of clubs in our city. When I was young I wasn't that foolish, I was beaten to a pulp if I made a tiny mistake and my mother would sometimes starve me for days. At the age of nineteen, I knew the world wasn't as it seems, there was the good, the bad, the wicked, and the clueless. Each possesses a role in our fucked up society, the good are usually the ones to die first, and the bad thinks he is invincible until he meets the wicked. The clueless are the sheltered ones, they don't understand because they are fiercely protected.

After letters or texts he'll put LR. Milo Tomas Young: Light brown hair that is styled in a short messy way, blueish-greenish eyes. He's slightly shorter than Lyle, only coming up to his shoulder. He is an ex-human and used to be the New York Best Seller for four years in a row, his books always having supernaturals in them. He is obsessed with the supernatural, vampires being his favorite. Ever since he was younger, his dream was to meet an actual vampire and try to be turned. Not being a full vampire yet, he doesn't really have a special ability, but he seems to be able to get Lyle to carry him everywhere. He loves his hair being played with, and he used to identify himself as straight, bu

The entity I would come to know as my wolf soul — Stella. One minute I was a helpless and fragile girl, the next I was an adolescent wolf. The light of the full moon illuminated my pale blue eyes and thick, dusty colored coat. I was now towering over my parents, staring down into their lifeless eyes. I don’t even remember much about my first transformation, other than the fact it was painful. The sadness blocked it out. I just remember what happened next.

Kian pried her mouth open and poured a vial of wolfsbane-infused water down her throat. Then he handed one to their father, their mother, and finally, to himself. Afterward, he grabbed the canister of gasoline by the door and spilled it across the room as Leila began to scream. Kian pressed the lighter, and flames ignited instantly. “You’re insane! All of you! Let me out! I don’t want to die!” Kian sat quietly, letting the fire consume his body. He stared at her struggling form and asked calmly, “The four of us together, forever. Isn’t this what you always wanted?”