Broken Souls Ariana Cane Novels & Stories

The silence was only broken when her phone rang and she saw it was Inna. The tears she had been holding back finally fell, and she quickly switched off her phone, before burying her face in her knees and crying her eyes out. That night, as she prepared to go to bed, Zeenah came to a sudden realization of something she had been denying. But it was already too late to make amends now. Abubakar was slowly breaking her into bits and pieces. The deed had been done.

That's when I realized going through the alpha wouldn't help… To attack a system, you go through the motherboard…the Luna. Without the Luna, let's face it. This pack would be doomed. I mustered courage and pasted a massive smile on my face and strutted with so much confidence. I smirked as I closed the distance between us, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. There she was. Raven. The pack’s precious, broken Luna. The woman everyone still whispered about like she was some tragic saint, even after everything. Even after Marcus had made it clear she was no longer wanted.

I thought I had all the answers. But after what happened tonight, I had concluded that this lady had long forgotten about everything that had to do with me. The way she had looked at me with those cold eyes, like she had already buried me in the past, while I was still here, suffocating myself in it. But, I'm not sorry. The past was not just past for me and that’s the thing about Ariana. She destroys you without even trying. I needed answers. And I’m going to get them, no matter what it takes.

His forgotten Luna Ariana couldn't still get over what happened that night. She was really so Obsessed to pay Alpha theo back for what he did to her. He spoiled her innocent self now just take a look at her. She had already been abused. She's no longer that sixteen year old girl she was Back then. She had changed and she promised to pay back those people who spoiled her Life. Queen Sarah is the most number one person who she really needs to get rid of. Alpha Theo is the second one. The person who's giving her this trauma guess what? She heard it clearly. She heard when they were saying that she was pregnant.

He rushed into Claire’s room, and instantly his eyes widened in horror. Before him, Claire lay helpless on the cold floor, her body covered in wounds. Her consciousness was fading. Arsen felt as if his heart were being squeezed tightly in that moment. He screamed and ran toward Claire’s body. But before he could actually reach her, a voice made him freeze. “Well? Don’t you like it if I kill her? Don’t you love me?” Arsen turned to his right and saw a beautiful girl in provocative clothing smiling sardonically while holding a knife. She stared at Claire’s body with a cold, cynical gaze.

Blood still stained the sleeve of his black shirt, dark and sharp against the fabric. Ariana looked away from it quickly. “You said someone tried to kill me.” “Yes.” “Why?” “That’s becoming an interesting question.” Ariana wrapped her arms around herself tightly. None of this felt real anymore. Yesterday she was a forgotten girl trapped inside her stepmother’s house. Now strangers were dying, ancient symbols appeared around her, and dangerous men whispered strange titles connected to her name. Moonborn. The word made her chest ache for reasons she couldn’t explain. Kael noticed the fear in her expression.

She watched and felt him extracting from her. Her lungs burned and her body weakened further and darkness crept into the edges of her vision. This was it. She couldn't keep her promise to Killian and he was going to come for her only to find her body. She closed her eyes and tried to reach for Nyx but her powers faltered. But just when she started to mutter her last prayers Kallum's body jerked and his grip loosened. Ayla coughed violently as air rushed back into her lungs and immediately slipped into unconsciousness.

Like yesterday. It was Natasha’s first death anniversary. Cyrus asked Denzel to stay at home but he was constantly crying and kept on saying that his heart is in pain. Cyrus couldn’t deny the fact. He wasn’t the father of the girls, still if he could not come up in terms with the fact that he would still cry for her, Denzel was the mother of her. He took him to cemetery, where our angel was resting.

Chapter 2: The Rot Beneath The next morning, Atlas wakes with the shape of the girl still burned into his mind. Her white hair, the way she didn’t move even when the wind picked up. She’d looked like she belonged there, a fixture among the dead. His dreams hadn’t been any kinder. He’d dreamt of bones beneath his skin, shifting like they were trying to get out. He'd dreamt of voices whispering in the dark, too low to understand but heavy with meaning.

“It’s possible… but extremely rare. They say only a Vessel can survive it.” “Azaria is a Vessel,” Ariana said. “She was. Maybe still is.” They worked as scholars, turning page after page of books, and would not relent. I took pride and I was scared simultaneously. Then, without warning, Ariana went still. “Ariana?” I called. She didn’t answer. Her eyes had clouded over turning silver and gold like tempered steel. Her body stiffened, lips parted, breath caught mid-inhale. I reached for her.