Adventure Novels

The Mysterious Affair at Styles The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at the time as “The Styles Case” has now somewhat subsided. Nevertheless, in view of the world-wide notoriety which attended it, I have been asked, both by my friend Poirot and the family themselves, to write an account of the whole story. This, we trust, will effectually silence the sensational rumours which still persist. I will therefore briefly set down the circumstances which led to my being connected with the affair. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 　　The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at thetime as “The Styles Case” has now somewhat subsided. Nevertheless, inview of the world-wide notoriety which attended it, I have been asked,both by my friend Poirot and the family themselves, to write an accountof the whole story. This, we trust, will effectually silence thesensational rumours which still persist. 　　I will therefore briefly set down the circumstances which led to mybeing connected with the affair. 　　I had been invalided home from the Front; and, after spending somemonths in a rather depressing Convalescent Home, was given a month’ssick leave. Having no near relations or friends, I was trying to makeup my mind what to do, when I ran across John Cavendish. I had seenvery little of him for some years. Indeed, I had never known himparticularly well. He was a good fifteen years my senior, for onething, though he hardly looked his forty-five years. As a boy, though,I had often stayed at Styles, his mother’s place in Essex. 　　We had a good yarn about old times, and it ended in his inviting medown to Styles to spend my leave there. 　　“The mater will be delighted to see you again—after all those years,”he added. 　　“Your mother keeps well?” I asked. 　　“Oh, yes. I suppose you know that she has married again?” 　　I am afraid I showed my surprise rather plainly. Mrs. Cavendish, whohad married John’s father when he was a widower with two sons, had beena handsome woman of middle-age as I remembered her. She certainly couldnot be a day less than seventy now. I recalled her as an energetic,autocratic personality, somewhat inclined to charitable and socialnotoriety, with a fondness for opening bazaars and playing the LadyBountiful. She was a most generous woman, and possessed a considerablefortune of her own. 　　Their country-place, Styles Court, had been purchased by Mr. Cavendishearly in their married life. He had been completely under his wife’sascendancy, so much so that, on dying, he left the place to her for herlifetime, as well as the larger part of his income; an arrangement thatwas distinctly unfair to his two sons. Their step-mother, however, hadalways been most generous to them; indeed, they were so young at thetime of their father’s remarriage that they always thought of her astheir own mother. 　　Lawrence, the younger, had been a delicate youth. He had qualified as adoctor but early relinquished the profession of medici

"You deserve better." Your life would be so much better if I didn't step to you that night. I ruined your life. *************** Avoiding The Gang Leader G.L 1 Micah's P. O. V I could hear them behind me. Footsteps They were going at the same speed as mine but louder. Whoever it is, don't ever hold back. They wanted me to know they were behind me, following, three blocks now. I didn't dare look back I was too scared to see who it was. I was also scared that if they continue they would see where I live. I couldn't see a shadow meaning they were a good distance from me but I could smell their cologne when the breeze blew and to make this more terrifying it was 1:00 a. m. and my apartment is in a not so good neighborhood. It's not that bad but there is a gang somewhere around here. I try my best not to run into them. The last thing I want is to be a target for some stupid reason. Anyways When I was near my apartment building, I decided to turn around and look. When I did there was no one there. Just me and a stray dog across the street as far as my eyes could see. I sighed and entered the building. I took the elevator to my floor and walked the hall until I saw my door. I looked at both ways of the hall before entering. I threw down my school bag and took off my hat. I emptied my bag of books and working clothes before going into the kitchen. I decided to just eat some cereal and shower since it was about to hit 1:15 a. m. After finishing my cereal and shower, I climbed into bed and pulled the blanket to my chin closing my eyes forgetting about the incident that happened on my way home. I made a mental note to ask my manager to change my shift tomorrow. As I was about to fall into a deep sleep I heard my bedroom window slide open and footsteps coming towards my bed. I was terrified. I wanted to piss myself. I wanted to scream and run whatever I could but I stay frozen in bed with my eyes closed, hoping whoever it was would go away like the first time but It was obvious he followed me here and they followed me for a reason. I could feel his weight on the edge of the bed a...

She defines the phrase 'Fire for Fire', but what happens if he doesn't see that fire bubbling in her rock? And not even understand it even if he sees it? At some point, her fire gets doused and she lives like a drowned cat with tears all over, but what hurts her the most is, he never notices. She hates him at first meeting, he derives joy from hurting her soul without an ounce of guilt. She sets to revenge, revealing the darkest secret of his life. On his quest for revenge, his walls will crack. The barries surrounding his heart will burn right before his eyes. His Drakaina, as he named her, will set his heart on fire and when he smiles back at her, her heart too will be set on fire. *************** Hearts On Fire One: Court Case The hot wave of the afternoon caressed his cheek and he closed his eyes, it was so hot that he could feel the way sweat was forming into beads on his forehead. He looked through the mirror and watched as they moved past the green plants and people walking on the road in a blurry vision. He felt nothing, not even the one he saw nearly thumped upon by another driver. All he could feel now was the hot air wafting through his nostril and caressing the pores of his skin. His heart was the same as it was, yesterday. Ten years back, and will be, forever. The driver drove into the palace and he parked in front of the chamber his mother lived, before he looked at him. “We’re here, sir. ” He nodded his head before the door was unlocked for him and he placed his legs down and stared at the palace. It was the place he hated to visit the most, at the same time the place he loved to visit the most. He loved it because he was able to see his Umma, and he hated it because he had to follow the ethics of the palace. The two police officers saluted to him and he walked past them without even acknowledging them. The maids he met on his way knelt down to their knees and he didn’t spare them a single glance. He was finally at the main living room of her chamber, where she was always seated. He heard as the maids announced his arrival and he walked directly to where she was seated, his mother. She looked up and her eyes fell on his khaki cladded body and she turned away, he felt nothing. He sat down and smiled at her, all that she thought him had never went into the drainage, he was still practising. She knew he wasn’t truly smiling, but she was glad he did, nonetheless. “Good afternoon, Umma. I hope I met you in good health? ” She sat upright before she crossed her legs and held a stoic expression. She seemed to be so much like him whenever she was together with him, because that was the only way he could truly understand what she meant....

At a young age, she witnessed how her whole family was murdered by a notorious gang leader whom his Dad worked with. She knows nothing about what her Dad's job was. She never forgets his face and wishes one day she'll get revenge on him who killed her entire family. She was brought into an orphanage, and later on, the murderer had come to adopt her. She was raised as her adopted daughter, and she swears to take his life if she is given a chance. Living with him every day makes her eager to take her revenge against him. As she grew old, his adopted father fell in love with her gradually. Fate had changed when he took her as his wife. She learned to love him after being secretly married to him, but he had hurt her again and left her alone in the hospital after she lost their child and left the words: "Don't let me see you again!" *************** REVENGE TO THE DEVIL Chapter 1: Meet Again Mozart! He was one of my favorite composers, not because of his melodious tunes, but the nobility and pI pulled my hand away smiling and apologized to him politely, "Sorry, please tell Irene that I have work to do, I have to leave. " "I can bring you the same joy and satisfaction that a piano can give you... " "The piano never gives me any pleasure," I said. Perhaps he would never know that I had been using the piano to forget the happy days I once knew. After refusing to dance with Shawn again, I left. A waiter was coming towards me. He was sneaking a peek at the men around me, holding a note in his hands saying, "A gentleman said, he would like to invite you to have a snack after the party. " I glanced at the note and was not impressed by what had been written on it, but the fancy signature... Jonathan Li, it caught my eye. I remembered that name... I looked around in a shock, eagerly searching for the familiar figure from my past! After just a few seconds, I found him on the sofa sitting in the corner. It was two years since I last met him. He had not changed much at all, still handsome, ambitious and composed. Ladies who didn't know him could never guess his age. And even after having been accompanied by him for eight years, I was always confused by his true age. Other than a few posh bodyguards surrounding him, several men were standing together whispering. Judging from their expressions, they might have been gambling. They looked at me with curiosity, waiting for my reaction, but Jonathan seemed oblivious, looking down at the red wine glasses! I took a deep breath to let the air fill my chest. I took the note and wrote the myurity of heart he showed throughout his suffering. Although he was never comforted by the outside world, he was willing to use his soothing melodies for the relief of others. After playing a short piece of Mozart’s, I stood up gracefully and gently smiled at Shawn Donovan, a well...

During the long awaited war crisis in Manila, every legal-aged inhabitant, specifically voters, are required to work for the government in order to reestablish the living land and battle against a mass terrorist attack. The country where the terrorist originated are still in the unknown and under further research. Juveniles haven’t got any choice yet to live by themselves. Building a town, planting food crops, hunting animals and even manslaughter is required in the generation by means of survival. Keisha and his brother, Jaden, are left alone haunted by vicious brutes hiding from the shadows. Until then they found hope wherein they can rule over and persist the ongoing catastrophe. *************** Warfare Between Lost Hearts Prelude: Seized *Third person* The Vistas were spending their initial routine, specifically a breakfast, while viewing a live TV show aired by their favourite station. The sweet aroma of cheese omelet and fried rice filled each and every nostril – and it is time to dig into that newly served meal. Mrs. Vista often leaves their home early to begin the day’s hard work; might as well as the head of the family, Mr. Vista, ponder on heading to his office without being rushed by his no-good superior. As usual, the youngest one, Jaden would always pick up his 4k definition tablet to watch his anime marathons and never stopped without finishing one season. On the other hand, the eldest, Keisha would always look after the house, her brother, her studies and other priorities in life. She’s aware of the fact that she could now get a life of her own; however, she still chooses other people’s bliss rather than hers. She had been a real tough gal for this sort of life – resisting pressure and expectations, severe anxieties, dealing with family issues on her own, repelling the temptations of committing worst mistakes again and the like. Keisha would not even mind it at all for this sort; somehow, she is used to it. As she was about to finish her omelet, a newsbreak came in interfering with the program; important and troubling news came filling their earlobes. “Manila is now in red alert. Please take note of the safety precautions. It will not be advisable for the citizens to leave their house this instance”, the newscaster announced with a serious tone. “What the heck is this? ” Keisha mumbled to herself after seeing the concerning news from the television. “Mama! You should see the news right now. I think something bad is going on. ” Mrs. Vista hurriedly hovered towards the living room – her face turned into a depressing level of expression after hearing the content of the news; this is as if she was giving her a hint that she already...

My name is Kydah Malik, I'm twenty one years old and I just finished my service (NYSC) and now staying at home waiting for work which I'm not really looking forward to. I love my life like this and love all my siblings and parents, they're the best people on earth. I never dated and don't like the idea at all, weird, yeah I know. I don't want to indulge myself in those meaningless love when you'll only be heartbroken and stressed with depression attached to it. But I know nothing till it happened, falling for my brother's best friend whom I never knew. I fell so hard and deep unknowingly but it was all ruined when my father told me about my arranged marriage... Join the ride of my life✨ *************** KYDAH Chapter One✨ Chapter 1 "K, look over there. " Nasrin said pointing at the door to the coffee shop where we're currently in. She actually shouted, un-lady like huh, I know and that's how I'm coping. A handsome guy came in wearing a black ripped jeans, white tight shirt underneath a black leather jacket, typing away in his iPhone X with a dark spectacles. Mysterious! Typical bad boy, I thought to myself before looking back at my best friends. He's so good looking, I admit, I know I judged quickly about the bad boy stuff but hey that's how he dressed. Its not good to judge but, I just can't keep quite or I should say, my mind can't keep shut. "Oh boy! " Dinar squealed, yes, she squealed on her sit which was now moving due to the force she used. Ugh, my best friends are so annoying sometimes, and you know what? They're all engaged. "Huh," Minal sighed dreamily like she was just futuring something with her brain and my mind which she doesn't want anyone to know about. "Masha Allah," was all I said, even though he's dressed like a bad boy, I won't judge fast this time and won't lie, he's dead handsome. Bringing my gaze back to my friends with a raised brow, I said, "You guys are getting married in the next two months, but you're all here looking at another guy, one of you literally shouted, the other one squealed and the last one is already dreaming huh? " I crabbed, I thought they'll regret it and be uncomfortable with it but its like I've forgotten who my best friends are. "Oh please," Minal said throwing her left hand nonchalantly. "Okay then, I'll tell Ya Muhsin and Ya Habib and Ya Ahmad too. " I said trying my best to look serious, I want to blackmail them all but I'll save it for later. "You won't," They all said in sync like they were waiting for me to say it. I rolled my eyes at their raised voice, they'll never keep their voices low, even in public. Ya Muhsin is marrying Minal, while Ya Habib is marrying Dinar in the next one month and Nasrin i...

Can a man of your dreams appear in the most unexpected place and be a cut-out image of a 'prince in shining armor'? Freya has been trapped in the protection of her father her whole life, fearing danger and hurt she might face in the savage world. Her stubborn and curious nature causes a headache for many men in her life - including the warrior who has been hired to protect her. Meanwhile, their land is in turmoil and in fear of a new threat as many of the surrounding villages are being burned down and people slaughtered for a dream the unknown conquerer holds. Will her bodyguard be able to protect her from this ruthless man? Will the unexpected spins of the faith change Freya's views and heart? The man she seeks is not what he is - a naive heart destined to be broken and forced to face the real world behind the walls. *************** Heart of An Exile 1 The silver light of the full moon was raining down on the hills beyond Sedahra. The cold light kept me awake and I ventured outside my father's village against his constant protests and warnings. Since my early days the secrets and thrillingly unknown nature lured me to explore, take a dip in the dangerous waters and inhale the scent of foreign flowers. My heart was beating each time I stepped on the sharp rocks defending the life inside the Wahrlenn, it's people and me. This night was no different. I savored the excitement and thrill for things I might see and experience. Something new, something I had never faced before - the true world beyond, the mythical creatures that lurked in shadows. I inhaled the fresh air that came down from the tall mountains, the mist that slowly ascended on the plains as a thick blanket, awaited by life thirsting for it. My knees felt the cold on the damp, mossy carpet of plants. Just a little longer before the sun rises... I wished to enjoy freedom. As the distant howls of the wolves serenade the peaceful life, I noticed the dark shadows emerge from the fog. Those were people... few of them, but none look liked my kin, not even resembled the northern inhabitants. Who were they? What were they doing here? I plastered my body closer to the cool earth all the while trying to suppress the erratic beating of my heart. The enormous will to join the men was overwhelming my common sense, but I kept myself still, I pushed myself not to move an inch. They might be dangerous, murderers, thieves... exiles... Two of them were wearing armor, made of fur and bone. Their faces concealed by a skull of unknown animal and eyes hidden in the shadow of the black, hollowed sockets, reminding me beasts from my nightmares, demons I feared as a child. Should I be fearing them now? The third man was different. His armor was shining blue in the moonlight, the crown was emitting the power of its wearer - manly and allurin...

Quinn sends souls to the afterlife as her part time job. Until one day, her bestfriend and first love, Lucas was attacked and is now in a coma. Both of them are on a mission to find out who killed him and hopefully, Lucas can go back to his body before it is too late. *************** Every End of the Day Chapter One CHAPTER ONE “Come on, Quinn, just let me stay for a couple more days, hm? ” his pleading voice annoys me. We have been debating for an hour now. I check the time, it is already 12:30 am. I still have work later. I fake a smile and walk closer to him. “Look, I’m not the one who wanted you gone. It is your wife. You have been clinging onto her for years now, and she just wants to move on. ” I tried to keep my tone as professional as I can. He sighs, “but I just want to look after my kid…” I nod, trying to look like I understand him, but in reality, I just want to get over this. “Maybe you can ask the heavens to let you look after her. I’m sure the angels will allow that. ” He looks at me with his eyes full of hope. “You think so? ” I nod and start preparing for the ritual. I open my bag to get my red string and start forming the symbol, which can help him transport to his final destination. You see, I am not a normal human being. No, I am not a vampire or other supernatural beings if you are thinking about those. Rather, I can see dead people and my job is to help them go to the afterlife. As what I call myself, I am normal human by day and a shaman by night. Once the preparation is done, I signal the man to stand in the center. He looks at his wife and daughter once last time and closes his eyes. I open my bag once again to get a small book that my grandmother, who was a shaman, gave me. What people do not know about shamans like me is that reciting the “magic lines”, what I used to call them when I was young, is draining. For some reason, I can feel all the energy in my body leave as I speak each word written on the book. The ritual lasts for a couple of minutes but I feel like I have been working out for 2 hours. While I recite the words from the book, I burn my client’s things and some strands of my hair. Just for the record, there is no amazing light that will appear before my eyes. What actually happens w...

He lived in a billion dollar mansion with his wife .she lived in a small building with her poor family,he is the owner of the biggest fashion company in the country,she worked in a restaurant. He loves her,she loves him even more but she was just his mistress. Anna and Mike's world collided when she had served him at the restaurant near his office one day. Anna cory was the oldest child in her family who struggled to survive everyday and anna helping with the little she earned from the restaurant. Mike claire was the perfect billionaire,c.e.o of the biggest fashion brand in new york with the perfect wife and family but he had always felt incomplete all through his life till he met Anna. Their world was totally different and no matter how much obstacle they encountered, they could overcome with love but what happens when their secret relationship comes out to the world?? It changes their lives forever. *************** THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS Chapter one  ** Anna's p. o. v** I tied my white hotel robe around my waist adjusting my sitting position on the bed as I admired the handsome man dressing up in front of me, how well built is broad shoulders were, his perfectly shaped face with his sharp jaw, chin and amazing cheekbone and how his brown eye complemented him perfectly. I rose from the bed and slowly wrapped my hand around his waist from behind.     "Do you really have to go"I asked sadly   "You know I have to get back to work and I am sure your break will be over too soon"he said as he ran his hands through my hair, putting away the strand on my face behing my ear. He was quit taller than me and most times my 5'6inchs self  had to always look up to get the best view of  his 6'2 self. I looked up at him as I helped him to button his shirt up.      "I will call you"he said, kissing me before leaving.       "I will miss you" I said with a gloomy face. "I will miss you more.     "Are you sure you can get to work yourself, my driver can drop you off"he said trying to convince me .     "I will, you really shouldn't worry" I said affirming him.     I watched as he walked out of the room, he was the one of the best thing that had happened in my life and I couldn't ask for anything more except from the fact that I really wished he wasn't married. It had been 4 months since we had been together and it felt like forever and I remember always telling Lucy, my best friend how fate had brought us together.      I remember how my day had been going like every other normal day at the restaurant,serving customers and being stressed all day. My shift had been over that very day but Lucy had begged me to fill in for her because she had some places she had to be.     "what would you like me to offer you sir"i had asked the man in front of me, he had the menu covering his face then he brought it down to the table as I stood smiling in front of him. Immediately I layed my eyes on h...

Zahra’s life was less than ideal. An outcast among her own people denounced a witch Zahra was facing certain death until a barbarian hoard attacked her home. Rescued from her own execution, Zahra finds herself at the mercy of the new barbarian King Cain, who has sought her out for magical skills he believes she has. He demands she save the life of his father, who is facing imminent death. Unable to save the old man’s life Zahra is forced to bide time until she can figure out how to deal with the new King. BOOK ONE OF "THE BARBARIAN KING SAGAS" *************** THE BARBARIAN KING (BOOK ONE) CHAPTER 1 Scotland 875... Zahra struggled as the men that held her dragged her to the stake. The whole village had come out to watch her burn. She fought hard, her heels dragging in the dirt. An illness had swept through the village, and three of their elderly had fallen victim and died. The popular belief was that Zahra had cast an evil spell and stolen their lives. This had not been the first time the villagers had accused Zahra and her family of witchcraft. Five years ago, the very same villagers had burnt her mother as a witch. Having accused her of seducing the men in town. Zahra had only been thirteen at the time, just a child. She had never known her father, and with her mother gone, Zahra was left with only her grandfather to raise her. Forced to grow up far too soon, she had lived her whole life in a little one-room hut on a small farm outside the village walls. She had done her best not to interact with the villagers, but from time to time, she had to go to market both to sell their vegetables and to procure things she needed. Perhaps her isolation had made the villagers suspect her more. When she heard the men coming for her, Zahra had slipped into the woods and ran for her life. She could hear the villagers behind her. The hounds were barking as they tracked her through the brush. There was no place she could hide; nowhere she could run. The closest clan was McCollum, but they and the McGregors had been feuding for generations. They would offer her no asylum. She had been running hard for an hour when they overtook her surrounding her like they would a wild animal. She had fought, scratched and bitten, but they eventually overwhelmed her and dragged her back to McGregor castle. The villagers that had stayed behind had erected a stake in the center of the courtyard. There was a raised platform where Lord McGregor and his tubby wife watched the scene playing out before them. The whole village had gathe...

An arranged marriage, an abusive family, a dream of freedom in America just out of reach.... After Meg Westmoreland’s father mysteriously dies when she’s a small child, her life quickly spirals out of control. Her mother is mean and manipulative, her uncle abusive in a way Meg won’t even speak of. Getting away from them becomes an obsession. When she discovers she’s been promised to a wealthy American, she’ll do whatever she must to flee the only home she’s ever known, hoping for a new life in America and a chance to start over. Charles Ashton has knowns his father arranged for him to marry Meg. Even though the temptations of being young and rich beckon him, he believes in keeping promises. However, his attempts at meeting Meg are thwarted. Charlie begins to wonder if Meg even exists at all. Ultimately, destiny’s plan will be revealed and their worlds will collide aboard a passenger liner named Titanic. Prelude reveals how Meg and Charlie came to find themselves aboard the most famous ship in history and as *************** Prelude: A Prequel, Ghosts of Southampton Book 0 Promise VOLUME ONE: PRELUDE: A PREQUEL PROLOGUE New York City John Ashton poured three fingers of whiskey into two glasses and sat the decanter down on the side table. Sunlight streamed through a sliver of lace curtains that broke the deep red velvet drapes symmetrically, the only source of natural light that found its way into his study, illuminating a jagged river across the cherry floor and the side of a mahogany bookshelf as it found the face of his longtime friend, Henry Westmoreland, who reposed in a heavily cushioned chair that matched the curtains almost exactly. “Thank you,” Henry nodded as he took the glass, giving it a sip before nestling it between his hands on top of a crossed knee. John nodded and then found a seat across from his former Oxford roommate. “How was your trip? ” he asked, taking a drink and then setting his glass on an end table. “Nothing exciting I hope? ” “Heavens, no,” Henry laughed. “I can’t imagine anything exciting happening on a trip across the Atlantic. Fairly uneventful. ” While John could think of several potentially exciting occurrences, he chose not to list them since his friend would be heading back soon. No need to plant thoughts of mechanical failures or floundering vessels. “Your meetings went well? ” “Oh, yes,” Henry nodded, smoothing out his trousers over his knee. “The factory has certainly taken off these past two years. It seems I’ve finally found a way to get my textiles to the markets successfully. ” John nodded. “That’s wonderful news. You always knew how to make a quality product. Perhaps this will be just what you need to make Westmoreland Textiles a household name on both sides of the Atlantic. ” “Indeed,” Henry agreed. At thirty-five, his sandy blond hair should not have been thinning. Yet, when he ran his hand through, John could see much of his scalp. He hadn’t seen Henry in almost a year, b

A Few Months after the Duel Between Cody and Dwayne.The Patriotic Republic is left with No more Founders, Left on its own a new evil has risen up and destroyed the Republic,In its place an Empire. Will The Remnants of the Republic Be able to take back its place or will it get destroyed This story is based on a lot of Revolutions *************** A Revolution is Coming Prolouge 1945 It has been months since Cody's duel and his death. His wife driven by anger, despair, and resentment for all the things that happened for the past few years. She was planning a government take over along with Dwayne Newhiskey and Thirty thousand of of the National Forces. After the duel with Cody, Dwayne was shaken and disturbed. Never has he in his entire life saw a person sacrifice his life to protect something so stupid. As they continue to plan, the other participants started destroying the reputation of the National Convention. 1946 Imperial Soldiers are marching toward the National Convention, guns raised towards the National Guards. Commodore Mey Bracodo was trapped inside the Convention Hall with the secretaries of the various departments, the President, the Vice President, and the last of The National Guard. It was a desperate last stand as he and his troops try to defend the entrance. They baricaded the door to give them enough time to protect the entire cabinet. He glimpsed at the portrait of The Founders then he remembered when the Imperialist Crisis has started to take its toll on the Republic. Cody installed a lever behind the portrait in case of emergency, if the entire cabinet and high officials need to escape. "Thank God for Cody's paranoia" Mey thought as he turned the switch on. The Members of the National Convention watched in awe as the table was lowered to reveal a set of stairs that would take them out of the city walls. "Quickly, GO! " Mey shouted as he turned towards the remaining National Guards. "Half of you follow and protect the Cabinet, the other half stay with me and we'll defend their escape" The only answer he ever got was a Gun butt hitting his head knocking him out. The National Guards quickly dragged him down the stairs and shot the lever causing the entire mechanism to turn off and go back on itself. As the Imperial soldiers blast down the door, only to be greeted by an empty roo...

Life is made up of choices. Sometimes the wrong ones will get you killed.... Killing her ex-boyfriend Jack wasn't Cadence Findley's decision, but she'd done it just the same. Heartbroken over losing him and struggling to comprehend her break up with the only other man she's ever loved, Cadence Findley has made the difficult choice to leave her team of Vampire Hunters and strike out on her own. As she seeks out and destroys some of the most villainous bloodsuckers in existence, she proves she is a force to be reckoned with. She's just begun to adjust to this new life, even finding herself tempted by love again, when a call from her former team changes everything. A band of renegade Vampire Hunters requests assistance in tracking down the one Cadence holds responsible for Jack's death. However, the hunt goes terribly wrong, and her team of Vampire Hunters becomes the prey. In the aftermath, Cadence realizes she's not only lost one of her best friends, her team is in shambles, and she's faced with a reality wh *************** Repercussion: The Clandestine Saga Book 3 Long Way It was a long way down. Glancing past the sheer drop off, she saw the rippling tide smashing against the sharp rocks at least forty feet beneath where she stood. She peered through the darkness using night vision to calculate exactly where she needed to land in order to clear as many of the jagged shards sticking out of the frothy sea where it crested against the shoreline. Noises behind her alerted her that her time was up. Without another thought, she hurled herself out into the darkness, praying that her calculations were correct. In an instant, the frigid water cut through her, but not as deeply as the sharp rock she’d caught with her shin just before the water engulfed her. It took her only a moment to push the pain out of her mind and return her focus on the task at hand, and less than a second later, she heard the splash she had been anticipating. Immediately, Cadence emerged from the water, forcing herself up and over to the location where the second ripple of waves still undulated out from the point of impact. She had never attempted to decapitate a Vampire in the water before; this would be a first. But she was confident in her ability to do so. The creature in question was not about to make it easy on the Hunter either. Cadence was extremely quick, and she reached her target in a matter of seconds, before the Vampire could even come up for air. She immediately grabbed ahold of the eloquent neck of the ancient Russian Vampire queen. Unlike many of the beasts her team pursued, this one was not the ghastly sort at all. In fact, she was nothing if not resplendent. When Cadence and her teammates, Aurora and Meagan, had initially spotted Sobieski in her mansion atop the cliff, all of them had gasped, taking in her beauty. Alabaster skin gleamed in the dim light, long black hair pulled straight back into a bun, a flowing white dress, with only th

Iris Clayton, the escape has set only one goal—to survive. While scavenging, she stumbles upon the group protected by a badass and strikingly handsome Colt Snow.  After the spread of a deadly virus, Colt doesn’t give a damn about anything other than his group, but there’s something in the way he looks at her tells the exact opposite. A former officer Colt Snow has a trust issue after failing to protect his brother. When his group finds a fragile woman, he doubts her motives. Every time he looks at those terrified unique blue eyes, he knows only one thing—to take the risk and protect Iris from whoever is hunting her. “ I was wrong to think that there was no humanity left in this world anymore.” _Iris Clayton *************** BLUE IRIS IRIS Silence. THE WORLD had turned into a deafening silence of danger and uncertainty. And in the darkness where sadness and horror lingered. The night fell. It was time for me to move. The desolated pet shop had been my shelter for the past few days and the safest place so far as no one who would think of getting pets nowadays. A dog was probably a good idea, but the food was not easy to search in this world full of chaos. After shoving my extra shirt and the only blanket into my backpack, I slipped my feet onto the old running shoes and ready to move out. After a few steady breaths, I walked out, determined to find a new place where I could stay for a few days or longer. I had been running from places to places for two weeks now and I hadn't seen or met any living human being other than the littered dead bodies everywhere, burned or decomposed. I couldn’t remember the last time I talked—probably the day I escaped, and I missed my own voice. Talking to myself would make me crazy and singing would make me cry and hungry, so, I just kept my mouth shut. The cold breeze smelled death. A ghost of pain rippled through my body. It had been like this since the unknown deadly virus wiped out the country. My labored breathing and my steps against the asphalt echoed through the darkness. I picked my way to the intersection, hoping to find an apothecary. The weak light from the silver moon was the only guide I had to follow. I knew for a fact that it had been raided, but by any luck, I could find a stash of painkillers or any medicine I could trade with food when I met survivors. Passing by rusting vehicles lined at the sides of the deserted road, the Bowl of Hygieia printed in the white wall came to view. I sighed in hope, but it quickly crumbled down when I noticed the open tail lights of the SUV parked in front. Hustling, I ducked down and hid behind the car. After everything I had been through, it taught me many, and one thing was to trust no one ...

|| SEQUEL TO BITTER HEART || One year later, Skylar Anderson enrolled in Philadelphia College of Arts, has nothing more to worry about other than dozing off between lectures. And the relationship with her boyfriend, Caden Miller. Having distanced relationship wasn't what she wanted. Especially since her boyfriend was once again dealing with the mysterious New York Gang's affairs. Like they say "ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀ ɢᴀɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴀɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ." The West and the East gang rivalry had come to an end long after the fight on the famous red crystal. But once again, new secrets were starting to brew up on the surface. And all of the past mistakes. Not to forget, the police department was searching for Blake Matthews. Who unfortunately, or-not, had escaped the prison bars. There was so much Skylar thought she knew. But she didn't. After all, what's a life without lies? Text copyright © Crystal7016 ™ 2019 *************** Lost Heart One « Skylar's POV » __________________ "Oh my God, Chicks! " I exclaimed in surprise. Partly horror. How would you feel if you just came back in your apartment after a long day of classes and couldn't find your cat? And when you call out for it, your cat responds with a single meow. From over the tall kitchen cabinet. How the hell would you react? I almost screamed in horror. "How in the hell did you get up there? " I asked out loud, suspiciously. She just eyed me innocently. This cat was crazy, for real. There was no way she could've gotten up there. Unless she climbed up the walls. "I swear to God, Chicks, if you're possessed by some demon, I have no time to deal with it. " I murmured, pulling out a dining chair in front of the cabinet. "I am so darn tired today. " Standing on the chair, I reached out for her with my outstretched hands. She mewled in response and surprisingly, lunged for my face. And you already know what must've happened next. I jumped back, the chair tumbled forwards and both of us fell down on the floor with a loud thud. "Ouch. " I groaned, closing my eyes shut. I heard a door opening and closing again. I didn't have to look up to see who it was. "What just happened? " Nora, my not-so nice roommate asked. But I wasn't complaining though. She literally took classes and worked at a part-time job all day. I couldn't blame her if she wasn't chatty with me all the time. "Guess yourself, Nora. " I groaned again. Meanwhile Chicken just licked my face as if apologizing for that little act. "If I had a cat like that, I would've dumped her ages ago. " She pointed out before crossing over my legs and opening the fridge. She had her dark brown curls up in a bun. Nora was beautiful. Especially with the tanned skin and her honey colored eyes. She was the same age as me. It had been kind of her to offer me a place in this apartment. However small it may be. I actually didn't care. This place was so much better than those cr...

All his life Tait was told about the evils of the King that had banished him and his mother and told that he was chosen by the Gods to kill the wicked King and usurp his throne. When the day came that his mother said it was time to fulfill his destiny and become King Tait did not question it. When he fell for the King’s only daughter, Tait lost interest in the throne and chose to follow his heart. In doing so, he learns that his life had been a lie leaving him questioning all he had ever known to be true. BOOK TWO OF "THE BARBARIAN KING SAGAS" *************** IN THE ARMS OF THE OUTLANDER (BOOK TWO) PROLOGUE Mystic Forest, 886AD… Tait carried the bucket through the forest heading for the river a mile from his home where he lived with his mother. Every morning he would trek through the woods to fetch water for their day. Tait had spent his whole life living in a small hut deep in the mystic forest. Far away from any village just outside the borders of the Vremore Kingdom. His mother had been exiled while she was pregnant with him. The Queen had banished her out of jealousy because her husband had taken a shine to his mother. He had even gone as far as murdering Tait’s father to get rid of the competition. The royal family had destroyed Tait’s family and banished his mother. It was their fault a single mother raised him in the woods. They robbed him of the life he should have had. Every day Tait would train with the wooden sword his mother had carved for him. She did her best to teach him how to fight. Telling him that one day he would set right the wrongs the royal family had done them. He would grow up and kill the King and usurp the throne. One day he would be King and those who had wrong them would pay dearly. Tait had just turned ten and had never been around anyone other than his mother. He had the feeling he was big for his age since he stood only a few inches shorter than his mother. She would always laugh and tell him one day soon he would tower over her. That he was not yet grown but already showing he would be a mighty warrior. Oden had blessed him. He wore his long dark hair loose and shaggy. He often wished he had his mother’s golden hair, but his was stark black. From time to time, his mother would try to die it blond using lye, but Tait did not like it. He would fight her at every turn. It stunk and burned his eyes. Reaching the river, Tait knelt on one knee and dipped the wooden bucket in the slow-moving water. As he stood up with his bucket full, Tait paused when he spotted a youn...

A young Cindy runs away from home, trying to escape from an arrange marriage set up by her uncle. She runs in search of a better life in the city but she ends up on the otherside of the world, in New York City. Felix Martini is a rich Human Rights Defense lawyer who comes home only to discover that his best friend had brough him a slave, Cindy. Now Felix Martini has to jugle keeping Cindy in his home and away from the authority. Both Cindy and Felix have to fight their feelings for one another as well as fight forces tryign to break them apart. *************** Slave: Falling for the Master cheats plzz read: thank you all for the support but I kindly ask you to stop reading my book along with boycotting any other books on Sofanovel. All the coins that you buy unfortunately none of the royalties ever come to us directly. For the past few months, this company has refused to pay our monies and yet they make monies off our book. We can also not take off our books because they have blocked it. They also taken some of the other authors books and sold it to other sites whilst discrediting the original authors. Sofanovel has been taken off playstore however they are still on IOS. Please help us get them off by rating them low, leaving negative comments as well as on their facebook, inta, twitter and any other pages. Also warn everyone wanting to sign with them because they will not be paid as well. Boycott this entire app please, I beg you all. By supporting this app you enable them to rob us of our hard earned money. Feel free to use the hastags; takedownsofanovel deactivatesofanovel payyourauthors Thank you. plzz read: thank you all for the support but I kindly ask you to stop reading my book along with boycotting any other books on Sofanovel. All the coins that you buy unfortunately none of the royalties ever come to us directly. For the past few months, this company has refused to pay our monies and yet they make monies off our book. We can also not take off our books because they have blocked it. They also taken some of the other authors books and sold it to other sites whilst discrediting the original authors. Sofanovel has been taken off playstore however they are still on IOS. Please help us get them off by rating them low, leaving negative comments as well as on their facebook, inta, twitter and any other pages. Also warn everyone wanting to sign with them because they will not be paid as well. Boycott this entire app please, I beg you all. By supporting this app you enable them to rob us of our hard earn...

This story is about Carlisle turning his little boy patient named Edmund to his adopted son, who finally became Carlisle's partner for life. The story is pretty sweet. *************** Spirit Away Chapter 1 Chapter One: Catching Bugs In the living room, Alice Cullen, who was studying poker, suddenly raised her head and stared at the spotless white sofa in front of her with her golden, honey-like eyes wide open. "What did you see? " Jasper Cullen sat down next to Alice and put his hand on her shoulder. "Carlisle is going out. " Alice turned to look at Jasper. 'Go to the hospital. ' "Hospital? " Emmett Cullen, who was sitting opposite Alice playing with a remote-controlled off-road vehicle, raised her eyebrows. "Now? 2 a. m. I remember Carlisle taking a day off. " As soon as he finished speaking, a tall blonde man appeared out of thin air in the living room. "Carlisle. " The nominal mistress of the house, Esme, immediately put down her things and walked over from the kitchen, asking, "What happened? " "There's been a murder in town. -The doctor on duty can't handle it. " Carlisle said quickly, "We are running out of time. I must get to the hospital at once. "--Let's talk when I get back. " In the next second, the man rushed to the garage and sat in a black Mercedes-Benz sports car. "I saw a child. -He gave Carlisle a headache. " Alice didn't speak again until the sound of Mercedes-Benz engines had disappeared. "Be more specific. " Rosalie Cullen, who was watching the movie, said. The blonde beauty is always very attentive to the affairs of children. "I don't know either. -I just saw Carlisle sitting on the chair in the office and sighing. " "It really surprised me. " Edward Cullen looked away from a book in golden Latin. "I thought Carlisle's charm was enough to appease all living things. " "There will always be exceptions. " Alice gave a playful laugh and leaned over Jasper's waist. Two adults died in the murder. It was a young couple. The man is about 30 years old and is a pure Englishman who immigrated to the United States. His heart was pierced by a bullet and he was killed on the spot. And his wife is a beautiful Asian. B...

So what are we going to call this twist ? A Twin betrayal? I guess that's fitting.... Olivia Dane has her future and life all planned out, She's a perfectionist. She plans “De perfect marriage, with a pefect rich groom, it was all planned out. Her life was set and ready to move into the world of the Married! But as we all know, no one or nothing can be perfected and her so called groom was anything but perfect. Caught in bed together with her twin sister, Olivia's whole definition of love and commitment crumbled, Her world flipped and turned upside down. Trying to pick up the pieces of her life she travels to Euronia to stay with her mother who resides there ever since the divorce of both her parents. In an attempt to escape this very painful discovery in her life. Fate intervenes and decides to play matchmaker. She encounters someone unexpected and gets tangled into a world she had no idea exsited ... This is her story... A story about healing, love, passion, betrayal and family.... *************** The One Night Stand Queen Personal Note/ Warning: Personal Note Hi readers, I am Josie Frank, author of steamy contemporary romance and erotic novels. I love both reading and writing them! It's like a hobby of mine. First of all, I would like to thank you for choosing to download and save my book on you libary to read it. It really means a lot to me and am super excited! I can't wait for this exciting journey! I'm sure this book will offer you the best reading pleasure. As a compliment, like I always do I will include a few bonus stories for you just after the main book. Hope you enjoy. This book is part of a series and you can read it without checking out the Book 2 Check out my series book “The Billionaire's Baby Fever series. #Book 2 The Italian Billionaire Pregnant bride I'm going to work on this book with so much effort without slacking off and I don't want to sleep on this novel either, so expect daily updates. Don't forget to always vote and comment , cause every writer wants a little appreciation for their work. Please guys you've got to work with me here, I don't want to feel like am writing just for myself so I need your reviews, your thoughts and predictions without any spoilers tho. My point is let make this novel "Like The Best on sofanovel". This is my first book on this platform and it's also my very first novel, which I intend to re-edit and add a few new scenes to it, this novel is a “Royalty Romance” Book . I hope you love it, and I also hope my book offers you the kind of esctasy you're looking for. Since reading a good book is like entering into a new land and experiencing all kinds of things. I hope my novel does the same to you. The name of the kingdom used in this novel was invented by me, I removed the word Euronia from the word Europe. So any resemblance to this novel or names or anyother thing is just a coincidence. Love you guys Best regards Josie Copyright © 2020 Josie frank All rights reserved. N

This book is unedited. Read at your own risk. What will you do when an ancient vampire queen was accidentally brought back to life? Follow the journey of Evangeline and her friends where they have to deal with a vampire who lives thousands of years ago in this adventure, anthropology and history-pack book. *************** Imperia Luna (GxG) Chapter 1 "Ladies and gentlemen, if I may ask for your attention this way, please. For what your about to see is something that only exists in movies and books, mostly written or directed by those who believe in the unbelievable. But I can assure you, this artefact is legit and it was discovered in a famous shipwrecked many years ago. It is to believe that the person who resides in this was born more than 2500 years ago," said the tour guide. "To those who study anthropology, I'm sure you've heard about this famous tale about the Lost Gold Casket," Evangeline Odin looks up from reading the brochure. She is in her last semester of studying anthropology at a local university. Since she was little, she always wanted to be an anthropologist like her late mother. Like her late mother, she too wanted to study deeply about the famous Lost Gold Casket that was rumoured to be the final resting place of a once well-known 'vampire' queen. Evangeline makes way to the front row of the tour and nervously waited for the tour guide to release the cloth that's covering the famous casket. "Any question before I reveal the cloth? " The tour guide inquiry. "Why does in the history books that mention about this very casket says it is a final resting place of a vampire? That's bizarre even for a historian and as we all know, vampire and other supernatural beings doesn't exist," the tour guide giggled. "Hmmm... you have to see to believe I guess. Any other question? " He looks around but no one raises their hand. He proceeds to remove the cloth and there it is, the world famous Lost Gold Casket. Evangeline was mesmerised by every bit of detail and the stories that were told just by looking at the casket. "Our lead anthropologist has never yet to completely decipher every detail engraved on the casket because it is said to be cursed by the queen herself. Of course, it's only a rumour and no scientific explanation has been made. Ahh, Miss, you're not all...

The Cycle begins at life and ends at death. What happens in between? Bestowed with a mask that had taken shape of a crow’s skull, Azrail wanders through the damp alleys of the lower cities. As a being given the authority of the souls, he cannot let any of the souls assigned to him escape—let alone allow one continue its life even if its time of life has ended. He follows the rule strictly and hasn’t made any mistakes since his creation. One fateful night, in the middle of collecting souls, he found himself enchanted by a bright pair of jeweled blue eyes. To his horror, the owner of the eyes that belongs to a child at the age of no more than two, is on his list of souls to collect. His body moved on its own and before the child met her destined demise, she was already in his arms. With his life now endangered from saving the child’s life, would he choose to take responsibility for the soul he had saved? *************** The Collector Chapter 1 Heavenly Rule [ translated from the Old Archzion language ] All immortals who have been given the authority of the souls must handle their task accordingly. Willful failure to do the task will not be tolerated by those with high power. Chapter 1 Lower City, Illumi. Where it all began. Strange feelings wallowed over me as I wandered through the moonlit, damp alleys. It shouldn’t feel strange, it honestly shouldn’t. I have seen how mortals die in the entirety of my life as a Soul Collector, yet my insides still form a knot whenever I see their destined demise. This feeling may have something to do with mortals’ death increase in the past few days due to wars and sacrifices that the immortals most definitely do not need. Being a soul collector isn’t as easy as those depicted in the mortals’ telltales. Oh, how I wish I could just collect the souls of the dead instantaneously but, that is not the case. Soul Collectors such as I typically get to the mortal right before their demise. It is to ensure that they get their destined end, and to keep record of their deaths. We keep those records in massive archives where the Angels and Keepers sort through them. Us Soul Collectors were also named as Reapers, or more commonly, the Grim Reaper, in the mortals’ little worlds of wonders. It is honestly an insult to the actual Reapers as their work is much heavier than us Soul Collectors. They hunt down immortals who break the sacred Heavenly Rules that are written in the Old Archzion language. Their task is much more taxing than just collecting and compiling souls. They get to fight—can you believe that? As if the realms don’t get enough deaths already. Well, a death of an immortal is very different from a death of a mortal. A soul will not be collected but, rather, their essence will be dispersed and eaten by the Abyss. When eaten by the Abyss, an immortal’s soul is believed to not be able to undergo The Cycle—and what is The Cycle? The Cy...

What happens when the school's most unpopular girl suddenly steals a kiss from the school's most popular guy? It could have been just another school year for Samantha Banks. Her aim was simple: graduate top of her class, leave town, and move to a good college, but at the same time, stay hidden under the radar. Yet, fate has set a different course for her. After their groundbreaking lip-lock, which Aaron found unjust and extremely humiliating on his part, he swore to make Samantha's life miserable. But, when an unlikely circumstance has pulled them both to suffer a same ordeal.. together, they soon discovered within themselves what it really means to uncover each others pain, mistakes, and beauty - layer after layer. *************** After School With Mr. Obnoxious Prologue “Hey, Aaron, you imbecile creature! ” Aaron Lanter stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he heard his name and the derogatory word that came after it. He did not like it. He’s Aaron Lanter, the most popular guy in school; every girl’s dream guy and every guy’s object of jealousy. He was the Aaron of Lediville High. Who on earth would call his attention by calling him an imbecile? The culprit was none other than Samantha Banks, who stood proudly by the countertop with her rather worried friends in the kitchen. “What did you just call me? ” Aaron asked. The party was beginning to bore him. He and his friend, Zack, decided to leave the party when they passed by the kitchen. “Imbecile,” Sam answered coolly. “Hey, spell imbecile, I-M-B-E-C-I-L-E. ” “You’re screwed, Sam, like down the sewer kind of screwed,” a girl who looked like a gothic doll said. Sam frowned at her. “That doesn’t even make any sense, does it? Oh, I feel warm fuzzies. ” Chloe was nodding her head between Sam and gothic girl to the rap music blasting loudly. “This is an amazing party. ” Sam had never been drunk in her entire existence. But in that gusty, Friday night, she let her best friend, Chloe, influence her decision on how she should spend her evening. If it were up to her, she would be curled up in bed, watching classic TV show reruns. In fact, it was what she had planned, but when Diana, one of Lediville High cheerleaders, announced a house party before the first period even started Monday morning, everything changed. For days, Chloe wouldn’t let the topic rest; she begged Sam to go with her, promised her they would leave the party before midnight. And on Thursday, Sam finally gave in and agreed to go with her. Chloe victoriously manipulated Sam to join in on the fun with half of the population of Lediville High. After a few arguments about the smell of alcohol in the entire house, Sam finally agreed to stay for four hours. It was the...

No digest~Six years have passed and Sabrina has moved on. She is engaged to a man she hopes will help her forget the love and fear that has followed her from the past, but when that past comes back to confront her, she realizes she isn't ready to move on after all. Her love for Giovanni Viagano is still as strong as it was before his brother kidnapped her and tried to kill her and Sandra. With his small daughter by his side, Giovanni finds the courage to try and win Sabrina back before it’s too late and she becomes the wife of another man. Can he convince her their love can make the dreams they once had come true. *************** Trust Me III; Sabrina's Dream Chapter One Summer in England was always such a delightful experience. Ever since she was a child in Kansas, Sandra was under the impression the sun had forgotten to shine on the British Isles. It was a mistaken notion she was happy to overcome, and this was one of those days that left her feeling content with the discovery. The late afternoon sun caressed the petals of the Tudor Roses that lined the front walk, and a gentle breeze danced among the long stems of wildflowers like unseen fairies bobbing and fluttering across each colorful pistil. In the distance, the sound of Max’s barking could be heard as he ran amid the legs of hefty cattle, causing them to grunt their discontentment with the brown shepherd’s interference. Sandra listened as Creighton shouted and whistled to the herd from the top of his black stallion. He and three stable hands moved around the beasts in an orchestrated dance that easily steered them back into the corral where they would spend the night. Sandra sat on the front porch rocking and humming a soft tune to her young daughter, Grace, as she slept curled against her mother’s breast. The image of her husband atop his sleek, powerful Welsh pony was one that made Sandra’s heart skip, her palms sweat, and her cheeks flush. It was a sight she secretly held inside, tucking it away between the pages of her own private, somewhat perverse, fairytale. Brandon’s laughter mingled with the soft clucking of chickens from the nearby coop, adding to the comfortable, relaxed feeling of the day. Sandra watched her son kick the soccer ball around the front yard with his young cousin, Justin. Much to their fathers’ delight, both boys were becoming very good players, considering their young ages. This gave Creighton and his brother Derek so much pride, they never ceased to inform all who would listen just how amazing their boys were, and how their futures looked bright as Football stars. The chime of the old grandf...

A summer fling, or true love? Mithra has lived all her life on the sidelines, preferring books over company and exercise. But now, she decides to take control of her life and become a more rounded person. In the midst of working, exercising and hanging out with friends, she meets Jason, an insufferable jock. But there’s more to Jason than what meets the eye, and soon, she can’t keep away. Set in Cyprus, the island of love. A sweet and summery romance novel, filled with the usual angst and drama. If you’re looking for a light read and guilty pleasures, look no further! Who will she choose? The sunny and confident Jason, or the dark and cynical Blake? *************** Turquoise Room with a View I stepped out onto the balcony, savouring the way the gentle and warm breeze caressed my shoulders and lifted the heavy curtain of my hair. In the height of Cypriot summer, the air was humid and the heat was sweltering. The days were for hiding in air-conditioned rooms, the evenings for a nice swim in the Mediterranean sea. The view from the balcony of the world beyond was incredible. The sea stretched wide and seemingly never-ending, until it met the sky in a perfect horizontal line. The beach framed the sea in a half moon, the golden colour almost too bright for the eyes as the sun’s rays reflected off it, making the tiny hidden corns of gems glisten. The sea, a deep turquoise, glistened like polished crystal. Gentle waves competed for the beach, and children leapt over them, giggling in their youthful innocence. To my right I witnessed compassion. A strongly built man held a delicate lady in his arms, an embrace that signalled love and trust. I stared longingly at them, wishing that I too could experience what they, spoiled beautiful humans, had been granted from the heavens. Feeling jaded, I dismissed the couple and swept my gaze to the left. On a sunbed lay a thin, tall man; sickly pale, the coarse black arm and leg hair seeming almost out of place. In both his hands he gripped a book, and I wondered how he could see the letters on the pages through his black sunglasses. I studied him for a moment, thinking that I too looked like that on the beach. I wasn’t particularly beautiful, with my oversized body, porous skin, and potato-nose. Not to mention the many other subtler imperfections lingering under the surface. And I too had an interest in reading, which is what I often spent doing on the beach. My mind projected itself outward, imagining how others might observe me, disgusted at how a large girl could sit there lazily in the sun, reading a novel instead of working off the excess fat on her body. Saddened by the t...

“Who are you?” His question was meant to be gentle but they came out as an angry ogre. She laughed at his question. The first chord of that sweet laugh was now trapped in Killian’s mind and heart. Slowly she stood up and walked towards him. She was within four steps of him and her scent was intoxicating. Vanilla and Cocoa Butter. Up close she was perfection in his eyes. Unconsciously he stepped forward wanting to be close to her for some reason. The pain, the memories none of it was on his mind. His sole focus was on her. “Name’s Mikel Rysdale. You can call me Mik for short.” *************** Second Time's A Charm Prologue Eight years earlier To my dear and quite honestly my only friend Kelsey, I didn't mean to sound so dramatic up there but ever since I received your penpal letter those few months ago, I have found peace and longing by it. The way you described your family ranch was a great contrast from this mausoleum I call home. As you know today is my eighteenth birthday. Not much to celebrate when life has been planned for you since you were sixteen. I envy you Kels. I know you do go through the same pain of loss as me but at least you have somewhere to go, something to do when you feel trapped. It's been three days. It feels like forever. Around this time daddy will be barging into my room and dragging me to the stables or sneak us to the mall or something. He wanted me to grow up as he did back in New Jersey. It still surprises me that he built all of this to make his family back then happy and kept at it to make my mother and myself happy. I miss him so much. I magically hoped that mother and I will get closer because we lost someone so close and dear to us but I was wrong. My schedule got longer and much more tedious. I found out yesterday that she applied to Princeton for me to attend my college years. I did not dare tell her that daddy and myself sent in applications to Cornell and the University of California. Only he knew my love for animals led me to be a vet. If she knows, I won't hear the end of her tirade. I still sneak out to go to the clinic. Hiram said daddy put things in place for me to go. Kelsey... I'm engaged. Well about to be at my birthday ball tonight. Yes, that should have been the first thing to tell you but it isn't a happy moment for me. Mother's best friend 'chose' me to be her son's 'perfect wife. ' Look up the name Dominic Heath and you will know why. Apparently, I am the type of girl her son needs to settle down with. They both have it all planned. Court for two years and by my 21st birthday ...

It was fate that brought these two complete opposites together and gypsy magic that turned their lonely and dishonest lives into a whirlwind of lies, lust and a love neither ever imagined possible. Gypsy magic and fates grand design bring together two people from different worlds in a love story like no other. *************** Dark Lords Love Prologue It was a warm spring Friday morning on the Greystone estate and young Xavier watched as his father Sebastian saddled his horse Thunder, he was in a good mood and was whistling a happy tune as he worked. “Well, boy about time for me to head out if I want to make it to Lyle’s before dark. ” Trying to act big Xavier followed his father through the stables trying to mimic his walk. “Lord Hunt says he has a surprise for me, I wonder what it is? ” His father laughed at his excitement. “You’ll just have to wait until I get back to find out. Now run and get your mother, I have some important business to discuss with her before I leave. ” Xavier quickly ran back to the house halfway dragging his mother back out to the stables behind him, making his father chuckle, “Damn fine job, Xavier. ” Looking at his wife with a flirtatious smile he beckoned her toward him with the crook of his finger. “Now about that important business. ” His mother Elleanor a dark temptress gave a throaty laugh as her husband pulled her in close kissing at her neck “I thought we settled all that last night or are you hankering for some more. ” Xavier watched as his father lifted his mother up into the air and passionately kissed her. “After last night I’d rather not go to Lyle’s at all, but duty calls and I won’t be gone long you’ll have to save all your kisses for when I get back. ” Elleanor leaned in and gave her husband one last kiss then licked her lips as she watched him hug his son. “Take good care of your momma boy, you’re the man of the house while I’m away, I’ll see you both on Sunday. ” Both Xavier and his mother watched as his father swung up onto his horse, then watch him ride away waiting until he was out of sight before turning and going back inside. “So, momma what was the important business? ” Elleanor laughed “That’s strictly confidential; when you get older your father will tell you all about it. ” Xavier shrugged then ran upstairs to play; the ho...

The Holy Game is over. Now Nikita has won both respect and support among the children of the gods, but she has come to face an even bigger crisis. After their painful breakup, her beloved Princess Amarisa has gone missing without a trace. Nikita believes that Amarisa has been kidnapped by the demons. Her heart is set to bring her back, and she will have to take on another terrifying journey with her avatar friends. In the meantime, the King of Asuras has reincarnated into the world. He threatens to lay waste to the Holy City-the central power of the Gods of Meru. As a Prophesied Child, Nikita must lead the avatars to the battle. If they lose this war, the rise of the demon king will be the end of the whole creation. |Sequel to Daughter of the Naga| *************** Return of the Asuras Chapter 1 My head felt as though it was stuffed with spikes of fire. I had wept myself dry like parched grass while cursing myself for failing to protect the one I cherished the most. The darkness had fallen mercilessly upon the earth. There was neither the glory of the moonlight nor the twinkling of the night stars. Even the trees that stood hovering over me seemed to hold their breath. Kesar found me curled up like a fetus on the ground a while later. She brought something sweet to my lips and coaxed me to drink. "Nikita, drink," she said. Her voice coated with tears, as though she'd been nursing a great sorrow within her heart. I opened my eyes and our gazes locked. Kesar's breath was like a warm brush of feathers over my tear-stained face. Her golden wings enveloped me as a bird in the nest standing over her offspring. "I will tell you of the message the princess has left for you," she said softly. My tongue could find no word upon hearing that, but my eyes sent her an obvious inquiry. What is it? "Her Highness had come to me before she went away, telling me she would be far beyond any reach, and that I must take care of you in her place. " A dark cloud of wild grief encompassed me. "I tried to stop her, begging her not to leave, telling her you love her, but she has convinced her heart and set her mind upon the journey, and she would not stay another day," Kesar went on. "I must not tell anyone, that she made me promise. Most of all I must not tell you. But how could I keep this secret while you're suffering? " "Where... " I croaked the word and tried to sit up though my tired form protested. My hands found Kesar's small shoulders, "Tell me... please Kesar... do tell me where she has gone to? " "She did not say, my lady, I do not know," Kesar replied with a saddened shake of her head. Remorseful tears welled up from my eyes like some spring with crystal stream falls over the ledges of a high precipice. "Oh Kesar, evil is...

London Peters, a girl full of snark and wit and one wicked sense of humor. Fierce and loyal, she's happy living her life the way she wants and with no complication. That is, until she catches the attention of Aiden Sanders, high school hot guy and one big complication. Aiden is used to getting what he wants, he has the looks, the money, and the status being the leader of the Venomous Six; the six hottest and richest guys in school. So what could he possibly want with London, the girl fiercely trying to stay under the radar? As secrets unravel and the world London knows to be true dismantles, she starts to question everything she knows. Can London ignore the fire that Aiden seems to ignite? After all he is one tempting poisoned apple. Will she have a taste of this Sweet Poison? *************** Sweet Poison Chapter 1- Worst Day Ever Could my day get any worse? I ask myself as I make my way down the hall to my first period class. Yeah, first period, my day has barely begun and it’s already a disaster. First, my alarm clock decides to take a vacation so I woke up late. I had to hurry up and take a quick a shower, get dressed, do my hair and all those things we enjoy to do in the morning. Frankly, I don’t even know if my clothes match not like I’d care anyways, it’s not like anybody will point it out. People know better than to challenge me, I’m not mean or the drama queen, I just don’t care about what people think of me. I’ve never noticed how long this hall seems to be, wait this is not the way to my English class. Where am I? This is what happens when I think, now I’m lost. As I try to take in my surroundings to make my way to class, which I’m like half an hour late to, I hear voices. I try to remain hidden I don’t need any teachers to think I’m skipping class, I do not need that drama right now. When I suddenly hear the thunderous laughter a scowl immediately forms on my face. I know that laughter anywhere, who wouldn’t? The Venomous Six, the school’s group of bad boys/ hottest guys. I immediately fasten my pace to get to class, the halls are empty and they are sure to see me if I linger. I cannot have that, not because I am afraid, no if anything they should fear me. I happen to know one of their dirty little secrets. One of the reasons I hate them is said secret, second is they just think their all that. So far I’ve managed to stay under their radar; I don’t know why all the girls fawn over them. What’s so great about them? They’re just pretty faces I’m sure that underneath their exterior they are despicable human beings. I was so into my rambling that I did not notice I ran into a wall, I really need to start paying attention. “Ow,” I exclaim sure that I was alone. “Are you alright? ” someone asks. Looks like I didn’t run into...