The Dark Groves

Deimon drove the sleek SUV along the winding roads of Silverwood in dead silence. The car cut through the evening like a moving shadow, holding a pace that was neither fast nor slow.If anything, it moved the way his mood did, mimicking the emotion of its driver.In the passenger seat, Jabari said nothing, unsure which words might set Deimon off. Beside him, just as quiet, sat Romulus. His composure was somehow worse than silence, and it grated on Jabari's nerves more than he could stand.The message he'd delivered to Deimon that afternoon was one he still wasn't sure he should have passed along at all. It had gutted the man, Jabari could see that much, and Deimon hadn't spoken since. Just a stone face and a temper that could do more damage sitting still than most men's fists could do swinging.The SUV rolled to a stop at the foot of a massive tree, its canopy swallowing the sky above them. The GPS on the dashboard blinked out, marking their arrival.Deimon let out a long, stressed br

Last Updated : 2026-09-12

Beneath The Weeping Moon

"Sorcery." The word left Jabari's mouth like a curse spat into the rain, the downpour swallowing it whole the instant it left him."It is no sorcery, Jabari, son of Alfred, son of Alphonso." Morrigan pronounced it flat, unmoved, as if the storm itself answered to her and not the other way around.Jabari's jaw dropped. His family's lineage, both names, was a secret he'd never spoken aloud, not even to his Alpha Deimon, standing soaked beside him. He slightly glanced at him, hoping he didn't catch that. But Deimon wasn't looking at either of them. His gaze was fixed skyward, on the white witch, on the impossible light bleeding through a storm that should have swallowed it whole.Morrigan raised one hand toward the heavens, and their eyes followed it, rain hammering down on upturned faces."Deimon Ashworth." Her voice carried over the thunder without rising, which was somehow worse than if it had. "Your path leads to something greater, something too vast for this world to hold. You are

Last Updated : 2026-09-14

To The Mother Spring

"What the..."The words left Jebediah before he could stop them. His eyes dropped to Anna's belly, then to her feet, where a warm rush was already running into the puddles the storm had made, then back up to her face. Lightning split the sky and hung there long enough to show him everything. She bit her lips tightly. Her eyes were enormous."Anna... is that supposed to be...""The baby's coming!" She seized his jacket in both fists and twisted until the stitching groaned. "JB, the baby is coming!"She dragged in one ragged breath after another, and none of them seemed to reach her."Oh my goodness." It came out of him as a whisper.She wasn't joking. He knew it before she finished speaking, because he could hear it.Under the thunder and the hammering rain was a heartbeat far too small to carry, fluttering against his senses and quickening. Blood rushed through veins no wider than thread."Stay calm." He gathered her into his arms. "Let me get help." He was already moving.The rain

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

All Chapters of The Crescent Heir : Chapter 81 - Chapter 83

The Dark Groves

Beneath The Weeping Moon

To The Mother Spring