Valenar
What he was proposing to do would require an extreme level of skill. Gathered in his room at the Academy were six highly trained students, and some of Valenars closest friends, that had stood by him over the years. As the warlock lay on his bed, Satoshi the Baku stood at his head.
Some people outside of Ravenclaw would feel uneasy around the Baku
Warning triggering sexual scenes ahead.Mikhail woke to the sounds of birds chirping and according to the clock in his room, he had slept for over twenty-four hours and it was now five o'clock in the morning. The last thing Mikhail remembered was locking his jaw onto the Rogue Alpha's shoulder. Everything after that was kind of hazy...Tentatively he reached
They were finally completed, and Mikhail didn't know why he'd held out for so long. Their mating was a beautiful thing destinedto happen by the Moon Goddess herself.Basking in the afterglow and the surge of added power that traveled through his bloodstream like liquid lightning Mikhail allowed himself to fully appreciate the two people cuddled up next to him, as he began to feel excitement at the thought of spending the rest of his life with Ethan and Elena.'I am whole;he thought proudly, and a goofy grin trave
Dalvina didn't know what woke her, or why she tiptoed down the stairs. If anyone asked how she managed to get outside, she wouldn't be able to tell them anything. It was a compulsion of sorts.Out of the Academy's doors and into the night Dalvina wandered, phasing fluidly into her Lycan as she chased the enchanting smell. The woodlands lay a quarter mile up the road, and her beast sped on ever faster, trackinghim,stalking
"We have to follow him into the void!" Elena yelled as they pushed their power against the struggling Vampyre king. They all knew what that would mean for them."I will search for you for a thousand lifetimes, I will not stop until I find both of you."Elena vowed to her mates as the decision was made, "And we will wait for you in every one." Mikhail and Ethan made their own vows to their brave Alpha female."It's been a glorious ride." The Trimates said as they held each oth
Caroline wandered among the dead, gathering the remnants of the fallen heroes. Tears caused a river to run through the empty cavern of her heart as she came upon the familiar face of her grandson, lying amongst his mates' bodies, limbs everywhere, and yet the three of them still held hands. Gone to meet the Moon Goddess together in death as they had been in the final moments of life. Sometimes she wondered if she could still do this job, be responsible for sending children to their deaths for the greater good.The land around them was ravaged by the war that had claimed thousands. Black scorch marks made craters deep in the earth as wizards and w
"Will I ever get used to this?" April asked her mate as she looked out upon the carnage they had wrought. She was a gentle, nurturing soul and any life lost pained her. Though she considered this unavoidable, she still had a hard time dialing down her humanity. It's what would forever set her apart from other dragons. Adrastus sighed deep in his throat, his pale blue eyes sliding sideways as he peered at his mate, " It is nature's way to cleanse the earth through war, my love, and we are dragons. Violence is an essential part of our nature. Tell me, in times like these, do you regret the choice you made? Do you regret choosing me?" April took her time answering, but when she did, her words rang true. "I miss my wolf Adrastus, but Fleetfoot had to be set free in order for us to be truly bonded for life. I accept that and am grateful for my dragon form and all that comes with it, so no, I don't regret choosing you. How can I, when you are the keeper of my heart?" Together the
Up they rose, the Alpha Tri mates, hand in hand trapping Magnus in the circle, each one using their power to push against him, paralyzing the Vampyre while they headed towards the dark vortex opening up in the sky. With a scream that Isabella would never forget, the Tri mates hurled themselves into the hole, knowing they wouldn't survive the crushing pressure of the entry...and with their sacrifices came life for the werewolves they left behind.Isabella Stalker, Luna of The Howling Warrior pack sat by her mate's bedside. Her belly was slowly healing a
Raeann Romano stepped out of the limo, aided by her mate as she solemnly eyed the small church by the village square. Candles were lit, lighting the way intermingling with the fireflies, and hundreds of wolves stood in silence to honor the Tri mates, waiting to say goodbye to her brother. "Valenar, I don't think I can do this." Her lower lip trembled, and she buried her head in her mate's shoulder, wanting only to get lost in his arms and forget the pain. The flashbacks and memories leading up to that day were crippling. Why couldn't she understand? How could she have let this happen? Her brother had died because of her ignorance, and the guilt that came with that knowledge was unbearable.