Novels by ihejiveracity

Kieran’s povThe moment I got back home, I burst in and rushed up the stairs to the room.I got in and saw her sitting on the bed.This was going to be rough.“Kieran? Where’s the baby?” She said as she got up.I entered and shut the door behind me.She stepped closer. “Where is he?”“I…” I looked into her eyes. “I don’t know.”Her face changed. Her smile vanished. Her lips parted in shock. “What do you mean?”“I went to the hut. It was empty.”“What?”“No one was there. Not the witch. Not the baby. Nothing was touched. Everything looked normal.” “No…” she gasped while covering her mouth with one hand.“I waited all day. I waited till night. No one came back.”“Maybe she went to a river or a market?”“No. She would’ve left a note. Or… something.”“No!” She screamed like a scorned woman.“No. He can’t be gone,” she said again as she paced around.“It’s strange. It didn’t feel right while I was there. I need to find them. I just needed to come back and check on you first.”Her hands tr

Kieran’s povI looked at her with love in my eyes. I had really missed her. How did I go on for months without her? Oh wait… I didn’t.I was always brooding and looking for ways to feel something by killing my enemies.It was a bad way of coping but it was needed.I watched her walk to the bed and sit as her hair fell over her shoulders in a dramatic way.She looked in many ways like someone who was healing. Like she’d been through so much but still believed there was something good to be found.I went over to kneel beside her.“Are you going to leave me now?”I nodded and reached out for her hands. “Yes, I am. I have to go.” Our baby was still with the witch. I needed to get him back.She pulled back a little. “I want to come with you.”I shook my head quickly. “No. You need to stay here. You’re still recovering.”"But I'm fine now," she argued softly. "I can walk. I can fight if I have to—"I cut her off by putting my hand gently to her cheek. "No, Sirella. Please. Just rest." She

Sirella’s povHe quickly lifted a hand. “She’s my friend. I trust her. She helped me once when I was near death. She’s the reason I made it out alive. She’s not like the others.”“Still…” I said, my voice trembling. “A witch?”“She’s kind,” he said. “Strange, but kind. I left the child with her because no one would think to look for him there. And she has protections around her home. Powerful ones. He’s safe, I promise.”I gaped at him. “But how can you be sure?”“He’s safe.”“Really?”He nodded. “Yes. And tonight, we’ll bring him home. But together. Now though . . . you need to eat.”I nodded and took another spoonful of soup, hoping the warm liquid could settle my nerves.He smiled a little. “You still make that face when you’re worried.”I blinked. “What face?” He made a face by pouting and wrinkling his forehead. “This one.”I laughed, an awkward thing that I barely recognized. “You’re annoying, ” I said .“You love it ,” he replied .We kept eating quietly for a few minutes.“D

Sirella’s povI woke up that morning and felt the burn of sunlight in my eyes.I winced and looked away as I looked to the window and found out I was not in a dungeon anymore.I blinked and looked around.There were no chains upon my limbs. There was no hard, moist floor for me to rise from.Gone were the guards.Silent were the screams.Just a soft bed. With a blanket. A real pillow under my head.I sat up slowly, my body moving without being held down for the first time in – I had no idea how long. My heart began to pound. My brain struggling to keep up with the peace I was having when compared to last nights chaos. Last I knew swords clashed. Bells rang through the halls. And Kieran’s voice… Kieran came for me. He found me. He saved me.I blinked back tears of disbelief.Was I actually out of Donovan’s prison?I almost laughed as I looked around the room.It was small and simple, but clean. A small wooden chair sat in its corner with folded clothes on a stool beside it. Before I

Kieran’s povI ran. I ran faster than I ever had before. I needed to get sirella out of this god forsaken place. With everything in me I burst through the forest like a bat out of hell and moved through like light.I had Sirella still laying on my back like she was exhausted as I felt her shallow breathing moving through her.“Don’t worry my love,” I muttered. “We are almost there.”I held her tight. My wolf gave me the speed I needed as I passed trees, jumped over rocks, and crossed through borders of territories. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Donovan’s pack was behind us now. The nightmare was behind us. But the war still burned inside me.The forest grew quiet again with the night sky growing dark. I could sss the stars above shimmering before my cabin bloomed in the distance.With a sigh of relief that I was finally home, I entered and stepped in.Almost immediately, the smell of rotting flesh and blood hit my nose as I grimaced.The old blood. The bodies I had left there when I kil

Kieran’s povWe made our way through the tunnel, war echoing in our footsteps. The pack had lost its alpha. They would shatter. They would turn on each other.“Donovan thought he could control everything.” I grumbled. “He was wrong.”Sirella looked up at me again. “Thank you… for coming back for me.”“Once we’re out of here, up north,” I said. “I have a camp. You’ll be able to lie low, get better.”She nodded and rested her head on my chest.I held Sirella tighter in my arms as we moved through the dark stone halls of the dungeon. Her skin was cold. She was weak. She had barely spoken since I broke open her cell and pulled her into my arms. The bells above were still ringing loud—so loud I could feel it in my chest. The whole pack knew something wasn’t right. They were searching. They were coming.It was clear they were looking for me but I would make sure to get out of here before they would find me.I had to if I had any chance in hell at making sure she was safe.We reached the exi

AMELIA I woke up feeling weak, I had been feeling weak for so long, but this felt new. I was also in a different environment, because it certainly wasn't my room. Events of yesterday flashed through my eyes like a dream of the night -- events! I sat up quickly, making my head sway a little, and I fought a bout of dizziness before I could concentrate. Percy had carried me outside under the moon, he had slit my vein and his to and let our blood touch. I remembered the pain, the pain which remained filled in me like a dull ache -- and then Percy had let me dtink from him. I drew up my knees to my shoulders, and rested my head on my folded arms trying to keep in the little warm I still had. Percy had done something very significant to me yesterday night, and he had not even bothered to explain what it was -- I had not even asked. I had simply trusted him, trusted that within that cold exterior, he had a heart. I could not even understand why, but I wanted to win his heart -- and

PERCYSomething seemed a bit off with the party. Usually at parties, I was calm and relaxed, but my wolf seemed to be telling me something, my wolf seemed to be on the alert, like there was a potential battle ahead although I did not sense any Vampires. Relegating my more canine nature to the background, I focused on the present. A few people seemed genuinely happy to see me, I had been away from much human contact for a while. The rest of the people seemed only happy I had shown up, and so they did not waste their best appearance. I did not even understand why everyone based so importance on hanging out with me. It was not as though I was some filthy - rich millionaire's son, or like I still played basketball professionally -- and only my crew knew I was an Alpha,very few humans even knew about Werewolves. There was just that unmistakable pull to me from the crowd, humans loved to gather around me, to do my bidden. I really didn't care about any of them though -- as long as they

PERCY I carried Amelia to my room and lay her on my bed. She still looked a bit under weight, but the lustre to her beauty had returned. Her dark hair fanned out all over my pillow in it's glorious curls, and her cherry bud lips were slightly parted as she drew in air in a belaboured way, her brows were slightly puckered even in sleep. She would be in this weakened state for over a week, or possibly longer. I had never known a human mated before, but hopefully she was more Vampire than human -- I didn't also know there was a day I would wish for that. She stirred again in her sleep and her delicate features twisted in pain. The moon goddess was still opening her up to me, her darkest secrets -- as it was, the few secrets she had were a petty quarrel with one of her cousins or childish anger at her Dad. I wondered if she would be able to take the weight of my own secrets, because they were weighing even me down. Even though Amelia had no real secret, the process still had to

AMELIA The Alpha pushed me away from him then, violently. So that I stumbled backwards and would have fallen if my back did not hit a tree behind me. I tried to close my eyes to the pain that threatened to tear me apart, but even shutting my eyes hurt. I wondered if this was a new torture technique, or if I felt this way because I still hadn't fed in a long time. I found I could not stop staring into his eyes, eyes that screamed of how much he hated me, and yet demanded that he own me. His very being seemed to be fighting to take possession of mine, to own the very breath of my nostrils, and inspite of myself, I laughed weakly. Who was I to deny him access? He had already owned me from the moment I had seen him at the frat party. I drew in a breath and surrendered myself to the pain and the subtle pleasure. If it killed me then I'd die happy knowing one thing -- that I'd forever belong to the Alpha Percy King. Surprisingly, the pain stopped sooner than I thought it would,

AMELIA Percy recovered quickly enough to pick me up again, but this time, his arms around me where so stiff, and I tried not to relax against the warmth of his chest. I still did not know where he was taking me, but I did not ask again. I was just tired of fighting, I could not fight him forever. I was tired of always having to watch his emotions. One moment, he would be furious with me and mistreating me, and the next he would be kissing me. Sometimes, he did not bother to stem his fury before he touched me, so that I tasted his anger, his disgust when he rammed his lips against mine. I placed my head against his heart and listened to the thudding of his heart, it was oddly soothing. I was cold and very hungry, and I needed all the comfort I could get. One thing was certain, he was the better fighter, the stronger one and at one point or another, I was going to have to submit to him in both pleasure and pain. I could oy hope he did not choose to bring me much pain. We reach

The night's air blew a whiff of the scent of roses to me, and for some reason, it reminded me of the long, empty, dusty hall I had just been in with the grandmaster of the Thinkers. That was odd since I had not noticed any scent of roses while I had been there, only acrid dust -- then it hit me! The only connection between roses and the empty grandmaster's hall was Valerie. I stopped running immediately as though I had suddenly run into a wall. Valerie. Why was her name coming up a lot in my mind today, and what could be the connection! But that was not a question I was asking myself, because I already knew the answer. The first time I had spoken with Valerie, she had led me into an empty dust-covered mathematics lab, and there had been roses. It could have been a coincidence that the Thinkers happened to like dust -- or maybe they were not even particular about dust, maybe that was just the place that was available for them, yet Valerie was becoming linked with the thinkers and