Clannad Novels & Stories

The air crackled with tension as two opposing teams, the Wolfsbane and Silverbacks, closed in on their prey – the Gaia werewolf clan. The Gaia clan, though outnumbered six to three, held a secret weapon – the Heaven Scroll, an ancient parchment imbued with potent magical powers. Kai, their leader, was a formidable warrior, his strength and courage matched only by his unwavering loyalty to his clan. By his side stood Hael, a wise and cunning strategist, and Mary, the young woman entrusted with safeguarding the Heaven Scroll.

My Luna. But now, standing here, faced with the reality that Claire was not just an ordinary agent but the head of the very agency that had become my second family, a profound sense of duty washed over me. The shock gradually transformed into a fierce determination, a willpower to rescue her from Zack’s clutches, the cunning mastermind who sought to manipulate and control her for his own sinister purposes.

I never thought that Connor’s power could be like this…' "Now, if you may. Where is that damn Pallad?” Clad ordered Orlando who has been left speechless ever since. He seems to lose his wits. No, he already lost it for a long while now. “Ah, so you don’t feel like speaking then?” “Brother Clad…” Alex called him, which caught his attention. “What?” “Your nose…” He pointed his hand, which made Clad touch it. “It is bleeding heavily," he worriedly said as he looked at Clad.

Bella’s POV I wake up in a dark room, the warm glow of the sun peeking in from behind the thick curtains. I sit up as memories from the night before attack me and push the sheets away to inspect my body. There’s a bandage around my leg, covering a wound on my right shin, and a few bandaids here and there. There’s also a wet towel on the night stand beside me, resting in an empty bowl. The door opens and a man walks in. I panic and pull the sheets over myself to cover my exposed legs since I am now only wearing underwear and an oversized T-shirt.

" We spend the next hour planning our dream vacation, discussing travel arrangements, and eagerly anticipating the adventures that await us. The thought of leaving our worries behind and embracing the joy of the present fills us with anticipation and a renewed zest for life. As we finalize our plans, a sense of gratitude washes over me. Despite the hardships we've faced, we have emerged stronger, united by our shared experiences and unwavering support for one another. Little do we know that this trip will mark a turning point in our lives—a celebration of healing, growth, and the beginning of a new chapter filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. With our hearts brimming with h

With a small smile towards her and an annoyed sound from London, Brendan takes a deep breath. "Our last rule is that no one is allowed to have any friends outside of Crash Course Rebellion. Only aquaintances."

The room hung in suspense, her friends frozen in anticipation, as Claudine's inner battle raged on. Claudine's claws swiped through the air, her werewolf strength sending her friends crashing to the floor. Kris stumbled back, his arm bleeding from a gash. "Claudine, stop! You're hurting us!" Ezrianna cried, her hands weaving intricate patterns as she attempted to cast a calming spell. Ronald grasped Claudine's wrist, trying to hold her back. "Claudine, it's us. We're here for you." But Claudine's response was a vicious snarl, her teeth snapping mere inches from Ronald's face.

She seemed too busy flaunting her new status as the future luna, so maybe she didn’t see me as a threat anymore. We had two wolf-related classes on Wednesday. The first was Border Geography. Not that I needed to study it—I already knew the whole map by heart. There were four main clans: Arches, Siram, Ainar, and Kamaria—representing the new moon, full moon, waxing moon, and waning moon, respectively. Over time, internal conflicts had splintered the clans. The more they split, the smaller and weaker they became. Arches was the only clan that hadn’t fractured, which made it stronger and more powerful than the others. Siram had split into three, creating two additional full moon clans: Nikini a

Into the Mist The dawn broke cold and gray as Aria and Caden led their small band from the keep, the northern mountains a jagged silhouette against the sky. Frost clung to the ground, the air biting at their skin. Rollan nestled in a sling against Aria’s chest, his warmth a quiet comfort amidst the uncertainty. Caden rode beside her, his eyes sharp despite the absence of his wolf, a loss that still gnawed at him. Behind them, a handful of warriors followed, their loyalty a shield against the dangers ahead.

“This wasn’t planned. Even I didn’t know until a few days ago. But fate has a way of forcing itself through cracks, doesn’t it?” I didn’t even bother listening. My eyes had found Claire in the crowd. And damn, she looked like she was ready to burn the entire packhouse down with her stare. Foaming with rage, fists clenched, jaw tight. Lana kept talking. “She is not your Luna yet. But from today, you will give her almost the same respect you give your Alpha.” Raven looked like she wanted to punch a wall. I could relate. “Bring your hands forward,” Lana instructed.