Nobela ni Author Gloria

Amara's POVStanding across the glowing river was this woman in a silver cloak. She had this intense vibe, like she was from another world but totally in charge. The water was all sparkly, throwing light all over the trees around us.Kael squeezed my hand tight. Don't trust her, Amara.I nodded, but I couldn't take my eyes off the woman. I know, but I need some answers.She held out her hand to me and said, Amara, your past is the key to everything for you. Come on, I’ll help you figure it all out.I hesitated. Kael was clearly worried, and that held me back. But I wanted to know what was going on that much more.I'll go, I said, taking a step forward.Kael looked surprised. Amara—I need to understand this, I cut in, trying to sound gentle. I'll be careful, I promise.He didn't look happy, but he let go of my hand.As I got closer to the river, the water just moved aside, making a path. I gave Kael one last look before following the woman into the woods.We walked without talking, de

Amara’s POVThe woods were quiet... Too quiet. Every little twig snap made me jump. Then they showed up – dark figures slipping out from between the trees, faces hidden by hoods. It wasn't just their moves -- so on purpose, so in sync -- it was the vibe they were throwing out: pure unease and a feeling that something terrible was about to happen. Kael stepped right in front of me, shoulders set, jaw tight. He was ready to rumble, no doubt. I could feel the tension coming off him in waves.But my eyes locked on the guy leading the group. Taller than the others, totally in charge, even with his face covered. Something about him… the way he stood, that little bit of where do I know that from that nagged at me. Felt like a ghost just walked out of my past, bringing the chills with it.Amara, he said, voice smooth as ice, cutting through the night air. Long time.I pushed past Kael, squinting, trying to see anything familiar. Who are you? Show your face!With this slow, showman type move,

Amara’s POVDarkness enveloped me, thick and suffocating. I floated in a void, weightless and disconnected, as if the world had ceased to exist. Then, a distant whisper pierced the silence—a voice, familiar and urgent."Amara... wake up."Kael.His voice was a rescue line, drawing me away from the void. I extended my hand, reaching for the noise, holding onto it as the shadows started to fade. Abruptly, a dazzling light pierced my sight. I inhaled sharply, my lungs stinging as the air flowed in. I opened my eyes and realized I was lying on the forest ground, with the canopy overhead swaying softly in the wind. Kael loomed above me, worry marked in every feature of his expression. A sense of relief enveloped him when our gazes locked. "You're up," he sighed, sweeping a lock of hair aside from my face. I attempted to sit up, but a surge of dizziness sent me back down. "What's going on?" I rasped. "You fell down," Kael stated, his tone strained. "Following that... creature assaulted

Amara’s POVThe silence enveloped us like a heavy mist, weighing on my chest with every inhalation. Kael and I were both injured, hurt, and smeared with the traces of the struggle—but it wasn’t the hurt or the blood that ate at my spirit. There was an awareness of something more sinister, something far more alarming lurking nearby. The figure that had been following us had finally emerged into the light. Kael was leaning hard against me, his hand holding mine like a crucial connection. His breathing was uneven, and his body shook with fatigue, yet his gaze—his gaze was keen, never straying from the trail behind us. "Amara..." His voice sounded raspy, every word tinged with sorrow. “Remain near." "We must get going." I agreed with a nod, my thoughts racing. Magnus was feeling low. Trina had left. And still, that wasn't sufficient. Something larger was approaching. I could sense it creeping beneath my skin, pushing against my bones. “Kael... who is that?” I murmured, my voice scarc

Amara’s POVI forced my legs to move even as my heart screamed at me to stop. Every breath felt like knives against my ribs. Kael's furious roar echoed behind me, but I couldn’t turn back. Not now. Not when everything was crashing down around us.Stay with me, Amara!I tripped on a fallen branch, gasping for breath, as blood seeped through the tear in my dress. My vision faded, but I persevered. The consequence of my inaction, my hesitation, would be the end.They were coming for us, it was inevitable.Kael swiftly enveloped me in a tight embrace, his strong arms securing me. I believe moreover, His aroma enveloped me, a comforting, grounding, and deeply familiar scent. I yearned to be enveloped by him, to be swept away from this dreadful reality. We were pressed for time.We know, “Magnus... Trina... all of them. They know about us.”Kael’s jaw tightened. “Then we’ll make them regret it.”I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe love could protect us. But love alone wouldn’t sto

Amara’s POV If I was strong enough to survive the darkness, I had to be strong enough to fight it too.The smell of smoke and blood still clung to the air, heavy and thick. My fingers trembled as Kael helped me sit up. Every muscle ached. My head spun. I felt like I had been broken apart and stitched back together by something I couldn’t name.But I was alive.And so much more had changed.“You’re safe,” Kael whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His hand lingered for a second longer than needed, grounding me.I wanted to believe him. I wanted to fall into his arms and pretend that everything bad had ended. But as I looked around the hall, I saw the truth.Fear still hung in the eyes of the pack members.The council still stood stiff, exchanging sharp glances like they were hiding something.And Magnus, though defeated, wasn’t dead.Not yet.I pushed myself to my feet, my legs shaky but firm. My blood burned under my skin, like something new had awakened inside me—

Elixir’s POVI felt like I couldn’t catch my breath. What I had just experienced hung heavily on my chest, making each inhale difficult. The courtyard was still vibrating with my father's weird energy—or, more accurately, the thing that wore his face. The torches swirled in the breeze, forming long shadows that slithered across the stone walls. But when I looked around, he was gone. However, something felt unfinished; I had the impression that whatever had occurred had not been fully addressed. Lucian clamped his fingers around my wrist, grounding me. "We need to leave. Now." I nodded, despite the fact that my legs felt unstable. Soren and Ewen exchanged glances before turning to face me, their expressions a mix of worry and something else—wariness, perhaps. As if they weren’t sure what to make of me anymore. As if I was becoming something they couldn’t fully understand.“We need to understand what’s happening with you,” Ewen said, his tone careful. “That wasn’t just an i

Elixir’s POVThe courtyard still smelled of shadows and damp earth. Though my father—or whatever he had become—had vanished, the weight of his presence clung to the air, pressing against my skin like a lingering curse.Lucian stood rigid beside me; his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles were bloodless. The tension in his body was a warning, a silent promise that whatever had just happened was far from over.“We need answers,” Soren said, his voice low, his blade still glinting under the flickering torches. “And we need them now.”Ewen nodded, his gaze locked on me. “Whatever he was, he’s tied to you, Elixir. This isn’t just about the past—it’s about you.”My stomach twisted. I knew they were right, but I had no idea where to start. My father’s words still rang in my ears: You will understand everything.But I didn’t. And that terrified me.Lucian turned to me, his expression unreadable. “You felt something, didn’t you?”I hesitated. “It wasn’t just him.” My voice barely broke

Elixir’s POVThe torches flickered and then went out completely, leaving the courty⁶in ⁸⁸⁹in total darkness. I felt a heavy lump in my throat as everything faded away, the last image stuck in my mind—my father's twisted smile, his empty eyes, and that unnatural chill that seemed to wrap around him.I couldn’t budge. It felt like my body was made of stone, and my heart was racing in my chest. My mind screamed that this wasn’t real, that it couldn’t be true. But deep down, where the dark thoughts lingered, I knew better.I had brought him back.Lucian was the first to react, moving in front of me, his growl low and dangerous. “That’s not him.” His voice was strained like he was pushing the words out through clenched teeth. “Whatever that is, it’s just using his face.”Soren quickly drew his blade, the moonlight glinting off it. “How is this even happening?” His voice was louder than a whisper, but the disbelief hung heavy in the air.Ewen stepped forward, his sharp gaze fixed on the fig

Elixir’s POVDarkness.It curled around me like a living thing, tendrils wrapping around my limbs, pressing against my skin like ice and fire woven together. It wasn’t just an absence of light—it was something deeper. Something ancient. It called to me, whispering my name with a voice that wasn’t mine, yet I knew it. Knew it like I knew my own breath.Victor’s voice cut through the void, low and firm. “Do not fight it, Elixir.”Lucian’s grip on my wrist tightened. “Don’t listen to him.”I looked between them. Lucian, wild-eyed and protective, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter. Victor, calm but unyielding, watching me like he already knew what I would do.And then there was me.I had spent my whole life running from what I didn’t understand. From the curse in my blood. From the power waiting beneath my skin. But now? I couldn’t run anymore. The shadows had found me. The only choice left was whether I controlled them or let them consume me.My breath shook. “Tell me

Elixir’s POVFrigid air hit me hard as I sat up, my whole body shaking from the lingering effects of the darkness. Lucian’s hands were solid on my shoulders, keeping me from totally losing it, and I could feel his heart pounding just as fast as mine.“It’s gone,” Soren said, but there wasn’t a hint of relief in his voice, just a boatload of worry.Ewen cleaned his sword, his eyes darting around. “No body, no blood.” He ground his teeth. “That wasn’t a normal spirit.”I gulped. “That wasn’t a spirit at all…”The room went silent, heavy like a wet blanket. The truth hung in the air. He-or whatever it was pretending to be him—was connected to me. I could feel it that way the shadows stuck to me, whispering things only I could hear. It was like some sick cosmic joke.Lucian squeezed my shoulders. “We gonna go. Now.”Soren nodded. “Can’t fight what we don’t get.”Ewen paused, then gave in. “Okay.”I took a wobbly breath and forced myself to move. Every step away from that creepy place felt

Elixir's POVIt was dark all around me - not just dark, but like being stuck in thick mud. Each breath felt like trying to suck air through a straw, and my lungs were screaming. The darkness felt alive, sucking the air right out of me.This can't be real. Please, no.But then I saw it. Standing right there in front of me was a figure with my dad's face. It was him, no question.Think you could just get rid of me by dying, huh? The voice was soft, but it cut like ice, wrapping around me like smoke.I couldn't stop shaking. My heart was going crazy, banging against my ribs. You're not him, I choked out, my voice shaky. He's gone.His face twisted into a slow, mean smile, and his eyes... they were totally empty. The kind, warm light that always showed on his face was nowhere to be found. Really? he whispered, taking a step closer. Or are you just now finding out the truth?I stumbled back, every part of me screaming to run. But my feet were stuck, frozen in place. The air felt heavy, and