Aventurine X Sunday Novels & Stories

I asked scrunching my brows in disbelief. She shrugged. “No reason, just wanted to know.” She's unbelievable… Why would she possibly be asking me that kind of question? “Well if you must know, I'm twenty and three years of age,” I replied and she nodded. “Anything else?” She shook her head and I made to leave. “The ritual is happening tomorrow, you should be prepared.” Walking out of her room, I felt a sense of unbalance. Julian was anything but a regular girl. She seemed off, oddly provocative, and too headstrong for a commoner.

I began slowly, trying to keep my voice calm, “he’s from Blackthorne Vale, you said?” Seraphina nodded, her brow furrowing. “Yes. He’s an emissary, a messenger sent to request our help urgently.” Urgent, huh? The room seemed to grow colder as the realization settled deep inside me. They’d messed with the wrong Luna. I would make them pay. For everything.

His eyes scanned the room, sharp and calculating. Knox stopped just behind Lydia’s chair. “Good morning,” he said, voice rough from lack of sleep. “I see you’ve started without me.” Brian stood. “Alpha.” The rest of the table followed suit in silent respect. Knox gestured to the man beside him. “This is my uncle Jack. And Uncle, this is my Luna, Lydia.” Jack stepped ahead and stretched out his hand. Lydia took it. “Nice meeting you, Lydia,” he said. “Well,” Knox continued, “I guess now is the time to announce this. I’ll be leaving the pack for a few days. I trust Beta Brian to oversee all matters, alongside my Luna. Lydia and I hope you all comply with her judgement.”

But I'm back now! Expect more from Vendetta Of a Broken Luna... Stay tuned, save and comment . I'll answer to the best I can't have a wonderful month 🫰☝️

Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Torturer’s POV As the clash of swords reverberated through the room, the air crackled with anticipation and the scent of bloodlust. I, the torturer, found myself drawn into the fray, compelled by the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The Luna's guard, formidable and resolute, met my own guards with unwavering determination. I stepped forward, my movements calculated and precise. My hands tightly gripped the hilt of my weapon, a testament to my years of training in the art of combat. I engaged in the dance of blades, joining the fray with an intensity matched only by the Luna's guard.

Uriah’s pov ; As the warm rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, I opened my eyes to the sight of my beloved husband, Xavier, lying beside me. A gentle smile played on his lips as he leaned in to peck me on the cheek, causing a rosy blush to spread across my cheeks. "Good morning, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness. "Happy Sunday." I returned his affectionate gesture with a loving gaze. Sundays held a special place in my heart, as they were devoted to worship and spiritual nourishment. The values of faith and devotion had been instilled in me by my late father, and I cherished the opportunity to share them with Xavier.

“He looked even hotter in a suit!” Rebekah thought as she swallowed and stared at the stranger before her. "Ma Cherie, meet..." "Brown Burton" he cut in, extending his hand for a handshake. "I could take it from here Sir, if you don't mind" "Oh. Go ahead" Jean Pierre agreed almost too easily. He sank into his chair and flashed a mischievous smile at Rebekah. He – Brown Burton took what could have been a step forward and stretched his hand for a handshake.

Update Scheduel: 11 12/17 AT 12:30 12 12/18 AT 13:30 13 12/19 AT 14:30 14 12/24 AT 12:30 15 12/25 AT 13:30 16 12/26 AT 14:30 17 12/31 AT 12:30 18 12/31 AT 13:30 19 12/31 AT 14:30 20 12/31 AT 14:35 Are you excited? Last bit of updates before the year is up. Happy Holidays~! There is a wealthy amount of inofrmation heading your way. Do you want more chapters on weekends? Do you love my story? Make sure to add this to your library and mark these dates on your calenders. Share this with your friends and comment on anything, I'll make sure to respond if you have questions~ I love reading comments. Who do you love or hate so far? Do you want Vivienne to end up with Brendon?

But even that was not enough to ease the pain and hurt that she felt. ********** Andrew Reynolds sat in the backseat of his Rolls-Royce Phantom, gazing out the window as the sleek vehicle pulled up to his company. He hadn't been here since the accident, but he was determined to make a triumphant return. Tony stepped out of the car and made his way to the passenger side. He opened the door and held out a hand to assist Andrew as he stepped out of the car. Stepping out into the bright morning sun, he smoothed his sleek suit jacket and slipped on a pair of sunglasses, shielding his eyes from the glare.