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Standing with Ayawamat and Orenda along the rocky cliffside of Neptuak Mountain, we keep our distance as we observe a blanket of darkness moving across Moraine Lake. From far away one might think it’s a bizarre black fog, but it’s something far more sinister. Thousands of eyti travel as one, their shadowy forms floating across the tranquil waters like sharks approaching a wounded seal.“This group continues to move south. They haven’t stopped once,” Orenda announces, the disquiet written all over her face as she watches the shadows below.“They would have had to encounter people several times before they got to this point,” I utter in perplexity.“They did, but they completely ignored them,” Orenda answers.I turn to her in astoundment, that unsettling feeling in my gut now growing stronger.“Whatever they’re drawn to, it has their complete focus. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s almost as if they were spelled. Like rats following the Pied Piper,” says Ayawamat with unease.“Cou
“Are you okay?” Derrick asks me while zipping me into my dress. I simply nod as I put my earrings on, my mind stuck a million miles away. Derrick turns me around, looking intently at me through his voluminous fake lashes as his eyeshadow glitters in the light. “Bullshit, and I know this isn’t because they dared use green spotlights in rehearsal today.”“I really do hate that colour,” I sneer.“You’ve been acting weird since you came back from your vacation. Did something happen? Did he hurt you?” he presses.I smile shaking my head, “Jartre was amazing. It was the most incredible experience of my life. I still need to show you all the pictures I took.”“Yes, you do, but that's not the point. If you're not upset about the getaway, then what is wrong? I know you, Ella, something has you distracted.”I sigh, leaning back against the makeup station. “If you had to make the hardest choice of your life, what would you do?”“I guess that depends on what I’m choosing between.”“Well, right now
Knowledge is power…everyone knows this.What people neglect to mention is the burden that follows suit. Imagine knowing every possible choice each person will make before they’ve even learned there is a decision before them… it’s a powerful thing. But being the one to guide each person, to ensure they follow the right path and preserve the future…well, THAT is the burden I bear.For thirty thousand years I have worked tirelessly to unite these people under one banner, to allow them to come together and fight as one mighty force, and now it’s time for me to break my silence. It’s time they all learned of the peril that awaits them so they may prepare themselves for battle.I appear before the grand, ornate doors of the Kartheca’s meeting hall, feeling the magic radiating from within and hearing the whispered conversations clear as a bell. I push open the doors and step into the large, stone chamber, breathing in the serene energy of the room.As I enter, each of my daughters, and our g
I take my place, standing at the table as the others take their seats and Oshmin comes to stand behind Yildiz with his hands on her shoulders. Right on time, Morrtemis, Merlos and Ezillus arrive. Sebastian and Lemuel understandably tense at Merlos’ presence and her smirk doesn’t help matters so I do my best to release an extra wave of tranquillity over the room, the others look upon each God in surprise and reverence.“Mother Morrtemis,” Amelia whispers in awe as she, Marcus and Chris lower their heads respectfully.“What a warm welcome, and a hello to the six of you,” Morrtemis greets, acknowledging the presence of their wolves, their eyes glowing in acknowledgement of their maker.“We’re all here, so this better be good,” Merlos says with disinterest.“Lighten up, Merlos. When was the last time we were all gathered like this?” Ezillus teases, nudging her arm playfully.“We’ve never been gathered like this,” she says brusquely.“Exactly! That’s what makes it exciting.”“Hey, all we n
Mei slowly raises her hand, politely waiting her turn to speak. What an absolute sweetheart she is!“You can speak, Mei, you don’t need permission,” Oshmin assures her with kind eyes.“But the nagata aren’t immune to the eyti either,” she says, chewing on her bottom lip with worry.“They aren’t, but you are,” I tell her.“Me?!” she shrieks.Oshmin looks from her to me with wide eyes. “Fucking hell Zarseti, is there anything you haven’t thought of?”“I don’t understand,” Mei says in confusion.“The nagata aren’t immune to the influence of the eyti, but the Golden Snake of Healing and Onyx Snake of Death are,” Oshmin explains gently.Mei’s frown only deepens across her delicate features. “But that doesn’t help my people. They’d be left defenceless.”“Mei,” I say gently, “Do you recall the battle where you took back Longsang?” She gently nods. “How did you save your people?”Her brows furrow as she looks deep in thought. Shaking her head when the answer doesn’t come to her. Chris gives he
The timer goes off, so I grab my kitchen towel and open the oven. The vegetables look juicy and caramelised in the pan and the chicken looks crispy and golden roasted. Using the towel, I grab the pan at both ends and remove it from the oven, but as I carry it to the counter, the towel slips off the edge and I feel the pan searing my hand.“Shit! Ow! Motherfuck!” I resist the urge to toss the pan and quickly place it down on a cooling rack, move to the sink and place my hand under cold running water.Before I even register the shift in the room, the burning of my hand is replaced by a soothing burn as Jartre appears out of nowhere, pulling my hand out from under the faucet, his touch immediately easing the stinging burn of my hand.“You’re hurt,” he frets, examining my hand with a furrowed brow. “What happened?”“I’m okay, I just didn’t secure the towel I was using and burnt my hand on the pan,” I comfort him. “It was just an accident.”He sighs, lowers himself as he raises my hand to
We’re panting, heaving chests and quivering limbs tangled in my bed sheets as we reel from our combined climax as the sun rises. My head is spinning, my lips are dry, and my throat is parched, but deep inside is that yearning once again; the yearning to be at one with him.“Jartre?” I say, gulping to lubricate my throat.“Yes, my love?” His hands glide up my back as he places sensual kisses upon my heated, dripping flesh, his hard length still firm and twitching with need inside me.“I want you to make me yours completely.”He turns to stone on top of me and I can feel the mix of elation and apprehension waging a war inside him, though it’s subtle, I’m getting better at picking up on it. He slowly lifts his head to look at me, his purer than snow, white hair a tangled mess from all my playing with it.“You want to complete our bond?” he almost whispers.I nod. “I’ve thought about it, more than you know and I know beyond a doubt that I can’t live being so close to you but so far. I wan
Hello! And welcome to the 6th instalment in the main Queen Among series line-up. Before you dive in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and major climactic events in this book is dependent on having read books one to five before this, beginning with A Queen Among Alphas. Each book in the Queen Among series has been meticulously leading up to the climax of this book with events continuing into the upcoming 7th book. While I welcome all readers to join these characters on their journeys and even encourage them to continue on with the next generation series releasing next year, I want readers to be able to have the reading experience they deserve, and reading this book before the others will impede that from happening. Now, I can't make you do anything, but I hope you take this into consideration before you begin. With that being said, on with the story! xo ADB_Stories ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don’t always get migraines, but when I do, I’m te