In a long-anticipated new vampire series by Morgan Rice, #1 bestselling author of The Vampire Journals (1,500 five star reviews), 17 year old Taylor Night, exiled from her trailer park in Texas to a juvenile detention camp in the rainy Northwest, tries to understand her mysterious power while surviving on an island of misfits. Taylor’s power is deepening—as is her crush on a mysterious boy—but when as assassin is dispatched, Taylor will have to quickly decide if she is ready to sacrifice it all.…
Lihat lebih banyak"Hello viewers. I'm Alicia Brown," The female anchor introduced herself," And you are watching Lightning News. Today's hot top is about Rose Group which was accused of stealing a project from Trust Technology. But after the investigating it was proven that all the accusations against Rose Group were false. After further investigation it was brought to light that CEO of Trust Technology purposefully falsely accused Rose Group because it's CEO didn't agree to become Trust Technology's business partner. CEO of Trust Technology even went as far as creating false documents and data to bring Rose Group down. But due to their unbreakable security system Rose Group has survived a what could have been a great catastrophe. Trust Technology has lost the trust of hundreds of people and has lost all of it's business partners. It looks like Trust Technology which planed to destroy Rose Group actually ended up destroying up itself. Now many new companies are looking to become partners with Rose Group. This is what CEO of Rose Group said in an interview, 'My company has various branches in this country From Technology to cosmetics to clothes to kids toys to jewelry. When I started off with the Rose Technology people said I could not do it that it was impossible to run a tech company for a woman who has no connection. But I did it and proved people wrong. When I decided to open Rose Cosmetics People again said I could not do it and I would end up losing my company. But again and again I proved them wrong. How? Because I was determined. My mind was set and I couldn't be swayed. Yes the risks were very high each time but I took those risks and made the impossible, Possible. And if people like Mr. Jones (CEO of Trust Technology) think that they can take this company away from me then they are wrong. I won't just stand still and watch my hard work fall into the hands of greedy people like him. Let this event be a warning and a lesson to those people who are conspiring against me. ' In her statement she has clearly warned off those people who are conspiring against her. It seems that Rose group should not be underestimated of it's power. Further more it's seems that Clara Rose of Rose Group has decided to open a Book publishing company giving an opportunity for new and young writers. Will Clara Rose once again succeed or not that will be seen in the future. Next up-" The television was turned off.
A man in his mid 60's putted the television's controller down and picked up his phone which was besides him on the sofa. He then Called someone.
"Tell Andrew that he can inherit the company if he can get Rose Group otherwise one of his brothers is going to inherit it. I don't care if he does it by marrying her or by any other means as long as he gets his hand on that company. NOW!" He gave the order and ended the call with a smirk.
"That punk will definitely call me after hearing this. " He said with an evil smile on his face.
15 minutes later Andrew Called. The old man had an evil grin on his face. He accepted the call.
"Give it to Justin or Drake (Andrew's older brothers) I wouldn't care less. I already have my own company and I don't need yours. You can't control me anymore." Andrew said with hatred from the other side of the phone and hung up.
But the old man kept smiling.
"I knew you were going to decline that's why I prepared a gift for you." The old man said to himself. He then called his secretary and ordered, "Mmm send him that file."
"Yes Sir." His secretary answered and the old man ended his call.
"Don't blame me Andrew but you chose the hard way. You chose to make things more difficult for yourself. So bear the consequence.
The journey back is harder.Jesse has clearly communicated my intentions of leaving to the group, and both Beth and Quill keep looking my way. Kathleen isn’t happy with my decision. Isabel and Anderson don’t care, and I don’t expect them to.Each time we stop, I make my campsite away from theirs. By now, it is a personal preference. Beth did try to stop me.“You don’t have to do this, Taylor,” she says to me as I pick up my bag. I ignore her, walking past her like she doesn’t exist. I won’t make the same mistake twice. I hear her crying later as I try to sleep. I harden my heart even when a part of me wants to go to her. It’s the same part of me that screwed me over the first time.It’s a couple of hours until dawn when I wake up with a jerk.Someone is here!I jump to my feet, ready to fight, when I hear a rough voice speak up, “It’s me.”Quill steps out of the shadows with a bunch of sticks in his hand. “It’s a cold night. Thought your fire might go out.”I don’t say an
I never thought that Lowenstein would say anything to them. Was that why they had been trying to keep me out of the plan to rescue Jesse?However, even if he had, they should have said something to me.“We have to focus on what to do now,” Beth says, and I look in the direction where everyone is sitting. “Taylor is our friend. I don’t want her to feel like this. We’re already hurting her. But I just—I keep remembering how she just killed everyone.”Quill comforts her, “It’ll take some time for us to come to terms with what she did. That doesn’t mean we hate her. She’ll understand.” I don’t want to hear anymore. Slumping back against a tree, I sink to the ground, tears spilling down my face.Understand?They can’t even look at me.All those words to placate me, to tell me that they will always be my side, were they ever true? If this had been Quill or Beth, I would have stuck by them. To know that they couldn’t do the same is a painful revelation.I lean my head back against
“What is this?” My fingers touch the edge of my eyes as fear begins to finally seep in. As my emotions get the better of me, I feel the coldness inside of me begin to recede. I turn around, looking at the carnage before me. Aside from a few of Rachel’s people, everyone is dead. I killed them.But instead of guilt, I feel nothing. They had it coming. There’s a small part of me that whispers that I should be more concerned that I took so many lives. But I don’t feel remorse. Instead, when I turn to my friends, I feel satisfied. I approach Beth, and when she flinches, I take a step back. “I’m not going to hurt you.”She must have heard the hurt in my voice because she hesitates. “I didn’t say that.”I look around at the rest. Everyone is in pretty bad shape. I doubt they can even move or be moved at this point. Jesse is in the worst condition, so I step towards him. When he tries to move away, I grit my jaw, holding back the pain of his open rejection, and lean down and break his
“They’ve not moved since we got here,” Anderson breathes. “It’s been hours. What do we do now?”Quill has a troubled look on his face. “They’re more organized this time around. It’s almost as if—”“—as if they’re expecting us,” I hiss. “They probably are.”From the moment we reached the campsite, we’ve been hiding out, waiting for the enemy to retire to bed, but the soldiers are taking shifts. Jesse is leaning against a tree, his body limp and bloodied. My heart is racing at the sight of him, fear for him making me nauseous. He hasn’t even stirred once!“We can’t delay this any longer,” I say tightly. “They’re clearly waiting for us. I told you we needed to come up with another plan.”“We can still grab him,” Quill argues, pointing towards where Jesse is half leaning against a tree. “If we stay out of sight, we can bring him to us. Nobody is paying attention to him.”A bad feeling is forming in my gut. “I don’t know. I don’t think that’s going to work.”But Quill and Beth exchan
“So, we’re decided then?” Quill says sharply as we walk. “Stick to the plan. Let’s minimize the violence and the confrontation. We wait until their guard is down. Taylor, you’re certain that he was unattended?”“I saw Jesse,” I insist. “He was alone. They were ignoring him. This is a solid plan. And even if we have to fight, I can handle it.”Quill shoots me a wary look. “I have to agree with Isabel from before, Taylor. You don’t know these powers yet. This could backfire.”I look down at my hands. I can’t explain it to them. I can feel this energy moving within me, all this power at my disposal. My energy is at an all-time high. I can do this!Beth voices her agreement, “Using your powers should be a last-ditch effort. Just in case anything goes wrong, and we need help.”“Wait,” I turn to look at my friends, suddenly taken aback, “are you saying I’m not taking part in this rescue mission?”Quill and Beth exchange a look, and it’s Beth who steps forward. “That’s not it. Look, Tay
JesseThe iron chains binding me are making my healing impossible. It’s been a couple of days since the ambush.I always knew that Rachel had a temper, but I had never witnessed it until I had thrown myself into the fight, trying to help Taylor get away. The vicious look in her eyes, the blood lust, is something I’ve never seen before.It made my blood curdle.When she ordered her goons to attack me, I tried to fight them off to the best of my abilities, desperate for Taylor and her friends to get away. Even once they had gotten away and some of her goons chased after them, she didn’t stop the rest from beating me. Beating is a mild word for what they did to me. All the while, she stood and watched, her composure in tatters. She looked insane, almost as if she wasn’t satisfied with the violence. Like she wanted more.For a while, I had vaguely wondered if she had intended for them to kill me. At some point, I had even stopped fighting back, only aware of the debilitating pain
It hurts.This constant gnawing sensation inside of my stomach aches. I’ve not eaten in days, not even a sip of water. My healing ability has all but vanished. I can’t even heal a small cut. I’ve become so used to having my injuries healed within minutes, depending on how bad they are, that the lack of healing makes me feel weaker and more vulnerable. My fingers are all bloody from digging into the cave walls.It’s hard to walk; I feel so weak.Staring at the fire in front of me, which is roaring, I feel like I’ve been stripped of everything. The stronger it rages, the more I crumble. But I can’t leave.Jesse needs me. My friends went through hell just to have my back. They paid a painful price for their loyalty. But I couldn’t protect them.I need to be strong. I need to be able to protect the people in my life. I failed to protect my father, my sister.It’s that determination that has me getting back up each time to fill the bowl, ignoring my battered fingers, the des
Lowenstein shrugs. “It’s a spiritual test. You have to tend to the fire for a week, cleanse your heart, and only then, do you step into the fire once you are ready.”“A week?!”“Time passes slowly in the cave where the fire is kept,” he explains. “Two hours equals one day. It should take you less than a day. But you cannot take any food and water inside with you. You are to go by yourself.”“What is this fire testing?” I ask slowly.“Resilience.” Lowenstein watches me. “Inner strength. Patience, maybe? I don’t know. It’s a spiritual test. Nobody knows exactly how you pass it. But you will know. Everybody who has passed this test, well, only two individuals, they always said they knew when it was time.”“Time for what?”“To step into the fire,” he explains. “You have to tend to the fire for a week ‘till it grows and then on the seventh day, you step inside. If you pass, it will break the manacles of magic around you.”“This is really vague,” I feel hesitant. “It doesn’t really ma
“What?” I stare at him. “But I’m telling you I saw it.”“There are only two ways you can see the sigil,” Lowenstein narrows his eyes. “Either you have fae blood in you or—”When he hesitates at that part, I press, “Or what?”He studies me. “That sigil is a magical seal. It was placed on those books to hide the content—well, on any remaining books that weren’t destroyed. After—” he pauses and regroups himself, “I stay near this village for a reason. That tree you saw the sigil on is also sealed. I am guarding that seal. The only person who can see a magical seal of this strength is one who carries the same seal. Or you have to have the blood of faes in you. And since you deny that, then it’s obvious why you were able to see those sigils.”His long-winded explanation has me gaping at him. “Let me get this straight. You’re telling me that someone put some magical seal on me. Like I’m some sort of inanimate object—”“Inanimate objects aren’t the only ones who get sealed,” Lowenstein r
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