Novel & Cerita Bwwm Novels

Book 2 is now available on Goodnovel In my profile, you can find my available information to be aware of my books, which you can find both in Spanish here in BUENOVELA and in English in GOODNOVEL. AVAILABLE BOOKS Werewolf Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 "Por Siempre Tuya" - Book 1 "I Belong to you forever" BOOK 2 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 2 "Eternamente Mia" - Book 2 "Endlessly Mine" BOOK 3 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 3 "Infinitamente Nuestra - Book 3 "Infinitely Ours"

Blood smeared the floor beneath her boots. The moment her blood touched the glowing symbols, the chamber reacted. The red lines flared brighter. The constructs hesitated. Bella froze, chest heaving. “What did I” The pressure inside her snapped tight, then shifted. Not violently. Deliberately. The constructs backed away. Slowly. Uneasily. Bella straightened, heart pounding. She looked down at the blood on her hands, then at the wolves retreating from her. “That’s new,” she whispered. The chamber hummed, a deep vibration running through the stone.

One moment I was reading about ancient Lumina settlements, and the next I was somewhere else entirely. THE BATTLEFIELD STRETCHED ENDLESSLY UNDER A BLOODY-RED SKY, LITTERED WITH THE BODIES OF CREATURES I COULDN'T QUITE IDENTIFY. IN THE DISTANCE, A CITY BURNED WITH FLAMES THAT SEEMED TO CONSUME LIGHT ITSELF, WHILE OVERHEAD, BEINGS OF PURE RADIANCE CLASHED WITH SHADOWS THAT MOVED LIKE LIVING DARKNESS. "THE WAR BEGAN WITH THE BEST OF INTENTIONS," A VOICE SAID BESIDE ME, AND I TURNED TO SEE A WOMAN WHO LOOKED STARTLINGLY LIKE AN OLDER VERSION OF MYSELF.

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Planes flew overhead, dropping red smoke to combat the black rising from the forest. Trees went up, burning like torches, lighting the sky. Thick black smoke rose, cutting into the morning's blue sky like an evil sword, the sky losing ground to the murky haze. The flames screamed and grew larger, trying to reach the sun. Ash fell from the sky like gray rain, settling like soft snow on the burnt ground. ***

"Quentin will sneak back today. Would you like to come with me to the airport to pick him up?" "Quentin?" The name struck a chord of familiarity, echoing the male protagonist from my harem novel. "Quentin Bennett? The famous star Quentin Bennett?" "Yes," the woman gently touched my forehead. "No fever." I possessed an unusually high level of acceptance. Blinking, I realized I must have transmigrated. So, the reason that awful book was covering my face when I died served a purpose! Before my demise, I had been telling Randy that I would sue Quentin Bennett for bigamy!

As I ventured deeper into the woods, my determination burned brighter. I continued forward, stepping into a clearing. And that's when I heard it – rough, guttural movements in the distance. My breath caught in my throat, and I instinctively crouched low, my heart pounding even harder. The realization hit me like a freight train – I had stumbled onto Rivertide Pack's territory. Panic clawed at my chest. I was an intruder in a world I didn't understand, surrounded by werewolves I couldn't possibly defend against.

his voice dropped lower, “and acting on it are not the same thing.” My pulse thudded traitorously. “And which part do you struggle with?” I asked. “The wanting or the acting?” His eyes darkened. Fully. Visibly. “That’s your second question this morning,” he said. “Do you want a third answer too?” “If you’re offering.” “I’m not.” We stared at each other until Bren whistled from deeper in the woods. Kael exhaled sharply and gestured for me to follow. Coward. *** Bren was crouched beside the river bank, poking something with a stick. When he saw us, he grinned at me first. Always me.

David chuckled and went out of the room. Wunmi sat in her hotel room, reading one of the novels she got from a book store nearby. She took her phone and replied some messages on her chats and dropped the phone. She was still reading when she heard a noise from a part of the hotel, like a man was shouting at someone to open a door. She shrugged and faced her book. Not long, She heard a bang at the window. A little afraid, she stood up and carried a flower vase and stood beside the window. The window opened and a man jumped inside the room putting on only boxers.

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