Chapter: She PassedDamon's POVThe path glowed, then vanished. The whispers grew louder, directed at us now, twisting Misha's words, turning them into taunts. She will fail. Her love will not be enough. She will abandon you for her children. They will be alone."Block them out," Ava commanded, her voice sharp, strained. She pressed her hand against my forehead, her demonic energy, cold and stark, momentarily overriding the insidious whispers. "Focus on Misha. Focus on her strength. Don't let them break her… or you."I closed my eyes, picturing Misha's face, her determined gaze, the fierce love that burned within her. I focused on the faint hum of her creative energy, a vibration I could sense even through the encroaching void. She was fighting. I had to fight too.The void pulsed, hungry, desperate to swallow me whole. But Misha's image, her resolve, was a stubborn barrier against its relentless hunger. I clung to it, to her, to the fragile thread of hope that she embodied.Seconds stretched into an ete
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Chapter: The TestDamon's POVMisha's arm immediately went around me, steadying me. "Damon, are you alright?" Her voice was laced with urgent concern."As alright as one can be while being slowly erased from existence," I managed, my voice raspy. The world blurred again, the black static intensifying. The whispers, too, seemed to grow louder, focusing on me. You are weak. You are fading. Let go. Join us. There is peace in the void."It's attacking him," Misha realized, her eyes darting frantically. "The whispers are targeting him, preying on his weakness.""We need to hurry," Ava urged, pulling something small and metallic from her satchel. It was a finely crafted compass, etched with arcane symbols, its needle spinning wildly. "This thing can usually pinpoint any kind of magical anomaly. It's useless here. The whole place is an anomaly."The whispers intensified, weaving into a tapestry of my fears. Misha will mourn you. She will move on. Your children will never know your face. You will be forgotten.
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Chapter: HellfireA faint warmth. A whisper of heat, deep within my chest. It was a faint echo of the inferno it once was, but it was there. I focused on it, tried to expand it, to push back the encroaching darkness.The void in my arm pulsed violently, a surge of cold agony. My vision swam. I clenched my teeth, a low growl escaping me."It's resisting," I grated out. "It's fighting back.""It's afraid," Misha countered, her eyes gleaming. "You're pushing it. Keep pushing, Damon. Don't let it win."Ava watched, her fingers hovering over her phone. "We need to move. Now. The window for this jump-point is closing."Misha turned to her. "Ready the jump-point. I'll make sure Damon is cloaked." She pressed her hand over my chest, directly above where I felt that faint spark of hellfire. Her own divine energy, warm and vibrant, flowed into me, a gentle coaxing, a subtle reinforcement to my faltering will.A shimmer began to form around me, a faint, almost invisible distortion in the air. It was a complex wea
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Chapter: Past the Gate"They are… formidable. Ancient. And their numbers are vast within the Maw." Justin's voice was grim. "They sense divine energy like sharks smell blood in the water. Misha, your essence, the energy of the unborn triplets… it will be like a beacon to them. And the Echo of Creation, if it exists, would be the most powerful beacon of all.""So, we're bait," Ava concluded, a bitter edge to her voice. "Wonderful. I love being bait. Especially when the fishing involves creatures that eat time.""You will need to mask your presence," Justin advised, his tone urgent now. "There are wards, cloaking spells, and ancient angelic protections known to the archives. I'm transmitting the schematics now. They're complex, they require immense focus and power to maintain, but they are your only chance of traversing the Maw without being swarmed."Ava's phone pinged several times. She scrolled through something, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Looks like a lot of cosmic knots and prayer beads. I'll n
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Chapter: GuardiansThe chill spread, a deep-seated cold that had nothing to do with the infernal climate of Hell. My own personal winter had begun, a frost that seeped from the wound in my shoulder, coating my veins, frosting the edges of my thoughts. The world flickered. I clutched the arm of the throne, the polished obsidian biting into my palm, grounding me, if only for a moment.Ava's phone buzzed, then vibrated violently. A startled gasp, a flurry of hurried whispers, then Justin's voice, now a strained, breathless rush from the speaker."I have it! I found it! The location of the nexus point to the Maw. It's… It's a celestial anomaly, a tear in the fabric of the universe itself, not far from the remnants of the Aetheria galaxy. Hidden in a dead star's orbit." Justin's voice cracked, as if the words themselves were heavy, unwieldy. "It's called the Whispering Gate."Misha leaned closer to the phone, her hand finding mine again, a desperate anchor in the growing void. "The Whispering Gate? Why that
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Chapter: The MawJustin sighed, a sound of heavy resignation. "The Maw isn't a destination you just fly to, Ava. It's a dimension unto itself, a pocket of anti-reality. The only way in is through an ancient celestial nexus point, and those are usually guarded by… well, by things that don't like visitors. Especially not a Prince of Hell, a nascent Fate, and an angry half-demon.""Wonderful," Ava drawled, rolling her eyes. "Just when I thought this couldn't get more complicated. So, how do we find this nexus point, and how do we get past its disgruntled caretakers?""There are records," Justin said, his voice now sounding more determined. "In the higher archives. I can access them. But it will take time. And a significant amount of… distraction. They don't just hand out keys to the apocalypse.""You have seventy-two hours, Justin," I managed, the words a struggle. The darkness around the wound intensified, pulling at the air, at my awareness. It felt like I was being stretched thin, like an old photogra
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Blood Moon
Grace is desperate for answers, and her search leads her to a town teeming with supernatural beings. Here in Darkness Falls, Louisiana, she uncovers a prophecy that names her as the key to an ancient conflict, yet she finds herself ensnared in a web of distrust. Two factions, locked in a bitter rivalry for centuries, claim they need her, but their use of the term “Halfblood/Halfbreed" ignites a fire of indignation within her.
As she delves deeper into her lineage, Grace learns that she is half werewolf, a legacy inherited from her father. Yet the notion of being half human, as they insist, feels fundamentally wrong. The truth begins to unravel when a powerful vampire lord meets his demise while attempting to claim her for his interpretation of the prophecy. In that moment of chaos, Grace discovers a shocking revelation: she is not merely part human or part werewolf; she is something entirely unexpected, a being that neither side could have foreseen.
Now, she stands at a crossroads. Can she place her trust in the Alpha, who has emerged as her greatest protector amidst the turmoil? Or should she heed her instincts, which whisper of deeper truths yet to be revealed?
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Chapter: Mating RitualHe growls and pulls me closer. “Frank, get control of yourself for just a minute and then you can go all caveman.” He doesn’t respond. Fuck it. I will let him take control, for now. Frank rips my clothes off as he nips at my neck. It hurts, but not badly. I fall back onto the platform. He rips his underwear off. His cock is standing at attention and fully engorged. This looks like it will be rough. Fine. His lips claim mine. He presses into me, more feral than he ever has. He grips my waist tightly, pulling harshly against him. But I like it. I feel my wolf stirring. My vision blurs as bits of gold light dot my vision. “Frank.”His eyes meet mine, but his are wild and clouded. My skin prickles as his lips find my neck. I surrender. I arch my back offering myself to him. His hands roam my body, claiming every inch. His eyes darken before he take a nipple into his mouth, biting lightly and sucking it. I moan as I fist his hair, pulling him in closer. His teeth graze my neck as my nail
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Chapter: A White Knight? Fine, I will play along. I walk out the front door. I stop and survey the area. Nothing looks out of place. I don’t smell anything weird, at least not yet. I turn and look at the wolves. ‘Fine, let’s get this ritual over with.’They stop for a moment before one of them uses his head to motion to the woods. I walk aimlessly. Periodically, I glance back at the wolves behind me. They growl and grin. More wolves appear. They are all growling and snarling. So much for the alone part. Jack needs put down! I look around for any sign of a path or hint of anyone I may know. I am met with darkness, trees, and wolves. One lunges out of the shadows snapping at my face. “DOWN! OR DIE!” It hesitates for a moment. I need to find a weapon. I sprint in the woods, trying not to fall. Wolves are nipping at my heels. They are hunting me. Well, this isn’t the first time I have been hunted in these woods. I create some distance and look for cover. I need something to mask my scent. I spot a huge patch of
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Chapter: Not Enough‘You think I am here because of the mark?’ I sigh. ‘If you do, then you don’t know me at all. I didn’t want to leave you that night at Bob’s but my desire for the truth won out. I didn’t think I would be gone long. I planned to tell you everything too.Then fucking Armond! But no, no mark is controlling me at all. I am here because I want to be because I love you.’‘I love you too. It scares me. When you look at me, I see everything that I will lose.’‘I get that, but you went about it the wrong way tonight. You made me feel as if I was the problem, not a solution. You were like your pack tonight. You only want one thing and that’s for me to look pretty as I shut up and bow. You want me to smile and be your pretty Barbie Doll Luna. A fake and empty vessel. That’s not me, Frank. That won’t ever be me!’‘I want YOU. I want the real YOU.’‘Are you sure?’‘Yes, and know that I didn’t ask for this ritual. I know who you are to me. The Elders pushed for it. I thought they would drop it. I wa
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Chapter: Show RespectHe smirks, but there isn’t any amusement in his eyes. I know that this is serious, but I needed to try some levaty. “This isn't a game. I could lose all respect.”“Frank, you don’t understand. Since the blood moon, I have caught glimpses when I have touched people or things. I think some of that magic is still there. Jack is causing the dissension. He was the one who tred to get you to mark Scarlet so the could control the whole pack that way. I think he had something to do with your father’s death and perhaps mine too. I don’t know about that, but I will. I will learn to control this gift as long as I have it. I am not trying to disrespect you or werewolves. I am simply trying to convey what I see and feel.”He pulls me to him by my wrist. “Before I could figure this all out. Now that you are Luna it is different. You have to obey.” I try to break free. “You know that I am stronger.”I raise my chin. “Oh, I know, alpha. I don’t need strength. How about I just rip this dress off and w
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Chapter: Not ReadyHe scoffs. “You came all this way not knowing about the ritual that awaits you?”“I came to bid the fallen farewell. After all, a funeral is about honoring the dead. So unless the ritual is something to honor them, it should wait. Shouldn’t it?” This guy is so disrespectful. He has to be the one who claims to have visions. “Then perhaps you aren’t ready and Frank hasn’t explained it,” he says. He doesn’t respect Frank. His tone is clear in that instance. He thinks he runs the pack. I feel sorry for Frank. He needs to overhaul this pack or give it up entirely. I have yet to find anyone who is genuine besides Frank. I just look at the Elder. He says, “You must spend the night in the forest. ALONE.”I internally laugh. Chances are, lately I have spent more time in the forest than him. I also guarantee he didn’t outrun vampires or fight them in the woods either. He continues in an effort to intimidate me. “It will end when Frank finds you. Your wolf can help, of course.” This guy needs a
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Chapter: Saying Goodbye“Okay, but into what? This was all I could find at the hotel that wasn’t torn, bloody, or yours.”“I know. Come on.” His grip tightens as he leads me into the packhouse. He whispers, “With the Elders watching as they are, I will find something more appropriate for you to wear.”Instead of going into the old gothic house, Frank takes a side path. We don’t walk far before we come upon his ranch, the one he took me to after we first met. He leads me into a room with a huge closet. He throws open the doors to reveal tons of well organized women’s clothing. He looks at me. “Pick one, quickly.”“First a quick question, where did all of these clothes come from?” I don’t care if they are ex pack members or what, I just want to know so that I can make sure I don’t damage anything. I watch Frank soften. He melts into the man who I have come to love, not some alpha stuck on tradition and duty. He runs his finger over the dresses. “They belonged to someone special to me.” As I try to ask who, he
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Chapter: EndlessAfter Cassius and I made love, we showered, and I experienced shower sex for the first time. What I once feared has turned into pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. But I have been having this odd feeling and these weird glimpses in my dreams. I don’t feel complete, but shouldn’t I? Is it because despite finding my dragon, I still don’t know anything about my past. I barely remember what my parents looked like.While I dried my hair, Cassius changed the sheets. Being domestic with them has become such a strange journey. I went from doing everything to them attempting to do it all. I musf admit that being treated like a queen is strangely satisfying. He looks at me in my towel, “Would you like to sleep nude or wear one of my shirts?”He's standing fully nude near his dresser. I have never slept with anyone nor have I ever slept in the nude. I drop my towel and walk over to him. I cup his cheek in my right hand. “I want this,” I said, as I kissed him. We stood there sharing an intimate mo
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Chapter: Just DessertsClint’s POVSex has always been good for me, but this was different. It was effortless and Avery so naturally submitted. She is the perfect mate. I know that I wasn't ready for one, but I am glad that I have her. Carter is happy, too. After we cuddled for a few minutes, I got up and carried her into my bathroom. I ran us both a bath and washed her. I was never one for providing much aftercare, but I just want to spend as much alone time with Avery as I can. I have so much to make up for. I am no longer that boy who tormented her. I am a man…a man who will torment her in a whole different way. I want to push her limits, and I can’t wait to be under her when she reaches her true potential. She's the ultimate treasure, and I won't allow anyone, including my idiot brothers, to ever make her feel unworthy again.End Clint’s POVAfter our bath, I cuddled in bed with Clint for a bit. I left with the intention of going to my room to get some sleep. However, I found myself outside of Cassius’s
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Chapter: New Experiences I just had sex for the first time. It was only uncomfortable for a short time, and then afterwards, I couldn't find the words to describe it. I wonder if it will feel this good with all of them. I also wonder what it will be like to be with more than one of them at the same time. I look at myself in my bathroom mirror. I don't look any different, but I feel it. I also feel this ache. It is not a soreness type of ache, but one of longing. After I peed, I washed up and found myself masturbating, which was odd at first, but I couldn't relieve the tension coiling within me like a rattlesnake prepared to strike. So I sought out someone who could make me come. After lightly knocking, I went into Clint’s room. “Avery, are you alright?” he asked, as he switched off the nightly news.“Yes…but…” I stammered, not knowing how to breach the subject.Seated on his small sofa, he moved over and patted the cushion beside him. “Come sit. A lot has changed lately. Did you have a nice time with Conner?
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Chapter: Intimacy Regina says in my mind, “Avery, I was weak before and now I am not. I get stronger each day now, and soon, with the love of our mates, I will be at full strength and you will too. Nothing will ever hurt you again, I promise. Mating will only bring us pleasure.” I know she is likely right, but I have never even masturbated. I understand the concept of it, and sex, but not how it would feel. “C…Conner, can we try?” I asked, nervously. He smiled and nodded as he interlaced his fingers with mine. The two other brothers looked dejected, but I have no experience with men and there's no way I could handle all three at once, at least not yet,or maybe ever. “We will be in my room,” Cassius said, before he and Clint left. Conner went over to my drawer and pulled out my pajamas before he scooped me up and carried me to his room. “The pajamas are for after because you deserve to be comfortable.” He sat me down near the bed. “Avery, can you tell me what you thought this would be like?”I bit my
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Chapter: Hidden MysteryAt first, being marked scared me, because I am still coming to grips with what I am, as well as, everything that has happened to me. Regina wants to remain hidden, and I want her to as well, because something just doesn't feel right. We don't resemble any of the dragons here or their humans. Maybe it is because of the Mother’s Mark on our upper inner thigh or perhaps it is something else. All we know for sure is that the Trio are our mates, but something still feels like it is missing. I think that is why I must keep Regina hidden. Is that piece the green dragon with the silver eyes or am I just confused because of all of these emotions rushing through me?I nod to the brothers, signaling to them, I am ready to mark them as mine. I hold up my index finger to my lips. I watch it turn into a metallic shimmering talon. I don't know how long Regina can keep it looking this way without revealing more of her rare coloration, so I kiss it before I start to blow on it. My breath becomes a tea
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Chapter: Being MarkedAs I am walking with Cassius to the huge banquet hall in the palace where the ceremonial dinner will be held, a concern comes to my mind. I stopped and turned to look into his eyes. “Will it hurt to be marked?”He gently cups my face in his right hand, “A temporary mark carries with it a fleeting pain, but a permanent one only brings ecstasy.” Captivated by his tenderness, I rose to my tiptoes and kissed him. He smiled into it as his free hand pulled me closer. Breathlessly, we pulled away. Looking deeply into my eyes, he said, “Avery, I regret any pain I caused you, or any that you had to endure because of me and my brothers. I vow to you now to never again cause you an ounce of pain.” A tear left my eye because of the feelings that bubbled to the surface. Cassius smiled as he kissed the tear away. “I love you, Avery, and I intend to show you that every day from now on.”This moment triggered a memory.**Flashback**I was at the orphanage. It was shortly before I ended up in Naga. I
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Chapter: Family BondingThe grand dining hall, usually a bastion of refined elegance, had, in the weeks since the Confluence, devolved into a delightful cacophony. Breakfasts were now less a meal and more a strategic operation. Lyraeus, ever the picture of regal composure, still managed to eat his perfectly portioned moon-fruit while engaging Edward in a discourse on inter-dimensional trade routes. Sylas, nestled by the largest window, communed silently with a particularly stubborn patch of moss growing between the flagstones, occasionally offering a cryptic murmur about "the whispers of the earth."And then there were Vincent and Kaelen. “No, no, no!” Kaelen declared, her fiery hair practically sparking as she wrestled a piece of roasted boar from Vincent’s plate. “You eat the crust first! It’s the best part!”“That&
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Chapter: Palace GamesHe grinned sheepishly, nudging a displaced suit of armor back into place with his foot. “Just a minor… realignment. Kaelen! Are you hiding?”A mischievous giggle floated down from the upper balcony. “Found you!” Kaelen dropped from the railing, landing with a soft *thud* right in front of Vincent, her fiery hair a blur of orange and gold. She was wearing practical leather trousers and a tunic, a quiver of arrows slung over her back. “Ready to get your backside handed to you, big guy?” she challenged, a glint in her amber eyes. Vincent let out a mock growl. “You wish, Wildling! I’ve been practicing my new move!” He lunged, but she was quicker, sidestepping him with a laugh. “Too slow, buttercup!” she taunted, then darted away, leading him in a chase through the hall. Max entered from the opposite end, a large chunk of venison bone in his hand, gnawing on it contentedly. He watched the spectacle, a deep, rumbling laugh escaping him. “They’re good for each other, Bella. Keeps him on h
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Chapter: Quiet BrokenI winced. “My apologies. Vincent can be… enthusiastic.” “On the contrary,” Lyraeus said, a thoughtful expression on his face. “There is a certain… freedom in it. A raw, unburdened joy that is rare in my court. It is… disarming. And Ara seems to thrive on it. She even joined him, briefly, before remembering her royal decorum.” “She needed that,” I said softly. “She carries a lot of responsibility.” “She does. And she carries it with grace that astounds me. She is a queen born, Bella. And she is everything I never knew I sought.” His eyes, usually so serious, held a depth of affection that was truly beautiful. “Thank you for raising such a remarkable daughter.” Regina’s mate, Sylas, was a creature of quiet wonder. He moved with the rustle of leaves, his voice a soft murmur that seemed to come from the very earth. He rarely spoke unless it was truly necessary, preferring to communicate through subtle gestures and the ancient language of the forest. This made him a fascinating counter
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Chapter: AdjustingVincent’s jaw dropped, then a laugh, louder and more joyful than any I had ever heard from him, burst forth. “Bored? You look like you’ve been wrestling a griffin!” She snorted, a flash of fire in her eyes. “Only because there weren’t any dragons around! You look like you need a good run!” He took a step forward, his eyes alight with pure delight. “Oh, I think we’re going to get along just fine.” She launched herself at him, not in an embrace, but in a playful tackle. He caught her, a surprised grunt escaping him, and they tumbled to the ground, laughing, a tangled heap of wild energy. The solemnity of the Confluence was shattered, replaced by an infectious wave of mirth. The assembled Fae, initially shocked, soon joined in the laughter, a collective sigh of relief and amusement. This was Vincent’s mate, indeed. She was his chaos, his challenge, his perfect match. Edward, Noah, and Max stood by me, their faces alight with pride and a shared understanding. Edward’s hand found
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Chapter: Never BoringHer eyes closed, a profound concentration on her face. Then, with a deep breath, she plunged her hand into the light. The vortex pulsed, and from its depths, a figure began to coalesce. He emerged, tall and regal, his skin like polished obsidian, his hair a cascade of silver that shimmered with starlight. His eyes, though dark, held a piercing intensity, and a faint, intricate pattern of glowing runes adorned his cheekbones. He wore robes of midnight silk, adorned with constellations. He was a Dark Fae, but one of immense power and ancient lineage. Ara’s eyes flew open, wide with a mixture of shock and recognition. He was a king, certainly, but his aura was one of shadows and starlight, not the bright, diplomatic light she might have expected. He took a step towards her, his voice a low, resonant baritone that sent shivers down my spine. “Ara. You are the light I have sought in the deepest darkness.” Ara, for the first time in her life, seemed speechless. He reached for her han
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Chapter: The ConfluenceI laughed, a genuine, unburdened sound. “Vincent, your mate will be anything but boring. The Confluence draws out the perfect complement, not a carbon copy.” He sighed, dropping the sword with a clang. “Right. So, no more wrestling in the mud? No more late-night hunts?” “Perhaps with your mate, you’ll find new adventures,” I offered, a smile playing on my lips. He looked at me, his eyes earnest. “I just want someone who laughs loud. Someone who doesn’t mind getting dirty. Someone who understands that sometimes, a good roar is better than a thousand words.” I embraced him, pressing a kiss to his brow. “Then that is precisely what the Confluence will bring you.” As the moon cycle waned, the Fae kingdoms stirred. Messengers arrived daily, their wings shimmering with dew, bearing news of their own heirs preparing for the sacred journey. Edward and I spent hours in council, discussing potential alliances, the strengths and weaknesses of various Fae houses. The weight of our legacy
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