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she whispered, voice trembling. “Because you survived what my mate could not,” Damon said, his tone both tender and painful. “Because the moon saw your strength. And because only you can carry the burden ahead.” Ariana stepped into the circle. The moment her foot touched the forest floor, energy surged through her like wildfire. Her vision blurred, the ground vanished, and she was no longer in the clearing. She stood in a vast hall bathed in red and silver light. Shadows flickered along the walls, twisting into shapes that whispered her name. At the far end of the hall knelt a figure—Damon’s mate—her eyes haunted, full of sorrow and warning.

Daring to cross such realms had never truly crossed her mind but as her eighteenth birthday begins to approach, she knows her future is already set in two paths; sold as a slave to another cruel master or work in the brothels as one of the many town whores. Driven by purpose and a thirst to change the fate aligned for her, Ariadne disguises herself as a boy and crosses realms in search of a greater life-- But what meets her on the other end is so much more. WARNING; This story is rated R for mature audiences only. It contains sexual themes, violence, gore, profanity and nonconsent. Readers discretion is advised.

I glanced over at Aella as she sat down next to Bryan, and then I turned back to everyone again. “Whatever followed you from the Shadowborne Pack must still be here. Unfortunately, we are dealing with something supernatural,” I said, pausing before looking at Arina, who fed Kiara some cottage cheese. She seemed so innocent. Clearing my throat, I called her, “Arina, I hate to ask, but I need to know more about what happened to you,” I told her. Arina looked over at me with a sad expression on her beautiful face. “I don’t remember much,” she said softly. “Zakara said she erased my memories or blocked them."

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

Do the thralls want to exterminate werewolves? “That doesn’t make any sense. They need us—” “Needed us,” Tara stresses in the past tense. “They have all the arcane knowledge they need now, except for one thing.” “Dominion over life and death.” Owen stands and paces the length of the room. The earlier sense of proactive hope sucks from the room. “They forced you two to breed,” Hannah says. “Dominion over life.” “There’s more.” Tara steers us back toward her research. “After the gods fall and the earth is submerged in water, life begins again. Two humans

"I know you hate the Sullivans, but even the elders approve of Castellana as our luna. Wouldn't that be enough reason to accept her? Unless you want to be with Reina Harven." "I will choose Reina over that vampire-blooded woman any time," Alaric responded. Those words did not surprise Zack at all. Knowing the alpha, he won't be changing his mind unless a miracle happens. He was about to excuse himself, however, he noticed something black seemingly sticking out of the alpha's collar. "What's that on your neck?" he questioned.

Never in his life he’d thought his end would be as horrific as a pre-planned assassination of a modern queen. “Everything is not what it seems, everyone is not what we see, and every book is not as good to read. Some are truth, some are lies and some simply are a way to practice wizardry, prevailing in the world.” Arianna murmured and the predator in her, plucked the nail out of Matt, but kept on revolving around him, ready to poke him if he had any intention of getting out of her clutches.

CENTURIES AGO 1000 AD. BANE FOREST The Lunaria which is the sacred book of the Accorm Legion containing the prophecies of the Moon and the Creation of the Accormites also referred to as the ancient wolf clan. The beginning of the book explains the summoning of the creature out of nothing, the acolytes of the Moon. No one actually knows that the Lunaria does not contain the full history of the existence of the ancient wolf clan but encrypted with different codes and sealed with magical enchantments, so to find it you would have to break the codes and use the magical words.

"I thought you didn't remember this book anymore, my beautiful. He almost killed her the first time he wrote it. That's why you're keeping it in my crypt.” "I remember him perfectly," I lied, so sure of what he said that I even believed it. “And I need the four of us to have access to it immediately.” "For what? "Actaius asked. "To destroy it.” "You can't do that, Arianna," scolded Faye. "The book contains ancient and terrible spells about invocation. Spells that have been sealed on pages to contain the creatures that can be invoked during their reading. If you destroy it...”

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."