Coco Unicorn Wars Novels & Stories

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Especially a huge unicorn, which I can't wait to take home. "Which one do you want?" asks Habbab in my direction. "The white with purple unicorn over there." I reply, pointing to the prize I have in mind. "Okay, I'm going to get that prize for you." I pay with ten tickets, five for my round, and five for Habbab's, and then we get into position. Of course the man next to me is an excellent shot, and hits all the targets, I for my part only manage to hit two, so, at the end of the game, he gets the huge unicorn for me, and I give him a tiny little wolf, which actually reminds me of him.

“A Luna Ceremony. Yes, that’s exactly what we need. Let’s make it the biggest event this pack has ever seen.” In the corner of the room, Coco stood silently, her presence almost forgotten. Her eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and malice as she listened to the conversation. Perfect, she thought. This is the perfect opportunity. She would prepare a gift for Lilac— one that would not only separate her from Alaric but also plunge her life into chaos.

These symbols were not mere decorations; they were a language of power, a script that whispered of ancient rituals and forgotten lore. Among the artifacts, there was a scroll that appeared particularly ancient, its edges frayed with time, yet the ink on its surface remained vibrant and clear. As I unrolled it with care, I saw illustrations of figures that seemed to echo the very essence of my power—beings of fire and shadow intertwined in a dance of creation and destruction. The text beside the drawings spoke of a lineage of warriors who could harness the primal forces of nature, their abilities tied to the very heartbeat of the earth.

“I know. That’s why I need to do this carefully.” Tristan’s brow furrowed. “Carefully?” "Lucas is power-hungry," I continued, trying to keep my story straight. "He wanted control over my packs, and now that he thinks I'm out of the way, he'll want more, and he also thinks nobody can stop him.” That wasn't a lie. I know for a fact that Lucas would want to rule over more territory if given the chance, and he would be planning for it. “And that’s why we can’t just rush into a war. We have to be smarter than him.” I finished.

*** Walking into the training room, the warriors were already waiting for me. We are going to the Moon Crescent pack to finish them off once and for all to get this war over us. We will sneak into their pack tomorrow night and attack, remembering we need to be discreet. Then they st, they, and someone was asking about Regina. It made me angry, and I used my Alpha voice. All of you shut up; I felt like punching all of them in the face. Do they think I can't lead them? Was Regina taking over my PAC?k, I hope what that woman told me was a lie.

The moment I asked this asshole went into a full-blown quiet mode he was not taking and he looked like he had been thinking of something way important with the way he creased his forehead thinking deeply. But then he answered and honestly, no matter how I tried to make out the entire story he had just told me, I just couldn’t make out what and where the so-called Beowulf Pack was and now it made sense why he had healed super-fast and easily it was because he was not human.

The thing is, Emily cannot explain the hate as Samantha got everything, including the best in life, while Emily was only left to feed on the crumbs left by Samantha. "You daft, NicoLands is only a trade name. And just so we are clear, if they should call you, don’t ever accept," Samantha warned. Emily sighed. At least now she is at ease knowing that Samantha was not going crazy as she had suspected. "But I want to work, not as if I would have to deal with Nick," Emily murmured.

Sebastian held out his hand in front of his companions. Luna nodded and just listened to what they were saying as they sat around the spacious and large room. “That competition was called ᜀᜅ᜔ᜀᜅ᜔ ᜋᜎᜃᜐ᜔,” Lucy said. They continued to impart knowledge about the palace to the princess. She still listened to their stories even though she was reading books about their kingdom. Luna felt at ease, she felt safe with new acquaintances. From day one she already considered them as her friends. She realized that she's no longer alone because there are actually people waiting for her and wants to get to know her.

"Don't look so scared babe. The worse he'll make you do is fuck him. It might be pleasurable depending on-" Losing all his sense of his cool, war let go his mate and his cool demeanour flew out the window and into Trent's face. The blow to his packmate forced the large in height and width man to stumblya few feet backward. A sickening crack sounded. Trent groaned before his hands went to his face, letting loose a slew of curse words. His fullname was Warren; but that didn't suit him much. War was his name and he felt the surge of the power from the name flow through him as he stalked over to Trent.