Novels by Rayo_Szn

At one point I leaned back, stuffed and happy, and just stared at him.Sunlight cut across his sharp jaw, turned the stubble golden, made his eyes look almost warm instead of their usual predator black.“What?” he asked, mouth twitching.“I can’t believe you did this,” I said softly. “Flew us to another country because I was hungry.”He set his fork down, reached across the table, and laced our fingers.“You’re not just some girl I’m keeping around, Sienna. You’re my Luna. My mate. The mother of my kid. If you want the fucking moon, I’ll figure out how to pull it down and put it on a plate for you.”My heart did that stupid flippy thing it always did when he got intense.I tried to play it cool. “Smooth talker.”“Only with you.”He squeezed once, then let go to pour more champagne—for himself only this time, the jerk.The wind picked up, whipping my hair across my face.He was out of his chair in a heartbeat, rounding the table, fingers sliding into the strands, tucking them behind my

Sienna’s POVThe SUV rolled to a stop on a crushed-shell driveway that curved like a smile toward the ocean. I stepped out barefoot—sandals dangling from my fingers—and the heat slapped me in the face, thick, salty, alive. The restaurant wasn’t some touristy spot with plastic flamingos and margarita menus the size of posters. It was a low, open-air palapa right on the cliff, thatched roof rustling in the breeze, wooden tables scattered like someone had tossed them there and decided perfection didn’t need symmetry. White curtains fluttered between bamboo posts, and below us the Caribbean smashed itself against the rocks in slow, dramatic explosions of foam.I couldn’t move. My mouth actually fell open.Luther came up behind me, hands sliding around my waist, chin resting on my shoulder. “Breathe, baby.”“I—holy shit, Luther.” My voice cracked. “This is insane. Like, Pinterest-board-doesn’t-even-come-close insane.”He laughed against my ear, low and proud. “Good insane or call-the-co

Sienna’s POVThe jet wheels screeched against the tarmac as we touched down, the engine’s roar fading into the warm, humid air of Mexico. I pressed my forehead against the cold window for a second, heart still hammering from the flight. The sun had just started to climb over the horizon, painting the sky in golds and pinks, and for a brief moment, it felt like the world had paused just for us.The door slid open with a soft hiss, and the jet steps lowered. Luther was already out, sunglasses perched perfectly on his nose, that damn leather jacket hanging off him like he owned the entire country. He glanced back at me, one eyebrow raised.“You coming, baby?” His voice was smooth, teasing, commanding all at once.I huffed, dragging my carry-on behind me. “Do you know how early it is?”“Early enough,” he said, smirking. “Trust me. You’re going to thank me.”The black SUV waited at the edge of the runway, engine idling, sleek and intimidating as ever. Two of his enforcers stood by, hands c

Sienna’s POVI was still blindfolded, hands behind my back, heart jack-hammering when the office doors banged open again.Heavy boots. Two sets. Not Luther’s.These were different, cocky, unfamiliar, and way too close.Big hands clamped around my upper arms from both sides, fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp.“No, no, no—” I jerked, twisting hard, but they were iron.A low, amused chuckle right by my ear.“Easy, princess. Alpha’s orders.”My stomach dropped through the floor.I thrashed again, blind and panicked.“Let me go!”The blindfold was yanked off in one rough pull.Light stabbed my eyes. I blinked fast, tears streaming.Two Alphas I didn’t know towered over me, grinning like wolves who’d just found a lost lamb.One had a scar slicing through his eyebrow, the other had a tattoo crawling up his neck.
Both wearing the same black-on-black enforcer gear Luther’s elite guards wore when they wanted to look scary.They started dragging me backward toward the door.“Luther!

Sienna’s POVLuther smiled.Not the sexy, crooked one he gives me when we’re alone.Not the gentle one he hides in my hair when I fall asleep on his chest.This one was different—slow, sharp, and carved out of pure danger.The kind of smile that made the air go still.The kind of smile that told me I was in trouble.“And what exactly were you wanting to eat, baby?” he asked.His tone was syrupy sweet, fake-sweet, soaked in sarcasm so thick it could drown someone.My stomach twisted.I recognized that voice.That voice was always followed by consequences.I stepped back instinctively.“Luther—” I tried.He lifted one brow like he was almost bored.“Hmm?”He took another step toward me, and I felt the heat radiating off his body through my thin shirt.He was close enough that I could feel his breath graze my cheek.“I’m dying to know,” he murmured, “what was so important that my pregnant Luna had to kick my office doors open in front of four territorial Alphas. Enlighten us.”Cosette sn

Sienna’s POVI shoved the doors open ready to throw myself at Luther’s feet and spill everything. Instead I walked straight into a wall of testosterone so thick it almost knocked me backwards.Four Alphas. Four.All standing around Luther’s massive oak desk like they owned the damn place.Luther was in the middle, arms crossed, jaw tight, looking every inch the king he was.To his left: Alpha Kai from the Silver Ridge pack, tall, blond, cocky smirk permanently glued to his face.Next to him: Alpha Rowan, the scarred beast from the Iron Claw territory, arms like tree trunks and zero chill.On the right: Alpha Darius, older, salt-and-pepper beard, eyes sharp enough to cut glass.
And leaning against the window like he was posing for a magazine: Alpha Jaxon, the pretty-boy playboy of the north, all cheekbones and designer stubble.Every single one of them turned when the doors banged open.Eight predator eyes locked on me.Me, barefoot, wearing nothing but Luther’s black dress shirt that

Celine's POVRiding through the streets of Mystic Falls, something felt really off about the environment. Everything seemed to have changed from the way I left it before I journeyed off from this city. The witches who I had once given hope looked like their hopes were taken away. Soldiers littered the streets like it was a war, and none of them kept eye contact with me. They all looked away from my eyes, making sure their eyes weren't going to meet with mine. At this point, there's no doubt that there's something wrong. But there's only one way to find out. “Something seems off about this place.” Luckily, Hale notices it as well. I take a deep breath. “I really hope it's not what I'm thinking about.”“What are you thinking about?” “Maybe I made a mistake leaving Mystic Falls in the first place.” I don't feel Alpha Damien connected to me anymore. That's giving me more reason to doubt everything around me. What if Vincent failed? I strike the horse, racing faster towards t

Arianna's POV I'd like to watch her do her best to show me how Celine is behind everything. Celine doesn't even have powers. Yes, she's a witch but she's entirely empty. She doesn't have magic or whatever so how can she possibly command troops to attack me. Theresa stands, grabbing my hand gently as she walks out of the room, leading me to her basement. “What do you want to show me?” “Patience, Arianna. You asked for this. I'm only about to show you what you asked to see.” No matter what she shows me, I don't think I would be able to believe her. The unveils an old mirror right in the centre of the basement. “Look into the mirror.” “I'm just seeing myself.” “Look closer, Arianna. Look closer.” My gaze narrows, taking a deeper look at the mirror. Slowly, my reflection suddenly disappears and then Mystic Falls castle suddenly appears on it. I startle, jerking back immediately. “What's going on?” She smiles gently. “That's Mystic Falls castle. Surrounded by

Arianna's POVTheresa calling me all of a sudden to have a discussion with me is something I didn't see coming. I'm pretty nervous to hear what she has to say. I take a seat right next to her, waiting for her to come out of her meditation state. It's also weird that she called me while she was in this state. This woman is really giving me the creeps, and I must commend her aura as well. It's way above the chart. Just look at the way she noticed me walking inside, and— I need to focus. Focus, Arianna. You're definitely here to talk about something very important. You shouldn't be messing around right now. Finally, she opens her eyes, turning her gaze towards me. “How do you like my house?” She smiles, making me feel a warm sense of welcome around her. “Thank you very much for your hospitality.” “Don't mention. You deserve even more than I can give.” “Why did you call me?” She smiles. “You're just like your mother. You always want to jump straight to the point without wasti

Arianna's POVI'm finding it hard to believe that Ralph is speaking from his right senses. How does he want me to believe that somebody I literally grew up with throughout my whole life would want to hurt me all of a sudden? “Ralph, I'm you must be stressed. That should explain why you're talking like this.”He shakes his head gently and then exhales heavily. “I'm sure it will be hard for you to believe. It's a shame that I can't prove it to you.” He's still going about the same subject. “I'd love for us to drop this topic. Let's talk about something else.” He clears his throat. “What do you want us to talk about?” Well, I've been meaning to talk about our stay here. From the look of things, it seems like we're going to be out here for a pretty long time. I love it out here anyway, but sometimes I wonder if my grandmother is doing alright over there. “How long are we going to stay in this realm?” I know that question is coming too soon. But I'm already feeling uncomfortable

Arianna's POVWhat's going on inside there? My heart races with tremendous fear, and the night slowly draws to an end, but yet there's no sign that this fight is going to end. The whole house literally crumbles under the weight of the magic inside there. It just looks like the whole thing is going to fall apart. But Xavier? He looks rather calm and reserved.From his demeanour, he looks rather convinced that this whole thing will end in our favour. But I don't feel that way. My insides feel turned over completely, and he races with throbbing fear. My palms already feel cold, and the pressure of blood pumping through my veins is causing me to sweat profusely. Suddenly, in the midst of the whole tension and the troubled heart, Ralph and Theressa both walk out from the burning building. I instinctively rush to Ralkh, hugging him tightly. But I snap out of the moment immediately and pull away from him. “Somebody actually missed me.” “That's totally wrong. I was only worried tha

Celine's POVHale knocks on the door, hoping to get a response. “Are you sure he's inside?” “Of course I am. Just relax and let me do the thinking.” “Fine. You can have it your way.” Standing outside here, I must confess, it seems like the man isn't home at all. But just when I had finally given up hope, the lock clicks and the door opens. His expression quickly turns into fright immediately he sets his eyes on her. “How are you doing, my old friend?” Hale smirks as she casually moves hom out of the way, walking into the house like she owned it. I follow up behind her because I don't want to seem too left out. “I…I wasn't expecting you, Hale.” he stutters, trying as much as he can to keep his cool. “Yes. I never knew I needed you until last night.” His brows furrow as he glares at her, puzzled and trying to understand the whole scenario. “What do you want from me?” Hale smirks. “Relax, hun. Have you forgotten the sweet moments we shared together.” “Don't start with this,