Anchored Novels & Stories

"I've volunteered." My stomach dropped. "What does that mean? What happens to the anchor?" "If everything goes well, nothing permanent. Some pain, some exhaustion. A temporary connection to the Primordial while the seal is being strengthened." His pale eyes met mine. "If something goes wrong, the anchor takes the damage instead of the carrier. It's a failsafe." "You're offering to die for me."

As I opened my mouth to scream, she swiftly covered it with her hand, her touch surprisingly firm against my lips, while her other hand pressed gently against my belly. "Let the baby form itself," she whispered urgently, her voice tinged with an eerie certainty. "It will be the anchor amidst the looming chaos between you and him."

Eskal bristled at the comment. “You know as well as I- we don’t have time for this.” Eskal reached past Soren and hauled me to my feet. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me against his surprisingly muscular form. He looked down at me as he said brusquely, “Try to hang on.”

. "We have been living in another world but your conscious state nearly shattered when we broke the barrier between worlds. It took 3 years for you to come back to your body. You've lived but almost been an empty shell while we've roamed this earth. We took the girls from the war so they couldn't be used as tokens of war. Should you choose to return to aid in the war you may. However, I do advise you that the girls have become very fond of their pretend brother. You should retain memories from the life you have lived with us for the past 3 years as well. It may come in waves so take your time to adjust." As Frank listened to Ivan talk memory after memory of the last 3 years flowed through hi

an old man sang his joy away. Murai cleaned his face with his palm. He hurled the decapitated head away, and it landed on the ground, rolling over and over again. He ran down to join his brothers in gyration. They danced in excitement, swinging their hands in a dance of honor for a man due for it. When they were tired, they settled down on the ground, anticipating an explanation of what had just happened. Murai was ready to tell them. He still couldn’t believe it himself. What had just happened? Now that the adrenalin had finished pumping, he was faced with the reality of his actions.

" It is the bond …you can't hold out forever, '' Shiva said to me. I took a step back and that was a bad mistake , because he let out animalistic growls at me and it shook me to my core and stopped me in my tracks . "LET ME IN" WHAT THE F***! Did his wolf just speak to me?

A growl of annoyance slipped past my lips. Of all the days I could fall sick, it had to be the day I was returning home to claim what was rightfully mine, the position of the Alpha of Blackwood pack. "Do you think it's nervousness?" My wolf, Zander asked. He too was disturbed by my uneasiness as it would whimper whenever the ache intensified as it had been doing since it began. "No. I am not nervous, Zander. I am fucking happy but too bad this ache is barring my joy."

The trees are placed perfectly around the waterfall, so that we can clearly see the stars. The moonlight reflects off the water, making the darkness disappear entirely. "You know what this looks like?" I shake my head, "What?" "It's stupid, but this old TV show I found on Netflix, from like 2008. It's called H2O: Just Add Water. Basically, these three teenagers get lost on an island in Australia, and it has a moon pool. Every full moon, the pool has this magic energy that turns humans into mermaids. This show just had me casually thinking that I could be a mermaid, freely traveling throughout the sea. The mermaids also had powers like manipulating water, freezing water, and boiling water. I

The Anchor was that cooling system. An Anchor did not rule the beast, nor did they weaken it. They were the divine linchpin. By tethering their soul frequency to the Direwolf, the Anchor absorbed the blinding, psychic heat of the ancient spirit, grounding the beast to reality and allowing the Direwolf to wield its god-like power while keeping its human mind entirely intact. For generations, the Anchor stood beside the Alpha, revered as a sacred spiritual bridge between human sanity and primal wildness. Until political greed metastasized into absolute paranoia.

LUNA Hana gave me bangs while I was still fussing over the fact that Alessandro had apparently been the one to suggest she buy me clothes. The same Alessandro who had pretended to be irritated the moment she showed up. That man was confusing as fuck. “Something big is happening,” Hana whispered. The scissors stopped for a second. Just like that, all the fun disappeared. Reality came crashing back. “Bash and Sandro are planning to send us away. Not that I’m leaving Bash alone when a war is coming, but…”