Coldheart Raid Novels & Stories

They charged towards the men, cutting them down with ease. Russe recognized the leader of the group. It was his own Beta, Kaleo from the Teros Pack, sent to rescue them. Russe breathed a sigh of relief as they approached him. “Alpha Russe, are you hurt?” Kaleo asked. “I’ll be fine,” Russe replied, his voice strained. “But we need to find Adelia and Reina. They’re in danger.” Kaleo nodded and they quickly searched the surrounding area. They found Adelia and Reina hiding behind a nearby tree, unharmed but terrified.

Maybe some fresh air would help clear my head and give me some clarity on what I needed to do next. It was crazy. Raiden is a fucking manipulator and I can’t believe I fell for his charms he planned all this just to get closer to me and that was who he was, always trying to get his way. “I will fucking kill Raiden”

Aria’s eyes narrowed. “Back to where it all began,” he replied, then strode off as if marching into battle once more. Aria wanted to call after him, but swallowed the words. She knew there was no turning back. If Damian Cross had returned, the storm had already begun. And Kai stood at its very center. On the television, the commentators spoke of comeback, glory, redemption. But the eyes on the screen promised something else: blood, vengeance, destruction. And deep in Kai Mercer’s heart, a voice whispered the cruel truth: if the ring pulled him back in, it wouldn’t only be his fists that bled.

But as the scent of her hair hit me—something soft, like vanilla and old books—I felt a jolt of something that wasn't in the contract. The "Cold Heart" was starting to thaw, and that was the most dangerous betrayal of all.

Eleana sniffed her nose while trying to hold back her tears. The door opened again, and Leonardo walked in. Antonio and Eleana looked at him before breaking the hug. "Ayden's location has been traced. It's in the northern area. Leonardo informed them with a dark expression on his face. Hearing his words, Antonio's face also darkened as he clenched his fists. Eleana, on the other hand, had no idea about the sudden danger, as she felt a sudden relief after hearing the unknown information about the upcoming storm.

Herrick whispered and pecked David's head. « Accepting the decision of Moon Goddess, they cherished the mate bond and made a promise to make it through whatever future might hold » The End of 'My Cold Hearted Mate'

“So it’s true. Mooncrest and Blackthorn walk together.” “Mostly,” Aria said. “We’re working on it.” Myra nodded once. “Good. Because the Frost Warden isn’t the only thing stirring.” That got everyone’s attention. --- The war room was full again. Myra stood at the head of the table, spreading out a map carved into hide. Red marks ran along the northern ridges—old routes, old battlegrounds. “Raiders,” Myra said. “Not rogues. Organized. They hit three of our outer holds in the last month. They’re using Moonstone dust.”

A family on the run. Blackthorn Northern Border Kai’s POV The army marched at dawn.Three thousand strong.Frostland raiders. Mercenaries. Witches.Rorak rode beside me grin sharp his raiders chanting low war songs.Draven rode on my other side eyes cold his killers silent, deadly.Veyra walked behind violet runes glowing on her skin blood magic humming in the air.We were coming.And nothing would stop us...

Hollow Choir (chorus): “Celeste Valentina Morau. Ten pieces. We only need one more face tonight.” The bloodstone on my forehead burns cold. Crown HUD (crimson, screaming): THREAT LEVEL: OBSIDIAN HOLLOW CHOIR – 12 ACTIVE VESSELS Primary target: Celeste Morau Secondary targets: All witnesses Remy steps in front of me, dagger glowing hellebore-purple. Remy (growling): “Over my dead body.” The Choir smiles with twelve stolen mouths. Choir: “That can be arranged.”

His fingers found the patient's carotid—thready, rapid, retreating. "Unknown. No ID. Track marshals found him at the old Quirino circuit. Illegal race." Cyrus's hands paused above the patient's sternum. Quirino. The street racers called it The Graveyard for the concrete barriers that lined the back straight. He'd pulled three bodies from there last year. Two more the year before that. The city kept promising to demolish it. The kids kept finding ways in.