Berserk Eclipse Chapters Novels & Stories

As his gaze bore into me, Daniel bravely challenged, "Why assert dominance over women, Alpha? Face me if you dare." Elijah shoved me aside, his gaze fixed on Daniel with a sinister grin. My heart pounded, for I knew what fate awaited Daniel. Elijah turned to him, his voice dripping with menace, "Let the game commence." The clash between Alpha and Daniel erupted. Elijah's wolf form, a fearsome black, towered over Daniel's brown-furred counterpart. Yet, despite the odds, Daniel fought valiantly. Elijah's merciless assaults bore down on Daniel, the ferocity of his attacks evident.

I listened to Easier remix by 5sos and Charlie Puth while writing to this chapter. I want to start giving dedications to my active readers. And I just found out that another story has the same cover as men so please if you have the skill of making it happen that I change my cover then I would love that. (UNEDITED) I entered into Beck's room again and plopped into his bed with my can of coke in hand. He was writing something on his desk and when he turned to face, he looked so cute in... GLASSES?!

The girl who was sitting beside Isla in the healing and recovery class entered, her expression tight with urgency. I waved her in. “I am Chloe. Isla's friend. I need to talk to you, Alpha,” she said, her voice firm but laced with tension. My wolf stirred inside me restlessly at Isla's name. But I tried to maintain the indifference. I gestured for her to sit. But without wasting time on formalities, she jumped straight to the topic. “Isla told me about the mandrake,” Chloe said, her eyes sharp. “It’s a key clue in both Elara’s and Betty’s deaths." She looked at me, trying to read my expression, and then her eyes shifted to the clues scattered over my desk.

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

The surrounding skin was swollen and raw, the dried blood dark and crusted. My legs felt weak as I inched closer, trembling all over. I kneeled by her side, carefully cleaning her up. Eve kept her eyes tightly shut, but tears continued to stream down her cheeks. I hugged her trembling body tightly. "Eve, let’s try to escape again! I’m ready this time. We’ll go together." Her eyes fluttered open, a hint of confusion in them. "Can I... really still get out?" I nodded firmly. She gently squeezed my hand, and a flicker of hope returned to her eyes.

Black magic surges, a void-like wave slamming into Kaelen. He freezes, eyes glazing, sword trembling in his grip. “Kaelen?” I call, heart lurching. He turns, stormy eyes blank, now glowing with an eerie purple haze. The novel’s pull, amplified by black magic. He roars, charging me, blade aimed for my heart. “No!” I dodge, rolling across jagged rocks, pain shooting through my ribs. Kaelen’s rampaging, sword slashing wildly, eyes unseeing but locked on me.

And in the center of the storm, she floated. Her back arched unnaturally, hair lifted in invisible winds, eyes glowing beneath fluttering lids. Her lips parted, breathless, and her fingers twitched as streaks of silver-blue energy raced along her skin like lightning cracks. Marlyn dropped to her knees. “She’s remembering.” “Remembering what?” Darian growled, stepping forward even as the power tried to push him back. Marlyn's voice trembled now. “Everything. Her past life. Her death. Her betrayal. All of it.”

She vowed to honor her parent's legacy, confront the enigmatic Alpha, and forge her destiny amidst the lunar tides that pulled her towards an uncertain future. With a final breath, Amelia stepped forward, her footsteps echoing in harmony with the ancient heartbeat of the forest. The journey to the summit awaited her—a journey that would test her resilience, ignite the flames of passion, and shape the destiny of not only her pack but the intricate tapestry of werewolf society.

Streams of blood poured scarlet stains in my hands –– the rust stench as the dagger squelched deeper hung in the air. My father clutched my wrist, his hand shuddering, cold and pale. He bared his teeth in torment, breath labored, as blood trickled down the sides of his mouth. “Run back to the palace, my boy. Tell your mother and sister to hide; the border has been seized.” That night, he embraced death with open arms, which was the same night the moon was shrouded in darkness. I had known the premonition of the eclipse: the curse and the bad omen it represented. Perhaps my father had surrendered to it.

She is the highness, the queen, Kimia Marleigh Ellis. "So, why are you not visiting me?" the queen asked. "I'm just busy,my queen. I'm sorry," the latter answered. "Well then, you need to make love with me today. I miss you so much. Don't you miss me, too?" Queen. Marleigh implied. Her whole world collapsed when she saw what her mate had done. Oakley pulled the queen and suddenly kissed her. The pleasure that the beast caused to the highness did not escape her sight. Marleigh even wrapped her arms around the Alpha's neck and deepened their kiss even more.