Bonbon X Lyra Novels & Stories

“But power without lineage draws attention.” Jake exhaled. “She can handle herself.” Lyra touched his arm. “I know. I just don’t want to see you punished for standing too close.” That stuck. Bella POV I found the records the next day. Not because I was looking. Because the door opened when I touched it. Old names. Old bloodlines. Stormborn written in margins, scratched out, written again. Ritual dates synced with moons. Disappearances labeled as containment failures. My stomach churned.

there's frustration in his voice. He really hate me the same. Just because of those seedling? “They are not just seedling,” he said as if saw through the deepest of my soul the doubt of him and his call of what he's doing. I gulp when his freezing hands touch mine, with a gentle brush of my fingertips. “Arsy...” my eyes widened. He giggled, gone the serious face. “Now,” he said in excitement, “let's learn how to use those seedling to our advantage, Pyro!”

“I am afraid you have to excuse us, I have something to show my wife but for the meantime, you can come with us into the hall, I have an announcement to make” Grabbing a hold of her hand, I gently lead her out of the arena and towards the other side of the building. “What more do you have to show me, babe?” A pout appears on her lips, “three Rose noire droptail, I am not sure when I am going to use it and what more, the luxury clothes and bags, shoes babe!! You have done enough and I don’t want anything else” “You are lucky I can not bring down the heavens for you my princess”

He finally turned his gaze away from Nyssa, and the moment they landed on Lyra, she froze. Her heart began to spike as she felt his alpha aura envelop her. She swallowed and quickly picked up her briefcase. "Well…" She sighed dramatically. "I shouldn't keep everyone any longer." Nyssa didn’t say anything, just nodded. Lyra flashed her a smile, and began to walk out of the warehouse, but just as she got to the exit, she stopped and turned around, "Oh," Lyra gasped, “I almost forgot." Nyssa blinked, her lips parted, but before she could say anything, Lyra brought out two ivory envelopes from her briefcase. Both of these envelopes were sealed with blue wax, and they had golden lettering on the

“Take a look at the sincerity Blood Moon has brought you, and then make your decision. Alright?” Lyra silently accepted the box from Raven’s hand. The wooden surface was carved with elaborate patterns, carrying the ancient essence of Blood Moon, but she paid little attention to that. Her slender fingers gently opened the lid. Inside, there was only a single scroll of parchment, bound tightly with a deep crimson ribbon. She untied the ribbon and unrolled the parchment before her. Moments passed, and Lyra’s expression shifted almost instantly. First came surprise, followed by doubt, and finally, her features settled into a look of pure bewilderment. Her delicate brows furrowed as her eyes fill

a curious classmate asked. Calla glanced at Lyra beside her and asked, "Lyra, are you familiar with her?" Lyra curled her lips, shook her head, and said, "Not really." Calla turned her head and said slowly, "Lyra is the designer of the Love Series!"

The irked woman jounced her head before she looked at Eve again. " What was your family's name?" Like we wouldn't know the answer to that question. What kind of stupid- " Mia." Her eyes skimmed over the train, before formerly again she jounced before letting out a shriek. She took off the spectacles she was wearing before looking at the three of us. " Look, you can borrow her. But it will have to be in the morning. I can not let it be until a background check is done on you to make sure"

They expected the death-touch to harm the infant. Victor took her with hands that were steady and strong. He didn't flinch. He walked to the edge of the fire. "Her name is Lyra," Victor announced. "Born of the Blood Moon. Breaker of Lines." He lifted her high above his head, presenting her to the moon and the pack. It happened naturally. Lyra sensed the attention. She sensed the pack. Her skin began to glow. It started soft, a gentle starlight. Then, it flared. A pulse of pure silver energy rippled out from her body.

A distinct click sound, then a robotic voice rang out: “Scanning irises for identification verification. Please draw close to the red flare light.” I held my breath and leaned forward as a red flare light swept my face. After a second of dead silence, a long beep sounded and the bag snapped open. A minute later, I descended the stairs and strolled into the Living Hall where a mob of angry Lycans and she-Lycans glared at Idris Raed with righteous indignation. “Your Luna wanted to pardon Asma Mirza! Now look what happened!” “I heard the scouts sighted some rogues on the western border. If that vile woman joined hands with them…”

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.