The sun's rays filtered through the open window, lighting up the room and waking her up. The sun was shining brightly outside, and her lids flutter opened and closed several times as her eyes adjusted to the brightness. She took a look around and discovered an empty room. The curtains were slightly parted over the open window, allowing light and fresh air in. She slid out of bed slowly, allowing her stiff muscles to adjust. She stood in front of the window, soaking in the cool autumn breeze. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, flowing in the autumn breeze and his scent that surrounded her. Her cheeks are flushed with a light pink blush as she recalls the events of the previous night. She had lost control over her mind and things happened. She sighed and entered the restroom. She took off her shirt and stepped under the showerhead. As cold water washed away every trace of s

!trigger warning: violence and graphic content! "The years didn't do you any good, nonetheless, I gonna have fun killing you." She snarled and ran straight at the man, who had just gotten to his feet, at full speed.She was in front of him before he could steady himself on his legs, landing a nasty powerful blow on his face followed by another on his abdomen. He grunted and attempted to block her attacks, but what could he do when The Mighty Reaper was in thirst for blood?"Why have you gotten so slow?" She asked with a blank face.Her simple blows were enough to knock him off balance and take away his chances to attack or defend. He was struggling to stay on his feet as blows were thrown at him one after the other. As another blow was coming his way, he raised his sword to defend himself, but she grabbe

 There is an awakening magic each day in the early morning, a sense of an old earth-spirit rekindled that seeks to knit together all that is good. Leaving her behind, perhaps because she does not belong to good. She was sitting on the loveseat by the window, staring out the open window at nature. Sleep didn't come to her, she was awake the whole night. When he opened his eyes, the sun had just begun to rise, and he saw her sitting with her back to him. He slid out of bed, slightly cringing from the pain in his hand. He took soft, silent steps behind her and gently rested his hand on her shoulder. When he touched her, she flinched and turned around to see a look of hurt and ambiguity on his face."Has something happened, love?" he asked softly, she turned her gaze to the window."Nothing that should concern you." He was perple

!Trigger warning: graphic content! His gaze scanned the entire room and discovered four dead bodies lying around. Their throats had been slashed, and they were battered and bloodied. His eyes caught a glimpse of his Beta on the floor, blood oozing from his mouth, a broken nose, and a sharp long injure on his abdomen. But he was still breathing. He glanced at her hazel eyes and saw fear flash in her eyes for a fraction of a second before they closed and she fell. He was by her side in an instant, catching her fall in his broad arms. His eyes went black, and canines protruded from his gums, indenting his lower lip. As a thunderous growl erupted from deep within his chest, the veins in his neck and hands popped out. The wolf whimpered and lowered its head, resisting the man's command. He was already in the room's darkest corner, staring at the beast in the center. The moment Aiden's long, sharp claws rip through

As she was about to let go of Johan, during the throw, she had planted both hands on the ground. When she completed the attack, she sprang off her hands, throwing herself into a quick back spring, followed by another, another, and another to build momentum. When she was almost to Johan, she bounded off the ground and threw herself into a spin that would have made an expert gymnast jealous. Flattening out in the air like a sideways whirling tornado, so that her body was perpendicular with Johan's as she neared the fallen swordsman, her spin got increasingly fast as she whipped her arms in and out, efficiently putting herself into an almost uncontrollable rotation, arced at Johan.Just as she was about to reach him, Johan threw one of his legs out, shin angled down. The entire force from the spin was pushed into his leg.He barely had time to breathe, let alone dodge. But, it was a testament to his experience in battle that he kept the presence of mind to roll