Crystal Castle Series by T.L. Smith

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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66383 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)

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Death slays me, and I let him...

Kingdoms are broken.
The world has shifted.
We are not the same as we once were.
The queen is no longer the queen, but I am expected to take her place. The tricky part is I’m not sure I want that responsibility. My heart screams for Death while he stays as far away as possible, believing in the prophecy, whereas I believe in us.
But sometimes, that simply isn’t enough.
The real question now is… what do I do?

Cruel Queen is the second installment in the Crystal Castle series.

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Chapter One

“I know you can hear me.” A frustrated scream rips from my lips. “Grim, I know you can hear me, you asshole.” My foot makes contact with a rock, and I swear as pain shoots through my toes.

Fuck.

Shit.

Yeah, swearing is the new me.

I am a new me.

For the last few months, I’ve been living with the wolves, staying out of everyone’s way, and simply doing my own thing.

And I haven’t seen Grim since.

The Angel of Death.

The one man—if you want to call him that—who has ever made me want someone has evaded me at every turn.

And I know he visits. I felt it the first night when one of the wolves died. I simply knew he was there.

But enough is enough.

“Grim, I swear to God… if you don’t get your ass down here right now, I will…” I try to think of something to piss him off. But I feel like dying would be what’s needed, so I try a different tact. “I’ll kiss Bronik.”

He doesn’t need to know that I won’t actually do it.

Bronik… well, Bronik is handsome and fun to be around. There is an attraction, for sure. He helps me practice magic and strengthens my fighting abilities and skills. Basically, he is… nice. And my favorite thing about Bronik is that he doesn’t take.

Standing tall and absolutely delicious, Grim hasn’t changed as he appears in front of me. His long, dark hair is tied back, and he’s dressed in all black.

“Why must you test me?” are his first words, his tone deceiving, his expression unreadable. “I’ve told you… this cannot work.”

“Yet here you stand.” I feel his dark gaze wash over me–every inch of me.

“You cut your hair,” he declares, and my hand subconsciously touches the strands. It’s short. The cut sits above my shoulders. I disliked maintaining the length, so this was the easiest solution.

“Do you hate it?” I ask Grim, not knowing why I care if he likes it or not. He doesn’t want me, but the problem is everything inside me wants him.

“No, it’s more…”—he pauses, as if he is trying to find the right word—“… you.”

I smile as he glances over my shoulder and then focuses back on me. “You stayed with the wolves, even knowing Viper is on his way.”

“The vampires hold the castle. What am I meant to do?” I ask, with a slight shake of my head. “I’m just one girl.”

I see him take a deep breath and then sigh in frustration. “You are anything but just a girl.”

“I’m still learning,” I reply with an exhale, sure my feelings are showing on my face.

“Lies. You know how to use your powers.”

“I need more time.”

“You won’t have it.”

Then he’s gone.

And I stomp my foot like he can see me.

I head back to the house that Tanya and I share. Tatiana is with John as much as humanly possible, and the pack has started to warm to her. Well, somewhat. Most of the women despise her, but luckily the men accept John’s choice.

“You ran off to scream at the sky again?” Melvon is standing there, and I stop in my tracks. I poke my tongue out at him, which makes him chuckle and keep walking. Melvon wasn’t welcome here, but John let that slide since he helped save our lives. He tends to stay away from all the other wolves and does his own thing out near the boundary.

Bronik comes and goes. He shows up to train, then poof. Gone.

“Talia.” I stop as Tatiana approaches me. She grips my wrist and starts pulling me hard.

“Hey, that hurts.” I attempt to tug free, but she’s not having it.

She keeps pulling until we approach the tree line, and then she sits on the ground, her hands sinking into the earth–her being an Earth witch and all.

“Tatiana?” I squat down, so I am at her level. Her eyes are closed, and she’s humming something. “Tatiana,” I try again.

“Ohhh, Wings, how I have missed you.”

I stand quickly and spin to Valefar, who's now standing before me. He probes me with his black eyes before they fall to my sister on the ground. “You called?”

Shocked, I whip my head to look down at her.

“You didn’t call him, did you?” I ask. There’s no way.

“Oh, but she did. Sister dearest is in a predicament,” Valefar says.

My eyes shift to hers once more.

“I’ve tried everything, and nothing has worked,” Tatiana states with a grimace.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m pregnant,” she replies, dropping a bomb that has my mouth agape before I right myself. “I don’t want to be,” she adds. “But I can’t tell John that.”

“So why is Valefar here? You know he’s a demon, right? I mean, you can still think straight?”

Tatiana stands and rolls her eyes. “Yes, it’s new. The baby doesn’t even have a heartbeat yet, but I guess I conceived last week.”

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Advertisement Unlikely Queen (Crystal Castle #1) Read Online T.L. Smith http://www.books2020.com/unlikely-queen-crystal-castle-1-read-online-t-l-smith Tue, 05 Apr 2022 18:42:14 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/unlikely-queen-crystal-castle-1-read-online-t-l-smith Genre: Contemporary, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance, Witches Authors: T.L. Smith Series: Crystal Castle Series by T.L. Smith
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)

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The prophecy foretold of the true queen… In the new world, where the old world is long forgotten, an evil queen sits on the throne, and anyone who challenges her reign is a mortal enemy—I am that enemy just by breathing. The queen always gets what she wants, and she wants me dead. Then one day, my life is turned upside down by a prophecy naming me the one true queen. I was oblivious to the true roles of the two men in my life—the Angel of Light and the Angel of Death—as my existence hung in the balance. One man there to save me, the other to claim me should the queen succeed in her quest for my blood. But every time she nearly succeeds in my demise, my dark angel swoops in, pulling me back to safety. Making the world stop. Pulling everything back in balance. Tired of being hunted by the vampires, slaves to the queen, I decide to fight back. It’s the only way to survive. I’m going to tear down the wards one by one and free my allies—the witches and the wolves—and then I’m going to force the queen from the safety of her castle and claim what’s rightfully mine. Her kingdom.Her throne. Her crown.
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Chapter One

His touch brands my very soul. I can feel it all the way down to the depths of my bones. It’s like a fire licking at its victim and being drenched in ice water at the same time. His lips touch mine, branding me, marking my soul so anyone and everyone can see or feel it.

I am his.

In this moment and forever, I belong to him.

It feels like I’m in a daze. I shouldn’t know what he’s doing, but somehow, I know every single detail. It’s like a puzzle in my head, working it out, putting it together piece by piece.

A sweep of his tongue, and the fire smolders.

A bite of my lip, and the fire burns brighter.

My insides are shaking, not understanding but wanting as much as he can give to quench my insatiable need for him.

He pulls back, and in an instant, everything changes. I’m not blind. I can see clearly. His eyes shine brightly into mine, silver and steady. It feels like a drug is clearing from my system, cleansing me of him. I crave his intoxication once more—a hit—that one single touch or a single look can give.

“You feel it, don’t you?” My eyes close at the sound of his voice, and I shiver as it takes on an edge. “Now I need you to run… run as if your life depends on it. Because if you don’t, I will find you, and I will take you.”

Is it a malicious promise or a delicious threat? What I do know is that it’s one I delight in.

“The prophecy?” I ask, and he nods in answer, wings expanding out in all their glory.

And I find myself craving him once more.

“If it comes true…” he continues by way of warning, “…our worlds will intertwine. You will have more power than anyone could ever dream of, and no one will be able to stop you.”

“You won’t touch me again?”

I miss it already—his touch, his taste.

“I won’t be able to.” His lips meet my cheek, then the same words whisper once more in my ear. “Run, little fighter. Run.”

Chapter Two

All I want is to sleep right now, but Tanya is pushing my leg, trying to wake me. Kicking her, she falls backward, and I hear her hit the floor in a heap as I smile under the sheets.

“You bitch,” she hisses.

I pull the covers down as she rights herself at the end of the bed. She looks gorgeous, dressed and ready for whatever today will bring. With her hands on her hips, Tanya throws me her most menacing death stare, which is nowhere near as severe as she thinks. She wants to cuss me out—I can see it on her face—but she won’t. Tatiana is near, and she hates cuss words, unless they’re from her own mouth, that is.

I am the baby of my family. Tatiana is the eldest, with Tanya being the middle child. There are exactly three years between each of our births, with the three of us sharing a birthday. We also share the same thick, chocolate-brown hair and emerald-green eyes.

They say we look like our mother, who we miss deeply. It’s been years since she died. When you get sick in Cardia, only the rich get the help they need. Every potion we concocted to heal her, every mixture of herbs we tried to make her pain more tolerable, never worked on her.

And in the end, the sickness took her.

The word they used to define it was cancer. Today, it’s sickness.

We have never met any other family like ours, but there aren’t many families left in Cardia. Cardia was established before I was born and after things had changed for the worse. Our kind never mixed with others before the angels descended, taking over a world we are all deemed too incompetent to manage.

When they arrived, angry and condemning our actions, they destroyed everything we knew to be home and relocated us to what we now know as Cardia. Not everyone cooperated with the forced transition, many arguing that the angels had no right to exercise their authority in such a manner. While some never got to see Cardia for themselves, others—including my family—were lumped into their own wards.

That means we now have to play nice in the event we cross paths with ones considered undesirables. Those who survived are different and rarely ever see eye to eye. A mere grudge that had festered for thousands of years, beginning in the Biblical age, still haunts us in our present life.

My family are descendants of the great Witch of Endor, who had once been sought out by King Saul. Saul was a fierce, competitive man hell-bent on being anointed a prophet, his desire blinding him to a troublesome future that awaited. One particular night, under the glow of the new moon on the hill of Gibeah, he chanted his spell—a spell the Witch of Endor guaranteed would see his anointment.

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