LOGINAcknowledgementMy Quarterback Alpha has officially come to an end.I honestly cannot believe I am writing these words right now. For over a year, this story has been such a huge part of my life. I have spent countless days and nights with these characters, creating their world, watching them grow,
THE END : Epilogue - Aria and KaiKai."Happy birthday dear Cameron...""Happy birthday to you!"The room erupted into cheers but the loudest laugh came from the little boy in my arms.My son.Cameron Blackthorn.It was his first birthday now, one year old and sometimes I still couldn't believe it.
Epilogue - Alpha Magnus and Luna Evelyn Blackthorn of RavencrestAlpha of Ravencrest, Kai’s father. Magnus BlackthornIt had been ten years since I started visiting my son’s grave. At first, every step here felt impossible, every breath felt heavier than the last.Because how was a father supposed t
The commentators’ voices echoed through the stadium as confetti started falling around them.“The Black Birds are officially your League Cup champions!”The crowd got louder and I clapped, because even if things between us weren’t perfect...Even if a part of my heart hurt...I was proud of him.I wa
Epilogue - Adrian and LoganAdrian.The entire stadium was screaming with thousands of voices. Thousands of people on their feet, cheering as loud as they can.But somehow, I couldn’t hear any of them.Because my eyes were only on him.Logan.He moved across the field like he belonged there. The def
“I know..” I said. “You deserve nothing less.”I was silent for a while as we looked at each other, I traced every part of her face, her piercing blue eyes, her pale skin, high cheek bones and those perfect lips. I met her eyes again before I finally spoke.“Serena, I spent so many years thinking I
AriaThe wind bit at my skin, cold and sharp as I stood beneath the towering trees just beyond the edge of the hall. The further I got, the harder it became to breathe. My lungs burned, but not from the run. From the ache in my chest. From everything I had swallowed down since stepping into that pla
I stood there in the middle of the field, the words ringing in my ears, my chest tight. My father’s voice still echoing in the corners of my mind.He wasn’t strong enough. Wasn’t good enough.I wanted to scream. To punch something. To disappear. But I did none of those things.I turned toward the te
I turned away, biting my cheek. I didn’t know how to respond to that. No one had ever said something like that to me before. It wasn’t just a compliment. It was the way he said it. Like he actually saw me. We reached the lake moments later, and I gasped quietly. It was stunning. The water sparkled
But I wasn’t his anchor. I wasn’t supposed to be anyone’s.And definitely not his.My throat tightened as the memories returned, sharp and sudden like a blade pressing against skin. That night. That horrible night in Silverwood. I’d woken up with the scent of burning wood in my lungs and the sound o







