Bleak Watcher Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

Bianca moved through the rows of watchers quietly, offering nods, quiet reassurance. Mother continued: “We will send three teams today: the Ward‑Menders, the Sentinel Scouts, and the Searchers of the Lost Blade.” She turned to me. “Serena, you will lead the Searchers.” We came to a ridge overlooking a vast valley of stone ruins. Once a stronghold of the Cult, now wilderness. But traces of dark magic lingered: purple haze at the edges, shadows flickering just out of reach. Kale scanned with hawk‑eyes; wolves crouched. Bianca spread words across the ridge.

Mazid was lying lifelessly beside the road, covered with blood. “No!!!!!” Sofiah ran towards him and panicked when seeing a lot of blood coming from his head. “Help! Please help!!” “Mazid! Mazid!” “Baby, please wake up!” Matin shook her by her shoulders. “Wake up, love!” Sofiah's eyes flew open and sweat covered her forehead. She was breathing hard as if she had just done a marathon. “Love, are you okay?” Matin asked, worriedly. “I-I had a nightmare,” she replied with tears.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

While she was having not so fun time, Blaze kept staring at her, watching her with lust but at the same time he was protecting her from afar, he looked everywhere who could be a danger to Mia and sighed when he didn't notice one. "What are you doing?" Zach asked beside him. "Watching my mate." He said without cutting off his stare. "It looks creepy dude, stop that." He chuckled and Blaze waved him off. All of a sudden, Blaze felt something bad is going to happen to his mate, he searched the area, looking for danger and found it. "That asshole!" He growled. "Who?" "Wait here, protect your Luna and your mate." Blaze ordered him and left him in confusion. He walked toward the guy who was starin

I tell him meekly as I feel my fear closing in on me again, while under his gaze. His hand grips my jaw tightly as he makes me loom up at his tall figure, "To you, I'm Death. Don't ask questions," "OK-" my door suddenly opened and he was gone as Mika entered the house She saw my dad as he lay dead in a pool of blood before looking at me. I was stunned, so stunned. What had just happened within the last 15 minutes of my life? "Oh shit, Gabi," she pulled me into a tight hug as she pets my hair as my face was squished in her chest, "You can stay with me- wait, you're not crying," she pulls my head back up

He's the pack leader, I'm his subject, and I'm in need of assistance. At the main entrance, there's a gatehouse manned by a thrall who looks up from her book with a dubious expression as I approach. Before she opens the window, she reaches for her hip to deactivate the safety on the revolver in her holster. Aside from hunting, I've never seen a real gun in person. That makes me wish I had given my actions more thought before rushing over here. "Name and purpose of visit." Her voice does not rise towards the end. It's not a question, but rather a warning that I shouldn't be here unless I have a solid cause.

Blair stood at the edge of the cliff, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun dipped below the trees, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. A chill swept through the air, sending shivers down her spine as she reflected on the recent events that had unfolded. The dark force was not just a distant threat; it had become an ever-present reality, and she felt the weight of that knowledge pressing down on her. “Blair!” A voice broke through her thoughts, and she turned to see Jayce approaching. His expression was grave, a stark contrast to the vibrant colors of the sunset. “We need to talk about the patrols. The reports are concerning, and I think we need to take immediate action.”

I can feel myself blacking out as black spots cloud my vision. Just as Psych is about to grab a hold of me I hear what sounds like bikes pulling up. Psych runs over to Jesse, who is bleeding from her head, and helps her up. I catch a glimpse of Melissa lying unconscious on the ground near the kitchen and when I look back over to Psych he and Jesse are peaking out of the holes on the boarded-up windows. "Shit, the Warriors are fucking here. How the fuck did they know where we were?" Psych says hysterically.

The same strength sucking world she’d insisted on walking one last time before the boys got back. I looked down at her, eyes closed, teeth clenched, struggling to hang on. I balanced her silver ring, a gift from our Mother, on my knee and pulled my grey sleeve over my finger tips, dabbing at the beading sweat on her forehead. Something was happening in the Blacklands and for the first time in memory, Shades were crossing the Southern boundry in droves, bringing with them their violet sky and starless nights. They didn’t eat, they didn’t sleep, they didn’t stop. They just kept coming, pushing us back and taking our land, leaving a sea of dead bodies in their wake.

Bile rose in Lucian's throat because of how worried he was. Even though he wanted to find out who Bellona was working for, his Alpha was more important than that. They could find about about that later, after all, she was locked up in their dungeon. "No need to panic. This dagger would kill an average wolf in an instant but you know this poison can't do much to me, much less kill me" Zephyr said calmly but his appearance said otherwise because he was now paler than usual and his eyes looked dazed. Lucian knew that Zephyr said those words to make him not worry. But how could he not worry when Zephyr looked like he'd collapse in the next second. This particular dagger had no cure so it was an