Arlecchino X Lumine Novels & Stories

Alaric leaned against the mantel, looking sharper than he had in days, though his eyes flicked immediately to Damien. “Well, well,” Lucien said with mock surprise, sitting up. “Normally when you disappear, we don’t see you again for two or three days. But look at that, Seraphine drags you back in one piece before the moon’s even crossed the sky.” Damien chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Guess she’s more convincing than you lot.” Alaric’s mouth curved faintly. “Or braver.” Lucien smirked. “I’ll take that as a challenge.”

He sidestepped the attack and struck out with his hind legs, sending Ren crashing into the ground. Pain exploded through Ren’s body as he struggled to rise, his vision swimming. Alaric loomed over him, his glowing eyes gleaming with triumph. Blood dripped from his fangs as he smiled down at Ren, the expression cold and merciless. “You’ve fought well, Alpha,” he said, his tone mocking. “But this is where it ends.” Ren growled low in his throat, his body trembling as he tried to push himself up. Alaric leaned closer, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “And while you lie here, broken and bleeding, I’ll pay a visit to your precious Luna. Do you think she’ll scream when I take her?”

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

The envoy from the Sunlit pack arrived a week later, the envoy consisted of seven men and five women with the Alpha included. The Alpha George was a tall huge chunk of a man with bluish black hair that brought attentions to his fiery eyes. He had an intimidating aura surrounding him that screamed for submission. The Alpha Lucien, his son Damien and a few emissaries were present to welcome them. Though of smaller built than George, Lucien was no less intimidating with his pale white skin, cold blue eyes and well-proportioned muscles.

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

My grandmother, however, has chosen to decorate her room walls with the flowers she has received. These flowers are said to be blessed by the Luna and only wilt when the werewolf they were given to dies. Riley is nowhere to be seen. I feel disappointed about that but I am not really upset. I want to get away as soon as I can. My eyes look for Jordan among the crowd but after what happened at the Crescent Night, the alpha seems to want to keep distance between us, at least when we are among our packs. “I’ll see you after school,” Jordan had said before leaving, a small smile playing on his lips. Since he walked away, that is all I have been thinking about. I am excited to see him again, the t

The chances of winning would lower unless Alaric agreed to help annihilate everyone in the next thirty minutes, otherwise, we would need a miracle. Swerving through the chaos, I found Selene’s wolf. She tore at a lycan’s throat, while a lycan held him still. She noticed us and shifted. “What are you two doing out here?” she demanded. Axel shifted beside her. He didn’t look as good as I remembered, most likely still hurt from his time with Jason. “Are you two on a suicide mission—,” he kicked out, hitting a lycan in the chest that ran toward us, and knocked him back across the yard. “That would have been your head, Lilly. Seriously—,”

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

The man was truly secure to not be mad at me admiring another man in his presence. The said man was yet to introduce himself. “Forgive my manners, my name is Alaric. Ruler of the night crawlers,” he said to me and my word! His voice was even more alluring than his face! “Knock it off before I bury you in cement,” Fred said smoothly. The man flashed him an unapologetic smile. “What? Still jealous that I get all the girls?” He said to my mate who scoffed and placed a kiss on my mate. The shock of his action rudely reminded me that I was his and only his.