Banshee Chapter Novels & Stories

Disregarding all that she ever done for him. "..... Eirene Water's is to be banished from the Redmoon pack. Forever" Deadly silence follows. As everyone stares at the girl standing in the defendant box. The punishment was worse if not better than the earlier one. Instead death was easy, yet being banished and made rogue at such a tender age, and that also being a girl. Survival was impossible. A death brutal and torturous in hands of rogues who use shewolves for pleasure and kill them for fun.Was the worst any girl could ask for.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

As soon as they entered the pack house, she got up and listened to no protect from anyone, including her mate and started to strengthen the barrier with the little powers she had left. The first explosion rocked the clearing, sending shockwaves through the ground. Marissa felt the force of the blast reverberate against her barrier, but she stood firm, her resolve unyielding. She poured every ounce of her strength into the shield, feeling it pulse and vibrate as the bombs detonated against its surface. The light flickered but held, a testament to her determination and the bond she shared with her pack.

“Anyway, I need to leave you now and go to my Alpha. Enjoy the night, Riana!” Zillah said, smiling. “Okay go, “she replied. Riana was feeling out of place as she watched the Bloody Scar Pack celebrate and enjoy the party. The others were dancing and drinking, and she was the only one that wasn't. Since She had been banished from the castle by Zillah and Alpha Killian after they accused her of betrayal. Her heart ached at the memory, and she longed to be accepted by these wolves.

Clara didn't want to use the word evil because she still refused to believe that her father was someone very bad who couldn't enter the Elysium after death. Clara followed the other banshees out of the pavilion. She was getting used to ways which didn't look strange like it was the first time. Clara recalled the day she woke up and found herself in a room here in the mansion, she recalled denying being a part of them but today she had found herself and was going to be a banshee queen in seven days. She hadn't made much growth still but she believed that her outlook on life has changed.

The next moment, Caspian came to the enchanting banshee. The banshee felt that danger was coming. Her muscles and bones tensed up at this moment, as firm as steel. But Caspian's fingers gathered together and turned into a hand knife, sweeping away. Suddenly, there was a kind of sharpness to separate Yin and Yang and tear apart the universe. By the time the banshee reacted, she had been split in half by Caspian. Then, with a flash of white light, the banshee disappeared in the rain. To be exact, she disappeared into the white belly of a white pig like the two shapeshifting demons.

“Did you contact Albion? I need an order squad here as soon as possible. There was something weird happing on my island and I don’t understand it.” I addressed Lucius, and he nodded. “Yes, I did, my king. He talked with the rest members of the council and they would send us a squad soon. It might take some time, though. But it would be after the Pars.” A knock on the door interrupted us, and my beta entered. “Supreme alpha, the banshee is here with Helen.” I nodded so he could let them in and the Witch entered with a small girl supported by her. “Supreme alpha, your highnesses.” She greeted us, bowing her head while the girl looked at us with big, scared eyes.

, Ayena ordered as Mia was back with the book and reading the instructions as written. "Next is to ignite black candles at each cardinal point and invoke the spirits of the astral plane and after that place the banshees essence in a silver chalice and suspend the thorn above it", Mia said as she finished and helped Ayena ignite the candles and soon they were done with everything in place just like they were instructed by the book.

It growls, dropping to its knees from the pain of the magic but not dying. “Get the scrappers,” I tell my familiars, conjuring another energy ball with one hand and grabbing Evander’s with the other. I jerk him forward, trying to block out the banshee’s screams. Banshees are lower-level but aren’t entirely corporeal. An energy ball won’t kill one, but it will slow her down. We’ll take what we can get. Low-hanging branches scratch my face, and dew from the underbrush soaks my pants. Evander slows, brings his hands to his head, trying to cover his ears.