Aurora Mulan Novels & Stories

– Lionel Suggs. Aurora’s alarm was set for early dusk of the morning. As tradition compels, * the royal and guardian bloodline train together to ensure seamless locomotion* when defending the system. Olamide Obong sent an internal message to all his children: Kingsley, Ini, Ismael, Aurora and Eya through his bloodline. The bloodline possesses gifts varying across its generation. Amidst Olamide’s children, Aurora possessed the most, across several generation. She possessed the gift of teleportation and the ability to read emotions even when disguised, which came as a result of her mother being of royal blood. A major bone of contention in which the royal court fought against her parent’s enta

"I want marry Aurora. Again." What?!

Just her. Just Aurora.

came his only reply and she mouthed a thank you before walking out of the office briskly lest he changed his mind. She kept drawing the length of her gown down as they walked into the hotel. Aurora was dressed in a pair of black short gown and she had a white wig on her hair while the make up on her face was heavy, right now she looked like a hot seductress who was going to be an interpreter. Why did Bigfoot make her do this anyways? She felt so lost and uncomfortable. “Hello” she greeted as she walked in front of the door, the guards standing there inspected her from head to toe before nodding and she entered inside and she wished she had not.

I whispered, “everyone I love will suffer.” The room went still. “But if I fight— I could win.” I took a shaky breath. “Or die.” Zander flinched like I had stabbed him. “Absolutely not,” he growled. “Not happening. I refuse to let you die.” Rowan lowered his head, voice a low whisper. “You won’t.” Elle’s expression softened with compassion—but her words were unflinchingly honest. “Aurora is not just a wolf,” she said. “And not just a witch. She is something older. Rarer. More powerful than anything Morana has ever faced.”

It fled, its cries echoing through the castle. The woman turned to the pack, and she knelt down to greet them. "I am Aurora, the goddess of the moon," she said, her voice soft and kind. "I have come to aid you, and to ensure that the darkness does not take hold of this world. I am sorry for the pain you have endured, but you have proven your strength and courage. You have earned my respect, and I will be your ally from this day forward." The pack was stunned, and they could only stare in wonder. They had never seen anything like this before.

Running my fingers along the carvings, a werewolf, a dragon, a fairy, a mermaid and there’s a knock at the door…. Faulk walks in, a giddy up in his step. In his arm is the most beautiful black dress I have ever seen. He lays it on the bed, and looks at me….instant concern in his eyes “Aurora don’t worry, everything tonight will be fine! Leonids and Lindy have invited some of there most personal and trusted friends to meet you. So you can see for yourself the different creatures and mythic’s there are still out there still. Assuming that IS what you want to do. You are gonna stay around and choose right? to uphold the secret?” He looks at me with sadness in his eyes.

On the bookshelf were all the texts I'd studied after becoming Luna. Pack history, ritual regulations, territory management, financial audits. I'd spent countless nights poring over these difficult subjects. All to better fulfill my duties as Luna. But now, it all seemed like a joke. I didn't take these books. They belonged to this pack, not to me. By dawn, I had finished packing all my belongings. One suitcase, one backpack. Five years of marriage, and this is all I had. Joshua sent the agreement precisely at eight. In the past, I would have been preparing hangover soup for Liam.