Bruja Novels & Stories

BLAKE “We’ve got our warriors stalking the perimeter of the Bois Sombre Pack. But their territory is too big to cover every part of it.” Beta Alfred walked into the bridal suite where I was now congregated with Luke, Jack, Kyle, Alex, Talia, and Tyce.

She kept rubbing and opened up her foul mouth, and there was an inhale of sharp breath, and then her eyes opened and she spat out a slimy yellow liquid, and she was coughing, her hand round her neck squeezing, and still had the yellow liquid coming out of her mouth. Karou sat behind her relieved. She had questions. A lot, but she’ll wait. Megumi didn’t have that same thought, she was on her feet swaying to the door. “Mistress…” she called following her. “Where is he?” she rasped out. “Who?” she asked confused. Megumi just kept walking and she couldn’t stop her from descending the steps. She stood behind her as she took in the room. And there was a groan and Karou was quick getting her gun an

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

“There’s a creature in there, born of my magic. It will stop at nothing to destroy you. Fight it, kill it, or die trying. Your choice.” Bruce’s eyes widened, but he didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward, his claws flexing as he prepared for the fight. The creature emerged from the shadows, its form a grotesque amalgamation of nightmare and dark magic. Its body was massive and hunched, with sinewy muscles bulging beneath slick, obsidian skin that seemed to ripple as though alive. Jagged spikes jutted out along its spine, and its limbs ended in razor-sharp claws that glinted in the faint moonlight. Its face was a horror—a maw filled with rows of jagged teeth, glowing amber eyes that mirrored Mal

It first began with a brisk walk, then a jog, then a full sprint running right at the men. "There is only one! Do not be afraid!" The closest captain bellowed out with a slight quiver to his voice. The dark figure drew closer and closer until it was finally visible. " REEEEEEEEEE!" It howled high pitched shriek as it charged at the men with it's arms out stretched. "What in the name of Brisia!?" Brisia was the goddess worshipped in their region as the goddess of betrayal and vengeance. The creature charging at them was indeed humanoid, maybe even could have been recognizable as human once, but definitely not anymore.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“Currently, there’s only one in the world, mom.” “That’s impossible! He has a mate and a family. This must be some sort of mistake.” “The present alpha is a she. She’s the daughter of alpha Rodrigo.” Dylan clarified what he meant. “You can’t be mated to someone from the Pride pack. That’s outrageous!” His mom yelled, to his surprise. How could she still be in denial after all he just explained? “And why is that, mom?” “Because those people are extremely dangerous. They are known for practicing magic. Dylan, they have casted a spell on you.”

She had the beauty of those with intermingled foreign blood. Her features were astounding. Brows as straight as eagle's wings, a pointed nose, full lips and lustrous brown hair that ended in a deep tangle at her waist. Her slim figure was almost sylphlike. Her eyes were her most defining features. Bright green and almond shaped. They also looked wildly apprehensive. She didn't know what to think of the female stranger until she turned to Titan and her smile evaporated. The blood had drained from his face. Unconsciously, he whispered the woman's name.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.