Romans & histoires Amari And The Night Brothers Series

Amora. We were back from the hunt, which almost got us all killed. Alice, Suki, Dami, Kate, Dami and I were presently in the living room. As we drafted our plans, to know who that man was. Dami was a good artist. I had brought her a sketching board. We were all standing around the board, watching as she tried to sketch out the face of the man who had attacked us with a community of rogues. The man who wants to rule heptadria, the man who wants every Alpha to bow to him.

Amara and Rocky was sitted watching the two siblings from afar, they have no say since they are just workers in the Mansion although Amara glared at Anita hatefully feeling like ending her life she did to her dad and they were all dismissed by Anita when she felt all eyes were on them and it might get escalated. ******** Amara sat alone in her room, she couldn't shake the feeling of anger and sadness that swirled inside her. Anita had killed her father and she couldn't let that go unpunished not after all the harsh treatment. She knew she couldn't do this alone, so she called a meeting with her two closest friends, Rocky and Conan whom she love so much, they are all aware of Anita's evil dee

I was silence. “Wait… it’s not Lucy, is it?” His tone sharpened. I stayed silent. “Don’t tell me you picked another surrogate without telling me. Please at least say she’s from a noble family. Tell me you didn’t go for a rogue…” “She’s human,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. The silence that followed was heavy. Then: “You’re joking.” “I wish I was.” “What the hell, Amarok?! How did this happen?”

Her voice wobbled painfully. "I'm Adam, and this is Brie, my little sister. We're going to look after you." He gave Brie a side look that told her everything she needed to know. She moved forward and smiled comfortingly. "I'll be your sister, we will protect you like siblings do!" She held out her fists playfully. She needed to calm the girl down before she drew attention with noise. "What's your name?" He smiled and showed her downstairs to the basement. "We're sleeping down here, where the bad guys can't find us."

he started, “the contraband might take some time to neutralize, especially since no one can nullify its protection spells. Mage Faruq barely started before doubling over in pain.” I looked at where Faruq stood with his sister. Khorasa held his hand, and their dark skin glowed for a brief second, before fading away with a spark. A look of trepidation passed between them. If this is a hard enough task for them, then I’d have to step in. I opened my mouth to speak when a loud noise thundered across the room.

AMARA’s wrath was ablaze. Looking down at the head of her beloved warrior, Killian, her hot tears could not stop falling. Rage started to build up inside her heart, along with the harrowing, tormenting feeling of loss and despair. The warrior wolves have shifted back to their human forms. She heard them laughing as nothing happened, mocking the death of his father and Killian, who did nothing but obey the Alpha. Amara could not find a way to accept the fact that these two important people in her life had to die for such an invalid reason. There was no way she would accept the horrible death of her father and Kilian. They were the only people she treasured and loved the most.

Yes," I say out loud. 'Try to talk to me this way. We can mind-link now,' he tells me. I try to focus really hard, but as soon as I feel myself tapping into our bond, everything starts to fade away. For the first time in a long time, I hear Amira howling inside me as my head hits the bed and everything goes dark. Arienne's POV Amikat never ceases to surprise me. I never in a million years think she would let me do that so soon. I like how it feels knowing that I've marked what's mine, and everyone will know who she belongs to. I know she'll be out for a while, so I've taken her shoes off and tucked her into bed. I'm free for the rest of the day, so I decided to shut off the lights and crawl

Elias pulled me back, his hand firm on my arm, his grip surprisingly strong for his age. One of the hunters lunged. Vex met him with a snarl that shook the leaves. The clash of bodies and teeth filled the night air. Knox took down another, his movements fast and brutal, a flash of teeth and power. The third came straight for me. I stumbled back, the silver mark on my wrist burning like fire, the pain sharp enough to make my vision blur.

"Are your claws threatened by my search for the truth, Amara? Why resist uncovering what really happened in the old house? Does deep guilt haunt your inner wolf?" Total panic flashes across Amara’s face. "Rapha, stop this pure nonsense right now! What possible reason would my wolf have for guilt? My body was merely eight winters old when the fire occurred. How could it involve my claws?" "Indeed," I say, my lips curving into a dangerous smile, completely unafraid to expose the family secrets before millions of livestream viewers. Since Amara was determined to destroy my life tonight, my mind abandons all pretense of pack civility. The time has come to shatter his carefully constructed facade

VENESSA'S POV "He paid me to accompany him. I didn't know you're his brother," I answer. "Regrettably we were born of the same parents. We are foes however," he replies. "Did you know who I am that night at the club?" I ask. He never asked my name. Could it be that sleeping with me was his way of pissing off his brother?