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The Council of Fire and Fury
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The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Light That Lies
Riley The world was made of light. No shadows. No wind. No sound. Just brightness so heavy it felt like air turned to glass. When I tried to move, my limbs trembled — too heavy, too slow, like they’d forgotten gravity. My throat burned when I spoke. “Hello?” No echo. The sound fell flat, like light swallowed it before it could bounce back. The walls shimmered, golden and soft as silk, but the floor pulsed faintly under my feet, alive — like the heartbeat of something divine. My heartbeat didn’t match it. Mine stuttered. Uneven. Wrong. I didn’t know my name. I didn’t know how I got here. I didn’t know anything. And that — that emptiness — terrified me more than the light. A voice came before the shape. Deep. Measured. Terrifyingly calm. > “You are safe now, my daughter.” I turned. A figure stood inside the brightness, not lit by it but made of it. His face was all sharp lines and gold, his hair catching like a live flame. His eyes were the color of dawn — beautiful and
The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Border of Burning Day
Kael Dawn rose wrong. Not pink. Not gold. A white-hot glare that made the horizon look like a blade pulled from the forge and pressed against the world’s throat. The northern wind arrived late and stank of metal; even the horses pinned their ears and rolled eyes rimmed in white. “The Sun Court,” Varyn said, low. “We’re close.” Selene’s second clue had spit us out onto a high tableland of black glass and thorn. Ahead lay the Dayline—a ragged seam where our sky ended and Solen’s began. Even the clouds knew the treaty; they wouldn’t cross. They stacked above us like a fleet refusing to sail. Lumi shaded her eyes with a dirty sleeve and squinted into the glare. “Looks friendly.” “Nothing beyond that border is friendly,” Lira answered, tightening the strap on her bracer. “Not even the dust.” Lumi glanced at me. “So… plan?” “Same as before,” I said. “We walk in anyway.” She made a face. “Majesty, with respect—and this is the most respectful face I own—that’s not a plan. That’s a pe
The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Shadow Canyons
KaelThe river that ran uphill ended in a wound.Stone split the earth like a scar, opening into a canyon whose depths swallowed light.The air hummed with something old—older than the Moon, older than names.Selene’s second clue had said: Find the road where shadows burn.We’d found it.It didn’t look like a road. It looked like a dare.Lumi whistled low. “Looks cozy.”“Stay close,” I said.“Define close. I don’t want to accidentally walk into your royal aura and combust.”Varyn muttered, “You already do that every ten minutes.”She grinned. “Then I’m consistent.”I should’ve been afraid. Instead, I smiled—tired, unwilling, grateful.We led the horses in single file. The path narrowed, edges crumbling under boots.The sun above dimmed too fast, swallowed by walls of obsidian rock.At the first turn, the light vanished completely.I lit a torch. It hissed.The flame burned black.Lira murmured a prayer. “Fire shouldn’t do that.”“No,” I said. “It shouldn’t.”The canyon breathed back.
The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Road That Roars
KaelSelene said go, so we went.No banners. No speeches. Just six riders and one overly opinionated war-stallion stepping out of the northern postern before the palace remembered how to ask where are you going.The city didn’t wake—it flinched.Rumor had already outrun us: the Lycan King had lost his mate; the Moon had taken her; the Sun had claimed her.But before I hunted gods, I had to fix men.We crossed the lower square at dawn. The air bit like unfinished truth.I dismounted, because laws spoken from horseback sound like threats, not promises.“By decree of the Lycan Crown,” I said, my voice carrying clean across the cold, “Lycans and Werewolves stand as equals—by blood, by law, by right.”A murmur swept through the crowd like a half-remembered prayer.“From this day,” I continued, “no collar shall touch a Werewolf’s neck. No oath forced in fear will bind. Those who enslave them defy not me, but the balance itself.”No cheers. No applause. Only disbelief.I tore the parchment i
The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Madness of the Moon
KaelThe palace forgot how to breathe.It should have been loud at dawn—boots crossing flagstones, the mutter of kitchens, practice steel kissing in the yard—but everything woke wrong, like the castle had rolled onto its side in sleep and never turned back. Sound arrived late and left early. Footfalls faded before they finished.She had been gone barely a night.It felt like centuries taught themselves new calendars.I stood in the corridor outside my chambers with one palm against the stone. Once, Riley had laughed here—low, wicked, victorious—because I’d tried to carry her and tripped on a discarded scabbard.“Try walking like a mortal for once,” she’d said, grinning up at me. “Left foot, right foot. You can do it, Majesty.”Now the wall remembered her heat better than I did. I pressed harder until my claws bit mortar.“Majesty.” Varyn’s voice came soft from the shadows, as if even the sound didn’t want to touch me.I didn’t turn. “Report.”“Outer ridges—quiet. The golden scar on th
The Lycan King’s Rogue Queen The Fracture of Light
RileyRule #1 of waking up in strange places: always check for pants.Rule #2: if the walls glow, something divine and inconvenient is about to happen.I blinked against blinding gold light. Everything shimmered — walls, floor, probably my pores.“Ugh. Great. I’ve been abducted by a chandelier.”> “You are awake,” said a voice that somehow managed to sound both proud and smug.Of course.Because why wake up to normal problems when you can wake up to a celestial ego trip?The man standing before me looked like the sun had decided to cosplay as a person.Golden hair. Eyes like liquid fire. A body sculpted for worship.And an attitude that screamed I invented authority.“Welcome home, Daughter of the Dawn,” he said smoothly.I stared at him.Then at the room.Then back at him. “Okay, I think you’ve got the wrong kidnapped girl. I’m more of a ‘child of chaos and poor decisions’ type.”He didn’t even blink. “You stand in the heart of your birthright. The Sun Court.”“Cool décor,” I said, g
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