Amari Daybreak Novels & Stories

I looked at her from up high. Quietly, I said, "The tables have turned, Mrs. Lawson." The screen now showed a resume. Mine. 'Winston Artemisia, only son of Henry Artemisia, Imperia's richest man. He is a graduate of the world's top arts academy and the only heir to Goodvista Group.' Then the screen also played the interview that happened at the international finance summit. It also showed a picture of my diva mother with her arm around my shoulder while we were at the Grammy awards.

It was war smelling the mate bond. I thought the bond was dead. “You smell like power now,” he growled. “Like storms and the moonlight. What really happened to you?” I stood tall, refusing to hide my body. “I survived. I was what you tried to kill.” Damon’s jaw dropped. For the first time, I felt pain appear right in his eyebrows. “I was wrong, Annie. Cassandra lied to me. I only allowed pride and fear to make me throw away the best thing in my life… my coming Luna.”

My heart pounded in my ears like a drum to either a better future or a terrible demise. “I must ask you,” Amaris said like prophecy, “are you ready to ignite the fire that will either destroy this pack…or save it?”

"She is my mate now and not a lowly servant as you so put it and I'd very much appreciate it if you see her as your soon to be Luna because... " "_Wait! Are you replacing me with this…thing?” lizzy had interrupted him mid sentence, “I mean, are you're aware that my Luna ceremony is in three days? and you're already replacing me with as lowly as her?" "Elizabeth!" Alex growled with his Alpha tone, the air turned suffocating as he glared at her with a hardened expression, his hands balled into fist by his side. “I will not have you disrespect my mate in such a manner"

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

Sofia Adams - March, 2012 The sun was setting on the horizon of the city of sin, but it still made me sweat. I could almost feel myself getting sick. I spent the day with Mick, and hearing him talk about his sister made me think of my husband... I spent the day trying to forget, but it only took a moment of weakness for the memories to come back with full force. I wanted to say that I only remembered the blood and the countless days in the hospital, but it was worse... I remembered his perfect red hair. I remembered when he would do a clown voice to make me laugh and how he always talked to animals as if there was a real dialogue going on.

It was going to be really difficult adjusting to this environment now. I was still wearing a black dress when I joined them at the table. Morgana had swollen, red eyes, and Joce looked out of life. “Your brother kept blowing up my phone last night to speak to you.” Aramis, who had caused worry to everyone present at the table, was chill and enjoying the breakfast like nothing out of ordinary had happened. “Why?” I inquired with a blow to my eyebrow. “That statement of yours hadn’t let them blink an eye,” he seemed happy knowing they suffered the entire night, “Look! Think of the devil and the devil is ringing my phone,” he had a weird smile covering his lips when he saw Zion’s ID pop up on t

He keep analyzing each and every word of Ymir, then suddenly remembered Twilight's words from back then. He didn't know why it suddenly appeared on his thoughts, but he entertained it anyway. He remembered Twilight saying that the day they arrived at T City, the monarch was also born that day. They tried to escape, but encountered another high-level zombie along the way. While fighting, they attracted the newborn monarch and fainted due to the energy/strength gap between them. When they woke up, they saw that Farrah had disappeared along with the Monarch.

Aria stood at the head of her pack, the blade blazing at her hip, Logan at her side. She raised the blade, light blazing from it, from her, from the bloodline that had waited three thousand years for this moment. “Today, we march. Today, we face the darkness that has been waiting since before we were born. Today, we build something that will last beyond us.” The wolves howled, a sound that echoed across the mountains, a promise that would not be broken. And in the darkness beyond the horizon, the enemy stirred, the shadows rising, the war that had been waiting for Aria since before she was born finally beginning.