[Third person POV]Metropolis, a city with dreams and secrets, a city burying a lot of history, history that has suddenly started glowing as a new historical event is about to happen.“Princess Adelina, the roots of the dead tree are glowing,” a distraught cry enlightens the enchanted forest.For the first time in a thousand years, the tree that was deemed dead after the blood war has awakened.“What? Why? What is the Goddess thinking?” all the elderly mythical shapeshifters of the enchanted forest grumble.“What is going on? Why did the dead tree glow?” the fairy princess asks.“It is to prepare for blood shed,” one of the elders said, “it also prepares for the death of a kingdom.”The princess is both bewildered and terrified, though shapeshifters in the enchanted forest are more mythical creatures than they are shapeshifters, and they rarely go to wars and their kingdom is never challenged.It was worrisome, because though it was brief, she befriended Avisa, who went on to rescue h
Shapeshifters, humans had written tales and myths about shapeshifters. Most tales are complete fibers like the sexual depicting of sirens, many had written them sexual beings, others even portray them as similar to mermaid, they could not be more wrong. Well, the are other truths about shapeshifters I have read in books, the most common one is how a shapeshifter’s life partner is decided for them by destiny, otherwise named mates. Annoying system I know, but it is more annoying when your mate is a different spice from you, I know of a story of a werewolf mated to a mermaid, or that one witches mating with vampires. Mating in between races goes down centuries that purebloods are rare. Pure blood is most common with the royal family of said race. “This is a jackpot not only did we catch mermaids we found the rarest siren.” Running away from home was not the cleverest idea, well it is father who made me angry, angry enough for me to leave our home, submerged under the water, where us
He had lived his life in agony and fear, a vampire who had a target on his back from birth all because of a title. The crown prince, son to the vampire king and his late queen, he had lived to be a ruthless man because of this cruel world, he was not born a man he is. Dean Stoker, the crown prince, the man known for his temper and cruel nature. Though his little half-brother and stepmother had always been the source of his problems all the time, this time he had an even bigger problem, his mate. He had wished to never find a mate in his life, but fate seem to want to turn him into an even more vile man that he already is. In the back of his neck lay his biggest problem yet, the mark that keeps growing, the mark that ignites pain every morning, those blue scales. "Your majesty, a ship was spotted in the harbor, it must be the second prince again." His friend and partner Holden chimes, though it did not stop the mark from furiously soring it made him focus on his other problem. "He is
“How is this possible Lia? he is not supposed to remember.” She shouts as she struggles to break free from Dean’s arm, “is it because he is some royal highness?” “This quite a brutal scene you have created little siren.” “Do not call me that you bloodsucker let me go.” She glares at him with her deep blue eyes, he had never submerged under the ocean but somehow, he felt like her eyes symbolized the beauty of that is under the sea. “Ugh… let me go.” She struggles, before she swings her free hand, he knows this too well, he is not getting knocked out cold again, he catches her other hand. “You should behave little siren, I just want to talk,” he says, “at least for now, first let us apologize for the incident this morning, and by us, I mean you.” “Huh. How overconfident, let me go your highness, she might care about your status, but I do not I do not mind biting your head off right now.” She says shifting into her siren form, mesmerizing sight, her blue scales shined so beautifully
Though she was still confident, she had a hint of fear, enough for her to avoid the queen’s gaze. “What do you want Briar?” Penelope asks angrily, she had lived peaceful after that fateful day, and now this woman threatens her. “I want my daughter as the next queen, I do not know how her majesty would do it, but I believe you are capable.” She Briar Arnold answers confidently, she and Penelope were on the same boat, they were two greedy women who would do anything for power, and she need not to be embarrassed about her greediness as she felt Penelope was the greediest. “How bold of you to claim to kill the previous queen without a single hint of remorse.” “But her majesty killed her only friend for a throne.” Briar speaks, “does she has the right to act nobler than me? We are both wicked women and have no right to act higher than thee.” Penelope had busted into a laughter at Briar’s words, her confidence seems to amaze her, she had always known Briar Arnold to be a dumb woman ev
“Your majesty, we have looked everywhere, I don’t think there are sirens.” Holden reports for the fifth time this week, he had been tasked with the search of a certain siren that attacked Dean, but it seems there is no way to be found. “Also, it seems the queen and second prince has stopped their mermaid kidnapping.” “Is that so I wonder what that woman is up to now.” Dean sighs, he knows his stepmother well enough, she is the woman that gaslighted him into killing thousands at a tender age of 10. “And the new alpha for the Crescent pack is here to see you.” Holden says before holding his breath for an outburst, wolves and vampires we natural enemies but Dean Stoker and Arnoux Crescent were a different type of enemies. Arnoux Crescent was always known as the alpha of his pack from the first time he breath the oxygen in this earth just like how Dean was a crown prince from birth. And with Arnoux’s mother's relationship with the late vampire queen, Dean grew close to Arnoux, and the
“What the hell is that Arnoux?” Dean yells angrily. “My mate marks.” Arnoux sighs buttoning his shirt, “well that is what the warlock told me at least.” “But you found your mate already, that is why you became alpha of the pack.” Dean said. “No, my father had already made a plan on how he was going to fool everyone into thinking I am already mated.” Arnoux says, “glad it worked, anyway tell me where you found your mate and help me find mine.” “Are out of your mind do you know what can happen to you if they find out?” Dean speaks angrily, though he and Arnoux did not get along he still cared for him, well a little bit. “Relax there, you found your mate, what is stopping me from doing so?” Arnoux says nonchalantly, “I am here to get help not get scolded.” Though Holden was heavily hurt by this new development he was still happy to see the two friends care for each other. “I don’t even know who my mate is Arnoux, I don’t know where I met her.” Dean shouts, he was angry, angry at Ar
“I swear mother I don’t remember anything.” Dean’s youthful drowsy voice can be heard in echoes, a little 10-year boy made to shoulder the burden older than him. “You killed the Crescent pack’s Luna that is what you did, how ruthless of you.” Penelope scolds, the little vampire who stood next to a lifeless body, “did the tittle make you feel so unstoppable enough to kill the Luna?” “I didn’t, I didn’t do it, I swear.” Young Dean cries. Penelope had called the guards to drag him to the dungeon, “make sure he is locked in tight; we have many guests, we don’t want this ruthless animal to kill any more of our guest.” Penelope chimes with a smirk on her face. “Your majesty?” Holden shouted for the second time, he ran to Dean’s room as soon as he heard screams and groans. With the third call Dean had woken from his nightmare, his body drenched with sweat with both his pants and shirt drizzling droplets of his sweat and gasping with every breath. “Get me some water.” He tells Holden in