Book Review The Nest Novels & Stories

They both bowed at the sight of the king and Daerason grinned. "Welcome Your Grace" said the female, "lord Isiah is expecting your arrival" "I guess we're just in time" said Dorian, "lead the way then" The two Nest people lead them to their city, The Nest. They passed through the walls around it that had a statue of two giant birds at the entrace gate. They walked in the city and till they reached the palace where they met Lord Isiah Stronghold and his wife Lady Nia Stronghold. They both bowed at the sight of the king, "King Dorian, welcome to the Nest. The king went off his horse and shook the lords hand. "Its my pleasure being here"

She grinned. +++TIME SKIP+++ As Brianna stepped into her room, her eyes were filled with excitement and happiness, there in the middle of the room was her Omega nest. The nest was just like how she expected when seeing at her friends house back in the school, but this was better. Not only that it seems fluffy and filled with her belongings but it…looks very beautiful with a lamp hanging above it, along with some feathers which kinda remind her of a dreamcatcher. “Wow, it’s very beautiful… Brianna said, examining her bed before slowly laying back there. “And very cozy…” she said a bit purring.

Supposedly it taints the scent, they only want to smell their mate and no one else. I let out a sigh as I turn the knob and walk in but froze as soon as we step into the room. I literally felt my heart skip a beat at the sight I seen on the bed. I think I almost squealed like a little girl when I saw his nest Xavier and I slowly looked at each other smiling, "he made his nest!" We both said at the same time. I turned my head back toward his nest. Xavier and I both slowly approached the nest. I looked at it in awe, it was truly the coolest and most beautiful thing ever. He took all the pillows and blankets then made a wall around himself neatly. You could see he took our clothes and placed th

“Your friend’s life isn’t worth your stubbornness.” My fists clenched tightly at my sides. The urge to punch him warred against the sting of the threat. In the end, the weight of Sarah’s safety forced my feet to move toward the club’s entrance. --- The Shadow Nest was worse than I’d imagined. Sensual music thrummed faintly in the background as scantily clad women floated through the lobby, their laughter flirty and enticing as they circled wealthy-looking men. The air itself felt thick with the mingling scents of desire and alcohol.

It was unmistakably a nest. She had read about them in the old stories—whispered tales passed between girls too curious for their own good. Dragon males, they said, built nests not out of instinct alone, but out of intention. They were sacred places, prepared only for mates. Not temporary lovers. Not playthings. Mates. The kind dragons would kill to keep. It wasn’t just where they bred. It was where they bonded. Where they brought what they claimed. Where they surrendered the part of themselves even war could not scorch: softness.

"Analog. You want to hide the most advanced biological technology in history in a two-thousand-year-old stone pipe." "It’s the only place the ghost can't follow," Maya said. As The Nest tilted its nose upward, beginning the long, dangerous ascent toward the coast of France, Maya looked at her children. They were the end of one story and the beginning of a much longer, much more complicated one.

Nesta was Devon's mate and this mistress, whoever she was, wanted Nesta dead. "Nesta.." I whispered softly and cursed at myself for speaking her name as I saw the gleam in the man's eyes, but it was too late. They knew her name now. Whoever she was, she would know. Nesta’s POV: I watched the sun rise from beyond the mountains outside the window, blue mist swirling around giving the whole forest around the castle a very charming effect. The hot coffee in my hand wafted warm tendrils of steam into my face and I sighed softly. I was feeling so numb, my heart felt as if it had gone through a battle overnight and emerged with a lot of cuts and wounds. So this is how it feels, having one's heart b

The Nest was no longer just a hiding place. It was a fortress. And most importantly, it was our home.

**Chapter 95 – Heart of the Void **March 22, 2031 – Final Nest, Antarctic Convergence** The last nest is buried under miles of Antarctic ice—a frozen fortress hiding the swarm’s true heart. A black cathedral of carapace and void, pulsing beneath the polar cap, feeding on the planet’s core ley lines like a parasite sucking marrow from bone. One massive spire rises through cracked ice—taller than Everest, wide as a city, tendrils spreading global, corrupting oceans and skies with black veins visible even from orbit.

The Elder has never asked, but it's been his theory for years. In the past whenever he’s tried to ask the Omega about his nest, it either embarrassed him, or he didn’t remember. The Elder found it strange how an Omega could build an entire nest and not realize they were doing it. Lexon has come home many times in the past and found Jace had made his nest. But when he complimented it, Jace looked at it shocked as if he had no idea how it got there. Lexon watches Jace place one of his shirts on top before filling the center of the nest with several pairs of boxers, a pair of sweatpants, and two T-shirts. The Omega holds the third t-shirt against his nose, smelling it before crawling inside the