روايات بقلم His Majesty

Ravenna's POV "You look.... wow." Astrid's voice was breathy, her mouth wide open in admiration as she stared at me. "Vexley, you're stunning. Honestly, you're even more beautiful than Thalia."I blinked. "Thalia?""Yes," she replied, nodding. "She's Ronan mate and everyone thought she was the prettiest girl in the academy, but I think you're prettier."Of course, I know Thalia quite well. The beautiful Moon Crescent Princess.I turned to the mirror and studied the reflection staring back—silky black gown clinging to every curve, and my long raven-dark hair flowing down my shoulders in waves. The makeup was simple yet elegant, and a pair of striking silver eyes.I smiled faintly. "Thanks, Astrid. Let's hope the crowd agrees."Astrid grinned. "Oh, they will. You might catch Ronan's attention tonight."I didn't respond. Inside my heart twisted painfully at the mere sound of his name. If his name could unravel me this much, then I wondered how I'd react if I eventually saw him.______T

Lunarstrike Pack.7 AM.Ravenna's POV I slipped on my skirts slowly, feeling Damon's eyes on me. Damon is the Alpha heir of the Lunarstrike pack. It was a small pack in the southern province—the people were nice and accommodating. His gaze pierced into my naked back. The sheets were tangled and the smell of our orgasm still thick in the air. I reached for my bra and quickly slipped it on, then my blouse."Vexley...." Damon's voice was low and almost pleading.I didn't look at him. I didn't bother answering.He moved behind me, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. And I felt his warm and gentle palm, squeezing my clothed breasts a little bit hard as if he wanted to memorize me with my touch alone. I stiffened, my breath caught between protest and surrender as I bit back the moan threatening to escape my lips—I couldn't let him know how much impact he has on me."Please," he whispered, his lips warm against my ears. "I love you. Be mine. I want you as my mate. I want to marr

Ravenna's POV My stomach dropped. Something in his voice and in the way he thrusted into me earlier had told me something was wrong. And now he needed my help. “You did what?” I whispered, my voice trembling as I searched his face for answers. He held my hand, his gaze locked unto mine. “My love, I didn't mean to do that. It's a long story.” I could see the weight of remorse bearing down on him. The world stilled. This was really deep trouble like he had said.This was disastrous. The Moon Crescent Pack and Bloodmoon pack had been at war with eachother for a very long time. But yesterday the Moon Crescent had come to the Bloodmoon pack and extended a peaceful alliance. But now that Ronan had killed one of their warriors, it would only fuelled the battle.The air disappeared from my lungs. "Ronan—""It was bad," he said quickly, his voice low with fear and regret. "I lost control. He's unrecognisable. There's going to be a fallout, Ravenna. Big fallout. If they found out I killed h

Bloodmoon Pack10 PMRavenna’s POVThey said an omega’s place was on her knees. Scrubbing and begging.That was what Luna Selena whispered into my ear as she pushed me into the dirt that evening, her perfume choking me more than her words.“Pitiful slave, a dog the Alpha should have left for dead. Remember that.” She sneered, her nails digging into my chin as she forced me to look up at her.With heavy steps, I dragged myself back to my tiny room, wiping the tears on my face with trembling hands. The shame stung deeper than the bruises on my skin. Nobody cared I existed—nobody, except him. He was the only person who cared about my life, theonly one who chose to love me, a low life Omega.Suddenly, the window creaked. I froze, holding my breath. But I already knew it was him. His scent, like pine and storm, filled the room before I even turned. It wrapped around me, pushing away the cruel voices in my head like ashes blown into the dark.“Ronan…” I gasped quickly as I turned.The Alph

Seraphina's POV The moment I tasted that well garnished lamb, I felt my nerves calm down. That was the sweetest thing I had eaten in my entire life. It was soft, savoury and perfect. I couldn't get enough of it so I threw away my shame and ate like never before.Raising my head after I finished eating, I noticed Ronan looking at me critically, his face twisted into an expression I couldn't quite place.Now that he has fed me, would he want to have sex with me? My heart raced at the thought. Yes... I think he would and that explains when he's looking at me like that."I'm tired...." I said quickly. He didn't argue. Instead he nodded slowly, motioned to the maid and ordered her to escort me to my room.I was almost touched by his kindness, but he's an asshole. I reminded myself.______"That lamb is so nice," I told the maid escorting me back to my chamber. "Can I get more later?"She didn't answer me immediately. She just looked at me strangely like I have suddenly grown horns."....

Ronan’s POV"Your majesty.... Lady Evelyn is here," one of the guards said, his voice was firm, too firm.They said a ghost had returned. That a woman was found at the borders—filthy, broken, with silver hair and haunted eyes.I snapped my head up at him. Was he tired of living or something? How dare he try to deceive me? Did he forget who he was rying to play tricks on?I didn’t believe it.I refuse to.Of course I never believed she was dead, but her being alive too wasn't something I was prepared for either.But the guards had run in, almost breathless, their faces pale and words tumbling from their lips, saying they’d found her, I thought perhaps the years had twisted my hopes so cruelly that now they were seeing Evelyn’s ghost in every stranger.“She looks exactly like her, Alpha,” one of the guards insisted again.And that's what made me pause. They couldn't be risking their lives by lying to me.So I waited. And that was the longest I had waited in my entire life. Longer than

Seraphina's POVThe next morning before the sun rose, I sneaked out of the Rogue kingdom, out of the place that had somehow become my home for years and began my journey to the Obsidian Claw Pack. The journey was long and quiet as I sat in the backseat of the SUV van arranged by Damon, my hood drawn low and the scarf around my face untouched. When we arrived at the borders, it was time to make my entrance.The driver who rode the car dropped me in a highway close to the borders, and quickly turned back to the Rogue kingdom. I watched as they left, my heart racing. I really I'm alone now.Breathing in and out to calm my nerves and regain my confidence that seems to be slipping away like sand, I made my way towards the large grand gate.By the time the guards discovered me wandering near the territory’s entrance, I looked nothing like royalty. This was another of Damon's Idea. He did anything and everything just to make the mission believable because we've heard stories of how the great

Seraphina's POV “I am Seraphina of the Umbra Claw Pack, the last daughter of the fallen and long forgotten pack,” I began, my voice steady with purpose and quiet rage. “I give my name, my face, my soul to the shadows. In return, let me wear hers.” My voice echoed around the clearing as I enchanted the spell. I felt the wind stilled. The leaves stopped rustling. It seems as though the forest itself was accepting my words and we're in support of my actions.I knelt in the middle of the forest, the full moon casting a vibrant glow on me.The sorcerer, a cursed woman from the Vermillion Dusk Pack, stepped closer. She had a long, flowing silver hair which glowed under the moonlight and a pair of wicked silver eyes that spoke of her ancient knowledge on dark magic which have been banned several years ago. She was widely feared and revered as a twilight ritualist who had lived for more than a hundred year but she had never aged a bit older than a twenty-seven year old woman.She held out a