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My Alpha From Hell Retribution
SephoraHer plan had worked. She had poured every ounce of fear and love and anger, every shred of her heart and soul into that shard of stone in her hands as she gave a mighty roar.The blast of her power being unleashed rippled across the crowds, people crying out and wailing in terror, just as that shimmering wave of atmosphere began to descend over the town. Only to be stopped by a blazing sheild of fire. The same sheild of fire she'd once used to stop Ambrose from falling to his death by the cove, Sephora now used it to sheild her family and her people from that toxic Igritann atmosphere.A small part of her trembled though, at the knowledge of what she was doing, at what she was sacrificing for her people. She knew she'd never be able to see her family again, but to loose Ambrose after all that had happened...Sephora's heart bled at the thought, but grit her teeth and continued to pour her soul into that stone. This was bigger than just herself and her mate, this was about the f
My Alpha From Hell Ashes
AmbroseHis body trembled, his grazed and bloodied hands shaking. He wasn't entirely sure how he was still standing, not just from the exhaustion in his body, but from what he'd just witnessed - what his mate had just done.He'd been battling with Vince relentlessly, the sly devil had always been quick where he might have lacked power. But where Vince lacked power in his physical side - he'd more than made up for in his tactics and the strength of his Soulborn power. That hideous darkness had hit Ambrose again and again, obliterating several of his obsidian shields before Ambrose could even get close enough to scratch the dark Lord.And all the while, Ambrose had been bellowing for Sephora down their bond. Trying to warn her about the shard of veil-stone, that it would kill her, that he couldn't lose her again, not again. He could endure anything else but losing her.Because if Sephora died, there was nothing to stop this new side of Ambrose dying as well - the side that only his mate
My Alpha From Hell Epilogue
The seven of them stood around the twin pyres in silence, watching the flames climb high into the sky, the wood splitting and crackling under the heat. The yellow of the flames reflected in each of their faces, sorrow and loss weighing down their steady gazes.Lady Valda's eyes were ringed with red once again, only this time the tears did not fall - she would never cry in the presence of Lord Rhonan, regardless of how she felt toward Lance and Megan. No, she had already cried in front of Sephora and Lord Daemon when she'd come out from seeing the healer, and that had been enough for the Winged Lady.There had been worry as to why her wing still hadn't healed 12 hours after she'd been hit by Vince's spear of darkness. Turns out he hadn't just shot through her bone in her wing, but through some vital arteries as well. Her accelerated healing had stopped her from bleeding out altogether, but in doing so had stopped the blood getting to the important muscles in her wing that helped her to
My Alpha From Hell Very Beginning
Sephora was kicking and screaming as they dragged her deeper into the forest. The night air was cold and bit at her pale skin until it sank into her very bones. But she didn't care, not as hands were gripping her arms and legs, while she thrashed in their hard grasp to try and get free. She growled in frustration and looked about her frantically; trying to determine how far it was back home, if she somehow managed to get free and make a run for it. But it was no use, the entire spread of the forest all looked the same, the towering pine trees above her started to look a lot like prison bars, as they still carried her deeper. She bucked and kicked again, thrashing and twisting, anything to relieve that iron grip on her arms and legs, but to no avail. This couldn't be how it all ended, she still had so much she wanted to see and do, so many days with her family that she'd looked forward to. She growled again at the four figures dragging her, their dark hooded faces r
My Alpha From Hell Choosing
[One day earlier] Sephora gave a sympathetic smile to the grocer after paying for a few cooking apples. But the poor woman didn't return the smile, instead she turned to her next customer, her tired grey eyes brimming with anxiety. Hardly a surprise really, everyone was afraid today. Today was the day of The Choosing. It was an event held every year on the day before the evening of Samhain; the night when the veil between the Mortal world and Igritann was at its thinnest. Whoever was deemed as The Chosen, would have the whole day of Samhain to do whatever they wished. Most of the time, it consisted of having one massive party, when everyone could get devastatingly drunk and have as much sex, food and drink as they could possibly feeling their stomach. For some people, they considered being The Chosen as the best way to go out. But once it reached midnight, The Chosen would be taken deep into the Leath Forest, where th
My Alpha From Hell The Chosen
Sephora pulled back her auburn hair, clipping it back with a black clasp in a half-down half-up fashion, and smoothing down her grey winter dress. Although it wasn't yet winter, on the run up to Samhain the autumn humidity suddenly drops at a rapid pace. Nights become cold, and mornings are frosty - Sephora hates the cold. "Sephora?" Zach's little voice echoed down the staircase, down to where she stood waiting by the door. Sephora turned and grinned, to see her little brother clambering down the stairs with a smile that looked like he didn't have a care in the world. She wished she could share her brother's optimism about the world. It wasn't as though he was ignorant of the events that were occurring around him; he just chose not to let it get him down - you would never see him upset about anything, he could always find the good in things. Sephora loved him all the more for it. At the last of the steps, her brother hesitated and Sephora kn
My Alpha From Hell Samhain
Sephora grimaced for the fifth time after looking at herself in the mirror, whilst reaching blindly across the table for a hair pin, to hold back another section of thick auburn hair. She had not slept well. Despite the warmth of the thick duvet and the plushness of the pillows and soft mattress, Sephora couldn't get to sleep. The duvet was so high that it reached her chin and began to make her sweat, despite the cold autumn air. The mattress was too soft, so much so that she felt as though she were sinking and couldn't settle her limbs enough to relax; the pillows were no better, her head felt like she were drowning as the feather down pillows smothered her. And the room being so light and airy, and the curtains consisting of nothing but some thin netting; the sun had indeed come pouring in through the windows - waking Sephora up at the crack of dawn. Now, even as the clocks tolled for 1 pm, Sephora still had dark rings under her hazel eyes, making her cheekbones
My Alpha From Hell Beyond the veil
So this is what hell felt like. All around Sephora there was screaming and wailing, unsure of where it was coming from; it took Sephora a few seconds to realise that it was all coming from herself. Her heartbeat was pounding like a drum in her ears, going faster than she thought was humanly possible. It was so loud, it was as though someone had ripped it from her rib-cage and shoved it inside her head. She tried reaching out, to hold onto something - anything, but there was nothing. There was no ground below her, no sky above her, no life-line to cling onto, that could help her. She was free-falling through the earth, and she wouldn't stop until she reached the molten burning core. Sephora screamed again, only this time no sound came out, she'd gone hoarse minutes ago. She felt like she was burning up, whilst being slowly cleaved apart from the inside. She couldn't see anything but red, black and orange, and she wouldn't have been surprised i
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