LOGIN“Lorien… it’s beautiful,” I whispered, turning to face him.He was watching me, his crimson eyes glowing softly in the dappled sunlight. His long red hair tumbled over his shoulders in loose, tousled waves, and there was something almost shy about the way he smiled at me—a quiet, vulnerable kind of
Lysaa's POV A little while later, after we dropped the kids off with Kamrynn (and made sure she knew where we kept the fire extinguishers), Lorien led me outside to the open field behind our home.“Are we walking somewhere?” I asked, curious.“Not exactly,” he said, flashing me a grin.Before I cou
There was so much glitter.“Princess Violet, do you take this humble knight to be your devoted protector?” Eina’s voice was sweet and melodic as she twirled a plastic tiara between her tiny claws. She and Violet had set up a tea party in the middle of the living room—a tea party that had apparently
Lysaa's POV No one tells you how hard it is to raise dragon hybrids.Not that there’s a manual for it, anyway. But even if there were, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t have covered what it felt like to lay five eggs, the agonizing weeks of incubation, and the terrifying wait to see if they’d all hatch s
“What the hell, dude?” he asked, squinting at her like she had just betrayed him. “We had a deal.”Arabella, blissfully unaware of the high treason she had just committed, let out a delighted squeal and reached for his face, grabbing at his nose with her chubby fingers.I couldn’t hold it in any lon
Kamrynn's POV Seven months had passed since the mating and Luna ceremonies, and life in the Obsidian Pack had transformed in ways I could hardly have imagined. What once had been a struggling, cursed pack with a heavy heart and dark future was now thriving in every possible way.Under Calvin’s lead
Kamrynn's POV The morning sunlight streamed through my curtains, warming my face as I blinked awake. Stretching my arms above my head, I let out a soft groan. Memories of last night came rushing back, unbidden and vivid. My fingers brushed against my lips, a traitorous part of me savoring the linge
Just then, like clockwork, a fragment of the nightmare struck me with brutal force: Draven’s face, cold and twisted with triumph. His voice—low, venomous, unrelenting—echoed in my mind: “All the detriment in this world stems from a lack of individual ability. You are only here in this position becau
Kamrynn's POV “I can’t stop thinking about you,” he continued, his voice trembling with intensity. “Your crystal blue eyes, your pink kissable lips, your intoxicating scent—it’s like a drug. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”“Kyven, stop this,” I said firmly. “You’re drunk. You’ll regret t
I headed to the food court, the enticing aroma of savoury food and sweet treats guiding me like a beacon. Thankfully, I spotted Luna Isla walking away just as I arrived, her sharp voice fading into the distance. Whatever trouble she had been stirring, I was glad to have missed it.Amara’s eyes lit u







