Amari And The Night Brothers Series の小説・ストーリー

Maya promised to stay with her, to wake me if the nightmares came back. They would come back. Trauma like that didn't disappear overnight. I found my brothers in the strategy room. All three of them looked up when I entered. "How is she?" Dorian asked. "Broken." The word tasted like poison. "Shadow Pack broke her. Systematically." I told them everything Esme had shared. Watched their expressions shift from concern to horror to the same cold rage burning in my chest. "We need to do something," Soren said when I finished. "We can't just let them..."

“We know.” Mateo leaned back, stretching lazily. “It’s part of the charm.” Dimitri sighed, but his lips twitched again. “You three are impossible,” I said, laughing softly. Jason raised his glass of orange juice. “To impossibility.” Mateo clinked his against it. “And to Amelia, for putting up with us.” Dimitri hesitated for only a moment before lifting his own. “To family,” he said quietly. The word lingered in the air — heavier, more powerful than the rest. And in that moment, I realized that’s exactly what we were becoming. Not just mates. Not just survivors. Something stronger. Something whole.

"You are Kalyndri, Aurora. A bloodline of witches chosen by the Moon Goddess. The seal your mother placed was to protect you." My hands shook as I opened the book. There were names. So many names. Some were crossed out. Some faded. I saw something that caught my attention. Kalyndri Amara Noir – Bonded to Alpha Stefan Carnuta Again that name? Who in whatever that is holy is Stefan? Mother said I was bonded to the man I met at the first and that man was Marek. So? As if that was not enough, underneath it, another name was written. Dacian Carnuta ... Twin Brother

"Apparently, the girl you took from him is his mate." What the actual fuck? I tilted my head to be sure my ears were hearing correctly. His mate. The word rang back over and over again, filling every corner of my skull. Amaris is Alpha Kieran's mate.

Amari POV: Last night I couldn't sleep. A man kept screaming in the early morning to be let out. I cried during the whole night. I'm stuck here and my parents haven't tried to come rescue me. I don't even know where I am. I just want to go home. I'm still chained to the bedpost like a sad dog. I have no more tears left to cry over after this Sounds of locks being unlocked are heard before the door swings open "You a menace little lady," a male voice says. He comes to sit next to my bed in a wheelie chair. I don't say anything I just turn and I stare at him.

Caius scolded, “Go Maya. We all know that your mother will be coming to gist you soon.” The girl chuckled and left the room with no further protest. The rest of the room shifted their gaze on me, and I shifted uncomfortably under the intensity of their questioning stare. “Who's she, Kyle? And what exactly happened?” Caius asked calmly. “Okay, here's the thing. This is - Amara. She's my mate.” Silence. That was what followed his words. Nobody moved, I guess just like me everyone was shocked to say a word. Caius frowned, and looked at me before turning to Kyle who really looked uncomfortable.

, she asked more firmly, her gaze flickering between the two brothers. Samael opened his mouth to speak but Ender beat him to it, "Amahl will come for you". A look of uncertainty and confusion settled on her face before she asked, "Who is Amahl? And what does he want with me?". Ender sighed wearily and pinched the bridge of his nose before he spoke, "Amahl is the king of the night demons, incubi and succubi to be exact and he will come for you because your parents promised you to him as his bride"

~AMARA~ My father raised me to be the epitome of purity, all just so I could be ruined by another. My father, Amon Ulysses and the alpha of Redthorn pack, had remarried just two months after my mother passed when I was just eight years old, and before I was even born, I had been promised to Jerome, then heir—now Alpha—of Orion Pack as his future Luna. Orion pack was the most powerful pack on the continent; they had an overwhelming population of over three hundred thousand wolves, if the legends were to be believed, their Alpha in turn held insurmountable power over all of Europe.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh