Arknight Tags Novels & Stories

"Alpha booked out the entire Firefly Park for Sabrina's birthday. The whole pack gets three days off to celebrate." "Alpha gifted Sabrina his family's heirloom gemstone. Her position as future Luna is practically sealed." "Sabrina likes the sacred relic from Meadowbrook Pack. Alpha failed to get it for her several times and is rumored to be planning a war to take it." Countless trending topics flooded in on social media, with new articles breaking every hour. Faced with all that news, I just quietly put down my phone. At that moment, I realized I could calmly accept Matteo's devotion to Sabrina.

Bo says, looking up at the sky. Iselyn and I help Delia gather the children, while Gray, Bo and the elders get to work setting everything and everyone into place before the moon reaches its peak. When Delia and the children are gone and the rest of the pack is chained to the trees, Gray and Bo take Iselyn and I a little farther out than the rest. “You’ll be okay,” Gray tells me, as he locks the thick metal clamp around my neck. I only nod in response. Much harder than I hope too.

With a sudden burst of motion, they lunged toward us, teeth and claws glinting in the moonlight. Instinct took over as I tapped into the reservoir of power within. Arcane energy crackled in my palms, as tendrils of light extended outward, forming a shield against the onslaught. Sparks flew as Gabriel unleashed a wave of fire, forcing the werewolves to retreat momentarily. But they were relentless, pressing their advantage with ferocious determination. The battle raged on, each clash of fangs and claws fueling the fire within me. We fought with every ounce of strength, our bodies moving in harmony with the magic coursing through our veins.

It's the most I've been dressed up aside from the annual ball. I usually went for something more casual or simple but unfortunately, it's necessary for this type of event. As I'm looking out in the crowd, things quiet down suddenly, as I see the archer's mother Luna Mary come up onto the stage and Is handed a microphone. She speaks out to the crowd, her bright voice echoing across the room amplified. " I would like to welcome everyone here from the crystal moon, red moon, blood crest, and twilight moon pack to the annual mating ball. We are happy to have you all here in the hopes of you finding your true mates and we wish you all the best tonight.

He asked, biting her female lips, "Yes, but don't forget that many are tagged first and then the mark appears." Zayn 's sign was in the form of a brown wolf's forehead with red eyes, just as Mars is now enthusiastic about marking it, "Mars says to your news" with a laugh and hugging him, burying her head in his chest with great shyness, "It's a shameless wolf" I whispered to hear Zayn Does this mean that Zayn hasn't branded an Ardena yet, so she doesn't have an OK mark? ...

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

Thorne: "Special Client Engagement Team, Inquire for details. Higher compensation." My stomach churned. "Special Client Engagement." That sounded like a whole new level of risk, a deeper dive into the murky world of the club, probably requiring more than just charming smiles and dancing on stage. It felt like stepping into another dark, dangerous part of the club, one just as treacherous, if not more so, as Caden’s arrangement. But the image of that hospital bill, of Mom's tired face, flashed in my mind. I closed my eyes, picturing Jasper's bright smile, Mom's gentle eyes. This was for them.

We cuddled together tried to sing each other lullabies before one of us slept off and the other followed suit. ¶•¶•¶•¶•¶ 'Seth'. 'Handel'. 'Arman'. 'Isabelle'. 'Orion'. Stephanie'. 'Usher'. 'Maude'. 'Mimi'. 'Zofi'. 'Those are the 10 hunters taking off tomorrow'. 'They will be dropped at the west of the Carpathian mountains'. 'Alina?'. 'Ma'am?'. Alina stood at attention and I wondered if she was a former soldier. 'Make sure to remind the cooks that the hunters who are going for the hunt tomorrow should be fed 'specially''.

"Your shirt. Take it off. I'm going to cut your chest in three stripes so we can leech the poison faster. It will sting li-" Tag had his shirt off and raked his claws over his chest in three long gashes before she could finish her sentence. "Wrap them." Ari smiled as tears filled her eyes. "I'm glad she chose you three." Tag nodded. "I'm glad she chose us, too. Wrap me." Ari leaned forward as the flames from the dragons died down beside us. "It's all gone, Ari," Finn announced. "Good. Get Thane some water. Lemon water. As much as he can stomach." She lifted one rag from the bowl of boiling water. Raised her gaze to Tag's.

Aria. The hallway blurred around me as my eyes locked on the name tag in front of me. Kai Blackthorn. Rank 1. Strength: 10/10. The numbers on the tag felt like a silent warning to anyone who gazed upon it. I had seen other ravens with 6, 7, but no higher. This was the perfect score, this was the highest score. This person was the strongest wolf in all of Ravencrest High. My pulse quickened as I felt a tingling feeling in my right shoulder where I had been bit. It was sharp and intense, different from the usual pain that dulled it.