A Soul To Keep Opal Reyne Novels & Stories

Finally, he looked at the girl convulsing on the floor, her skin glowing like embers. "A Wingless." Malachi's voice was barely a whisper. His expression shifted from annoyance to something heavier. Grim. Final. He looked at Sloane's face a face that had not aged in centuries. "And the Golden Child of Oakhaven." He exhaled slowly. "You have brought the end of the world to my doorstep, Reaper." Sloane drew his silver dagger. The firelight danced off the blade as he stepped toward the old man.

The reflection rippled like liquid, and for an instant she felt warmth — the living kind, sun-on-skin warmth. Then the image shattered. A piece of glass sliced her palm. The wound glowed faintly instead of bleeding. Behind her, a whisper stirred. “Curious little ghost.” Avery turned sharply. Another reaper stood at the edge of the grove, taller than the others she’d seen, his presence heavier, his armor black as the void between stars. His eyes burned silver — not unlike Kael’s, but colder. “Who are you?” Avery demanded. He smiled thinly. “Once, they called me Oren. Now, I am what remains when the Council forgets its own dead.”

Oceanpearl would fall, and the first to taste my wrath would be Reynold. The devil in question brought out a little glowing sphere from his pocket and lifted it for us to see. He held it up like a trophy, something that should have made us all fall to our knees in reverence. Rayne gasped. “No.” “I'm indeed surprised that you were able to make it here, Lycan King Alvaro. Did your pack not just suffer a rogue attack?” Reynold asked. “How did you—” Rayne held me tightly, looking at me with wide, scared eyes.

As cold as Aldo's gaze is usually at anyone. "B-but, why?" Rey exclaimed looking at Aldo suspiciously "It's someone else's soul, but all of it still uses your body. Go away while Oliver hasn't found you. If he finds you, then I'm no longer responsible for you!" "Oliver—wait for my revenge!" Rey exclaimed as soon as she got up from her bed. The man was about to leave, but Aldo's hand stopped Rey. Making the man look at Aldo

Reyna, the spoiled beta's daughter, sat in contemplation under the full moon's light. Her beautiful face was obscured by the flowing tears. Her story with Andrei had yet to find clarity. She loved Andrei deeply, and her greatest desire was to become the Luna, the cherished mate of every female werewolf. "When will that moment come? When will Andrei claim me as his Luna?" Reyna whispered to herself, letting the tears flow freely from her eyes. Her profound feelings for Andrei left her shattered.

“Tell her she’s wrong, darling. Tell me this isn’t true!” But Nicholas looked away, unable to meet her eyes. The silence and his lack of denial spoke volumes. Reyna felt her world crashing down around her. Olivia laughed, her true malice emerging. “You were just a shiny trophy wife for Nicholas. I’m the one who truly understands him.” She ran her hands over her stomach proudly. Rage bubbled up in Reyna’s chest, overtaking her pain. Before she knew what she was doing, she swung at Olivia. Her fist connected with Olivia’s face with a satisfying crunch.

I glared at him. “You’re coming with me, bodyguard,” he added, the title laced with sarcasm. I frowned at the name—there wasn’t much I could protect him from, not without my wolf or real dragon power. I felt weak, more human than anything, as I followed him down to the basement, sadness creeping into my heart. We reached the dungeon where Opal was being held. She clung to the bars, her eyes filled with longing as they landed on Drake. “Drake, please believe me. I’m your mate,” she pleaded. “If you want, call Head Witch Abi—she’ll tell you what’s real.”

"You shouldn't be here. They're going to kill you!" "We didn't come here to fight," said Cynthia. If it weren't for Selena's protection, her radiance would've burned Opal's skin the moment she touched her. "We came here to…." She couldn't even put it into words. She was about to try and explain to her when she saw a beast come at her at blinding speed. Opal shrieked. One moment Cynthia was in the ground kneeling beside her friend, the next, she was being throttled in the air.

AURELIA'S POV "W-Who is Nay Aurelia?" Kali asked me stammering, I smiled at her and said, "she is your Nay Olin and she used her Hold Power Divine Soul: Sphere of Protection." I promised Kali. My amazement still doesn't change when Olin uses his Hold. "It's been a while since you used your Hold, Olin!" I proudly shouted at Olin, it was just like when Olin and I fought because he wanted to avenge his wife.

Sarah’s screams echoed through the shack, but Damien was deaf to her pleas for mercy. But even watching Sarah beg on her knees didn't fill the void in his soul. Revenge wasn't going to bring Elena back. His life as a hollow shell continued for a long time, until one day, he happened to see a familiar figure on the news. On the television screen, I was wearing the white robes of a healer. The Alpha King's heir, Cade, was presenting me with an award for excellence in healing. I had a confident, elegant smile on my face, and I looked absolutely radiant.