Novels by pinopinospa1

SERAPHINA It felt as though the entire world had stopped running in its natural order. I couldn’t feel my fingers even when I wrapped my hands around myself. My fingers felt dead to me, but that wasn't even the worst part about all of this. There was something else that had started out as a feeling, it was quiet and subtle, like something shifting beneath my skin, something I couldn’t see but could definitely feel, and the more I tried to ignore it, the stronger it became. I sat up slowly and unwrapped my fingers around myself and pressed them against the edge of the bed as I tried to steady myself.“What is this…” I whispered.I could feel something breathing inside of me, like something that had always been there but had been sleeping, and had now finally decided to wake up, and now that it had, it refused to be ignored. My breathing deepened as I became more aware of it, the energy moving through me. I stood up, the moment my feet touched the ground, it hit me again, stronger

CAELUM Everything was ready and had come out just as I had planned it in my head. The borders were marked, the patrol routes were set, the weak points of the Lycan kingdom already calculated in my head, and if I gave the order now, it would begin, no hesitation, no delay, just war. But Vaelarion still hadn’t responded, and that silence was starting to feel like an insult. Three days....three whole days and yet... nothing. I exhaled slowly and dragged my hand across the map, my mind already moving ahead, recalculating, adjusting, building new paths in case he refused to cooperate. I didn’t need him, not really, I could start this without him, I could burn through the borders before anyone even realised what was happening. War was simple, I only needed to control the entry points, strike fast, and don’t give them time to recover. I knew how to do that, So why wasn’t I moving? My jaw tightened. I knew why, it was because my mind wouldn't stop drifting, it wouldn't stop going

ISOLDEJust when I thought I might have unlocked something inside, the hybrid, he got up without another word. He wouldn't look at me for another minute. It took me a while to notice that something about him had changed. It wasn’t obvious at first, just a subtle change that crept in quietly. The way his shoulders tensed, the way his expression hardened, and the way his eyes moved over me without the same intensity as before. There was an unmistakable look of irritation in his eyes. It unsettled me more than it should have.“What is it?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended, still carrying the remnants of something I didn’t want to name.He didn’t answer. He just reached for his cloth instead, wrapping it around his waist with a kind of ease that felt too detached, too indifferent, like what had just happened meant nothing to him, like I meant nothing.That thought sat wrong in my chest.“Knox.”This time he looked at me, properly, his gaze dragging over my body in a way that ma

ISOLDE The hybrid’s gaze on me travelled hungrily, his face reading every emotion now that he was just at arm’s length. My heart continued thudding faster in my chest. “little wolf." He started. "I want you to understand this: once we begin, I will not be gentle. And you will belong to me tonight in every way that matters.”Heat pooled low in my belly at his words. I was already wet and craving for his touch. How was that possible? I closed my eyes and tried to get the attraction out of my head. I was only going to offer myself as a one time thing, not to become an object in his possession. But from what it looked like, he was already operating the upper hand. The way my body pooled toward him was in no way ordinary. The hybrid closed the distance between us. His large hand cupped my jaw, tilting my face up. My stomach sank as the smell of him clouded my senses. When his lips touched mine, every fibre inside of me exploded into multiple pieces. The first kiss was surprisingly s

ISOLDE"What ritual?!" My heart pounded fast as the question escaped my lips. Instead of answering me, he just stared like he was examining me, then a wide smile spread across his lips. I watched as he turned around and crouched near the scattered remains, his movements were unhurried, like someone working through a process he had perfected long ago, and when his hand dipped into one of the dark-filled bowls, I realized with a sharp twist in my stomach that it wasn’t just liquid.It was blood that had been collected, measured and used. He dragged his fingers through it slowly, then began to trace something onto the ground. It looked he was drawing some symbols. I couldn’t understand them yet somehow it felt as though I could. He made out shapes that curved and intersected in ways that made my head ache if I stared at them for too long. The metallic scent thickened, suffocating me but I had to force myself not to look away.Every line he drew connected to another, the marks formi

ISOLDEI knew I was awake before I understood why I couldn’t see.It wasn’t the kind of darkness that wraps around you and settles into something familiar, this one was emptiness, a blankness that pressed too close, too suffocating, yet somewhere within it I could see something faint, like light trying to break through a barrier. The realization came quietly but firmly; my eyes are closed.I tried to open them but I couldn't. I frowned, forcing the movement again, pushing harder this time, willing my body to respond, but my eyelids refused to lift as though something unseen was holding them down. A slow unease crept into my chest as I tried again, my lashes trembling with the effort, yet the same blank nothingness remained.That was when I became aware of my body.The stiffness came first, then the tension, the unmistakable pull at my wrists and ankles. I shifted slightly, confirming it. I had been bound, completely restrained, and suddenly the inability to see became something far w