Chapters (132)
- COVER PAGE
- CHOSEN: LOST BOOK 1
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- INFIDEL: LOST BOOK 2
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- RENEGADE: LOST BOOK 3
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAOS: LOST BOOK 4
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
“Their deaths are regrettable, and we will hold another ceremony in their honor this very night. But the information that Johnis has brought us from his infiltration of the Horde city will surely save countless lives in the years to come. The fact that he himself wasn’t killed was a matter of pure luck.”
Actually, the commander’s words make some good sense, Johnis thought. The only problem was that he could only share some of what he’d learned, having sworn silence about his mission.
The Council wasn’t protesting.
“All in favor—”
“That’s not a punishment,” someone said.
“It is to him!” Thomas snapped. “All in favor, speak aye.”
The room voted eleven ayes, one nay. And it was settled.
Rosa was the first to rush up to Johnis. Then the rest, slapping his back or hugging him or shaking his hand.
“How you do it, I’ll never know,” Silvie said, kissing his hand and winking.
“We,” he said. “We did it.” He reached for Darsal and pulled her close. “And Darsal. And Billos. The four of us. We can’t forget that. Where’s Billos?”
They looked at the bench Billos had occupied just moments ago, but it was empty.
“He was just there,” Darsal said. “I could have sworn he was—”
“Where are the books?” Johnis asked, alarmed. He’d been rushed away the minute they’d returned, and he’d left the books in their care.
Darsal and Silvie looked at him with wide eyes.
“Where are the books?” he demanded.
“In his saddlebag,” Darsal said. “Billos has them.”
Johnis felt his heart drop into the pit of his stomach. He couldn’t explain why this small piece of information disturbed him so much, but he was certain that their mission to find the seven missing Books of History had just taken a very sharp turn for the worse.
“He’s going to use them,” Johnis whispered. “Dear Elyon, we have to stop him!”
TWENTY-SEVEN
TWENTY-SEVEN
Billos swung his leg over the stallion and dropped to the ground in the clearing. The sun was blazing overhead. Birds chirped in the trees. His horse snorted and lowered its head to feed on the grass.
He had to work fast. Knowing Johnis, they would be coming soon. This newly anointed major who could do no wrong. Not that he disagreed with the verdict—Johnis was certainly a worthy leader of men.
But the boy was holding something back, something about the books they’d each sworn to find. What couldn’t be said in the Council’s chamber was more important than what could be said. Johnis had gone to the Horde city for more than his mother. Having freed Rosa and Silvie, he’d stayed for more than the Horde girl, as he would have them believe.
No, Johnis had gone and stayed for the Books of History.