Novels by Speedwriter

Chapter 20 Ivy’s POV"What?" I whispered, the word slipping out before I even realized it.My mouth hung open. I couldn't close it. Couldn’t breathe, even. Had I heard Jack right?“You’re my mate, Ivy. The one I’ve been waiting for.”That one sentence sent my world into a tailspin. It felt like someone had opened a trapdoor beneath me and I was free-falling, my heart left fluttering in the air behind me.Jack, this stranger I barely knew… just told me I was his mate?He smiled, like what he said was casual. Like it didn’t just rip through the confusion in my soul and add another crack to the already fragile state of my heart.He walked to the passenger door and opened it for me. “Let’s go to school,” he said gently. “I’ll take you.”I just stood there for a moment. Everything inside me was tangled in knots. Should I trust him? Could I?Jack was kind. His presence calmed me. His words made me feel seen. But Damon…Damon had carved himself into my thoughts like a scar I couldn’t look aw

Chapter 19 Ivy’s POVHe lunged toward me with terrifying speed, his red wolf eyes blazing, his snarl echoing off the stone walls. For a moment, I thought he would rip into me. I didn’t flinch, I was ready. My own blue wolf stood her ground, furious and trembling. We were locked in a deadly stare, two storms circling each other.But then, he stopped.Just inches away from me, his massive paws halted mid-step. His claws slowly retracted. His breathing slowed. And without a word, Damon shifted back into his human form.I followed, breathing heavily, letting Vivian retreat as the blue fur vanished and bones cracked back into place. I gasped, now bare and trembling on the cold castle floor. I was completely naked, my knees pressing into the hard stone, hair falling in wild curls over my shoulders.He didn’t look at me with lust or anger. Just… quiet. Distant.He pulled off the shredded remnants of his robe, the one I’d torn in my rage, and silently draped it around me. The fabric smelled

Chapter 18 Ivy’s POVI didn’t know what came over me. I swear to God, I hated this man. I hated him,.loathed every breath he took and every arrogant word that came from behind that damned mask. But last night... something shifted. It was still me who reached out to catch him when he stumbled. Still me who ran to his side when he looked like he had lost every last bit of hope and was going to throw himself into the water.So why..why in the holy name of the Moon Goddess, was I now lying under the duvet completely naked, whispering in my mind, “Come touch me… Come take me…”?What the hell is wrong with me?My heart was thumping like it was trying to rip out of my chest. My legs tangled awkwardly beneath the sheets as my body burned with a need I didn’t understand. The door creaked open, and there he was, Damon. Still in that ridiculous mask that hid everything… yet revealed too much.His eyes widened the moment he saw what was under the duvet.And I expected it.I expected him to poun

Chapter 17 Damon’s POV“Get out!” I growled, voice hoarse with rage and pain.The maids and guards, Ivy, the healer and selene didn’t wait a second. They scattered like frightened birds, leaving me alone in the suffocating darkness of my chambers. The door slammed shut behind them with a heavy thud that echoed through the stone walls like a death bell.Alone again. Like always.I collapsed onto the cold marble floor, my knees buckling as though my body finally gave in to the weight of centuries. My hand flew to my chest, fist clenching over the cursed chain that burned against my skin like a branding iron. A sob escaped me, raw and guttural. My shoulders shook violently as tears streamed down my face. I wasn’t crying, I was breaking.“I can’t… I can’t do this anymore…”My fingers brushed the sharp, dagger-like letter opener on the table beside me. Without thinking, I grabbed it and plunged it into my chest. The pain was sharp, searing… but fleeting.The wound healed instantly.Of cou

Chapter 16 Damon’s POV“You’re mine tonight,” I murmured into her ear, my breath hot against her skin.She froze.Her back stiffened, and I felt the slightest tremble in her shoulders. I watched her, closely. Her lips parted as if to protest, but no words came out. Her eyes, wide with fear, flicked to mine. She wasn’t ready. Not emotionally. Not physically. Her body was here, but her soul? Her soul was already trying to escape.She didn’t want this.And yet I was here, towering over her, with my abs visible, fists clenched with desire and duty.I told myself it was for her good. That once this was done, once we consummated the bond, I’d finally be released. She’d get the happy ending she dreamed of. Peace. A life free of me. This was the only way. That’s what I kept telling myself. Repeating it like a sacred chant to drown out the guilt trying to claw its way into my chest.But the guilt didn’t stay quiet for long.Because the moment I reached for my trousers, I saw her.Her.Aria.

Chapter 15 Ivy’s POV“What? Consum… what?” My eyes widened in disbelief, my voice cracking at the edges.Damon's voice was low, dark, and sharp like a knife cloaked in silk. “Consummation. With me.”I blinked. My pulse spiked. “I— I can’t. We didn’t talk about that. We never talked about having sex. I’m not ready!” My voice broke into a desperate yell.He didn’t even flinch. Beneath that eternal mask, his lips curled into a smirk so smug it burned through me. I could see it in the angle of his jaw, the arrogant tilt of his head.“Really?” he said, tilting his head slightly. “I don’t need to say much. Just know I’m ready for tonight. We have to consummate our bond... for the chain to be broken.”And just like that, he vanished. Gone. The silence he left behind was louder than his presence.I stood there frozen, heart hammering, body trembling. My fingers clawed at my own arms as I tried to ground myself. What the hell just happened?Why would I have sex with him?No. No! That can’t ha

Lyra“I’m having a party this Saturday. I’m inviting you.” Rixa’s voice was light, almost playful, as she leaned from the front seat, handing out little invitation cards to Nick and Jasper.Her smile was too sweet for my liking, like sugar hiding poison. She pushed the card into Nick’s hand, then slipped one toward Jasper, who was sitting beside me.“What’s with your face?” she asked Jasper, her eyes flicking over the bruises scattered across his cheek and jaw. Her tone carried fake concern, but her grin lingered like she was enjoying the sight.Jasper’s jaw tightened. He shifted in his seat, avoiding her gaze. Nick must’ve taught him a lesson.But I wasn’t even there with them. My mind was far away, lost in the storm of Mirae’s face when she screamed those words at me. I hate you. The sound still rang in my ears, louder than anything else.I pulled out my phone, my hands trembling as I dialed Mirae’s number. My heart pounded, desperate for her to pick up. But all I got was the cold,

Lyra“Isn’t that…?” Nick's voice cracked as I tugged him away from the spot where Mirae had been. My chest felt tight, my head spinning. I kept replaying the image of her walking toward that silhouette, covered from head to toe. Who the hell was that?Nick’s grip on me was firm, grounding. His eyes searched my face, sharp with concern as we walked back. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.” His voice was steady, but his brows pinched, and I could tell he didn’t believe any answer I might give.“Yes, of course.” The lie slipped out on a sigh, my throat heavy. I tried to force a smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes. My chest still carried that sting of unease.“You are n—” Nick’s words cut short as we both turned. A wave of students burst down the hallway, running in every direction, their voices panicked and sharp.My heart leapt. “What’s going on?” I asked, panic rising in my voice.Nick pulled me close, his hand tight around mine. “It must be the cops,” he said quickly, scanning the chaos

LyraI couldn’t see who was coming, only heard the soft, uneven crunch of footsteps echoing toward me. My chest tightened. My hand flew to my mouth to stifle a scream. Whoever, or whatever—it was, was moving faster now.I spotted a loose plank nearby. Instinct took over. I grabbed it, gripping it tightly, my muscles tense. As a shadow grew in front of me, I swung with all my strength.“Ahhh!” The figure yelped, hitting the floor. Relief washed over me, but it was fleeting, the person scrambled up, chasing me.“Lyra!”Nick’s voice shattered the panic. He was suddenly there, grabbing me, his arms tight around me in a grip that almost made my heart stop.“W…what…” I stammered, words failing me.“I didn't know it was you…I was so scared, I thought I was being followed by Damian…sorry for hitting you.”“Shh…” he whispered, pulling me closer. His chest pressed against mine, warm and solid. I could feel his heartbeat against my own, steady, grounding.“I saw a dead body,” I breathed, pointin

LyraNick’s eyes narrowed as they locked on mine. “What is it? Why are you staring at me like that?” His hand reached toward me, worry etched in his brows.I froze. Nick still doesn't know that after that night I started seeing things..things that will happen in the future.So how could I tell him what I’d just seen? The blood at the corner of his mouth… the sign. That It meant death was coming for him. I couldn’t say it. So I forced a laugh and shook my head.“I was just staring at how handsome you look.” That wasn't partly a lie. Nick's always looking good.His ears flushed pink, and he looked down shyly. That was the first time I’d ever seen him shy. All because of my words. Something about it made me smile, though a heavy ache pressed in my chest.“You both should come and eat before the food gets cold,” Jasper’s voice cut in, snapping the moment.We sat down. Nick had cooked. I couldn’t wait to taste his food, not just because I was hungry, but because it was him.He pushed a dis

Lyra“Damian? Who’s Damian?” Mirae’s voice cracked as she stepped closer, her steps heavy, like her body was fighting against her will to move. Her eyes locked on the lifeless body on the floor. The moment she caught a clearer glimpse, her knees gave way.“Mirae!” I gasped, catching her before her body hit the ground. Her head fell against my chest.“She doesn’t know?” Jasper asked quietly, his eyes wide. He looked as though he had just realized he had committed some unforgivable sin.“She knows…” I snapped, my voice sharp, almost defensive. “But not all the details. So be careful around her.” I laid Mirae gently onto the couch, brushing her hair from her damp forehead.Before I could say another word, the body disappeared. Just like that. One blink and it was gone. My breath caught in my throat, and my chest tightened. I wasn't really shocked cause I had seen things even worse than this.“What—what did you just say again?” I turned sharply to Jasper, my pulse racing.“I said,” Jasper

Lyra“Wh…at? How?”The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. My eyes widened as the figure came closer into view. My heart stuttered.“You!” I blurted, half in shock, half in disbelief.The guy froze mid-step. He wasn’t even dressed properly, just a boxer clinging low on his waist, his bare chest gleaming with sweat as if he’d just stepped out of a workout or rolled out of bed. His sharp features tightened when his eyes met mine, and for a split second, he looked like a deer caught in headlights.And then, just like that, he spun on his heel and bolted, disappearing down the hallway as fast as his legs could carry him..A small, nervous chuckle slipped from my lips. I couldn’t help it. “Did that… just happen?”Beside me, Mirae stood frozen, her mouth hanging open, eyes stretched wide in shock. She looked like a statue, completely locked in place.Nick, still kneeling on the floor from moments ago, twisted his head toward me, his expression a mix of confusion and disb