Ahsoka Tano Lux Bonteri の小説・ストーリー

he said quietly, "but a fool isn't one of them. Whether he wants to gather his forces or not, this war is as much his as it is ours." Rey nodded, but the anxious knot in her stomach didn't ease. Alpha Aleksandr was their only hope, and if he turned them away, there'd be no time to seek the Southern Alpha's aid. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doors swinging open. A massive figure strode in, a tall, broad-shouldered Lycan, dressed in dark trousers and a loose white tunic clinging to his sweat-dampened skin. His long brown hair in a tousled half updo brushed his shoulders as he moved, a pale scar carved across one amber eye fixed sharply on them.

I smirked. I turned back to the gun collection picking and choosing our favourites, "Autocannon, Bolt Pistol, Lasgun, Pulse Rifle, Lancer Pistol and lastly, for you Jack, a heavy bolter." I walked back to the table where the hologram was displayed. "Vehicles, the Rezvani Tank, Telsla Model S and lastly, Lexus Black Panther," Tyler stated.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I can’t help but smile, knowing that my Beta and best friend is concerned for my safety, despite my being out here with Raul, Dax, Tasha, Channing, Bree, Conan, Theo, Blake and Serafina. “Don’t worry about me. I’ve got some of the most badass wolves around out here with me.” I say, smiling in our mind link. “Are things okay at the pack house?” “Yeah, Zella and Asher are on top of monitoring our patrols and keeping everyone calm here. And Jacob took Delta Lupita with him to the houses to keep an eye on things over there.” Lupita is Jacob’s mate and a tough-as-nails fighter. In fact, had Dax not been interested in the Lead Warrior position with our pack, Lupita would have been my next choice.

************** Letty - POV My blood boiled as I overheard Silas yearning for a weak human mate. I had done everything possible to gain Silas's never care for me, but he refused to consider my offer to be his as a real Luna and not a temporary one. Yet, I longed to be a true Luna.

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.

“Then let’s finish this. Once and for all, let's end all of this.” I turned back to the mist, narrowing my eyes as Tatiana’s figure finally began to take shape. A crown of black thorns. A gown of smoke. Eyes like ice. “You wanted war?” I snarled at her, my voice low and dangerous. “Then you’ve got one.” I dropped to all fours, crouched low, muscles coiled tight. And then I charged. My pack followed. And the battlefield became fire and teeth and vengeance.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

“Shame you kept her hidden. I’d have given her a dance or two.” Hunter’s smirk vanished. His eyes flashed dangerously, though he still didn’t move. “Lux,” Hunter’s voice cut sharp, moving on before he did something rash. Lux was dark-haired. His olive-toned skin and sharp, narrowed eyes gave him an exotic, deadly beauty. He looked almost too perfect, the kind of man that made women’s heads turn in any room. He gave her a slow, deliberate look, then smirked, revealing a silver tooth that glinted under the lights.

“Amara, meet my lieutenants. Cassian. Rowan. Silas.” Cassian was the tallest, skin sun-browned, a scar slicing through one eyebrow. Rowan had copper hair tied back, freckles across his chest, a smile that promised pain and pleasure in the same breath. Silas was the quietest, dark-skinned, eyes the color of wet slate, arms folded so that the muscles bunched like cable. None of them spoke. They simply looked at her until her skin burned. Asher’s hands settled on her shoulders. “Tonight you learn what it means to be shared.”