1st Chronicles 3 Novels & Stories

“IT WAS A weird first meeting for the three of us because it was mine and Alexis’ first date; and Albert was just suddenly there.” That was how she felt the first time he got to sit with them, being an advocate for discomfiture around the table. She also noted that that exact was the time their friendship bloomed into what they had that today. They shared the entirety of three years together laughing, crying and cramming the nights off. It even got to the point that the introverted Albert and the skeptical Margaret fully embraced the 1st of every month’s tradition of having “rabbit, rabbit, rabbit” as their war cry when they found out about the intensity of the subjects. They dowsed themselv

Naluluhang naglakad at napayakap ang mahal na Emperatres sa kaniya. Matapos ang halos isang oras na pagluluksa at paglibing sa mahal na Prinsipe ay agad na nagpatawag ng malakihan at pangkalahatang pagpupulong ang mahal na Prinsipe Greyson para sa panibagong strategy at planong gagawin kung saka sakaling sasalakay ulit ang mga kalaban. At ramdam ko na rin ang na mas lumakas na ngayon ang Knightwalker dahil sa suportang tulong ng Kaharian ng Aerosmith at Sylversten pati na ang iba’t ibang mga karatig bayan at lungsod.

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

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Growls rumbled from their chests, low and possessive, as they circled her, muscles rippling under taut skin. But Kade was the first to move with purpose. The largest of the three, with broad shoulders and a jaw set like stone, he stepped forward, his presence cutting through the chaos like a blade. "Darius, Ronan, hold," he commanded, his voice a deep rumble that brooked no argument. The others froze, though their fists clenched and their breaths came in harsh pants. Darius's eyes flicked to Lila's arched form, his rut making him twitch, but he backed off with a frustrated snarl. Ronan followed suit, pacing to the shadows, his gaze locked on her but obedient to the pack's unspoken hierarchy.

"Margaret Wolfe's heart has begun to fail completely. The shamans say the silver-rot has reached her lungs." Before the beta can finish his sentence, the heavy communication slate inside my tunic begins to hum with the specific emergency rune of Matthew Hawthorne. I wrench the slate out, answering the summons as I stride toward the heavy leather door wraps, Carllo trailing frantically in my shadow. Lanka stands frozen by the hearth, his large eyes wide as his wolf struggles to process the sudden shift in the wind. By the time he snaps his senses back, I am already unbarring the heavy exit gates, my focus entirely consumed by the impending death of my grandmother.

“Anyway, let’s just get inside before it gets worse. You don’t want to waste your time, and push him to something more drastic than this right? Remember, for now, your power is still number 2 here. You need to wait for 3 years to disobey him. I heard from his right hand, that his company will be falling faster than his hair, due to his extravagant spending on his mistress.” “Okay fine,” Jack said, rolling his eyes. “I did this because I remember my position. Ugh, how I wish, he fell faster than his hair, maybe like his previous mistress? The last one, out pretty fast since they can’t stand his smelly breath during mating,” Jack mumbled, before entering the academy. . As they entered the acad

My vision darkened, and I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a dimly lit, abandoned warehouse. My limbs were bound by iron chains, and a puddle of stagnant, foul-smelling water lay beside me. A blinding light suddenly flashed before me, and I instinctively raised my hands to shield my eyes. A rough hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look into the face of a woman with a twisted, vicious expression.

The scenario turned awkward, and the tension built just watching it unfold. “Did I ask something wrong?” “No,” he answered. “I lead them like an alpha, but I'm not an alpha. In the early days when the curse began in families, some had crescent moons as their mark. The alphas get a full moon. That hasn't happened in over ten generations.” “But wolves still need a leader,” Orion chipped in. “That's why Mr Franklin, being the one with more experience, is doing that for us.” “Are we done lecturing the newbie so we can get back to business at hand?” Cameron spoke impatiently.

their leader screamed, a woman with a face of porcelain and eyes of gold. ​"Hunters in my Keep?" the Demon King snarled, turning his fire toward the new invaders. ​The vault turned into a three-way slaughterhouse. Demons fought Inquisitors. Inquisitors fought Seraphina. And in the middle of it all, a third sound began to rise—a low, rhythmic chanting that made the very shadows on the floor stand up and grow teeth. ​"The Pale King," Arion muttered, his daggers dancing as he cut down a golden hunter. "He didn't stay dead. He’s used the chaos to send his Shadows into the heart of the mountain."