Coldheart Raid Novels & Stories

Kristin walked closer, looked for herself, blanched. “Who’s that?” she whispered. Liv shrugged, still not able to make a sound. Her paralyzing terror at her vivid flashback was now morphing into shrieking terror for Emma. The bell rang again, and both women jumped. “I have to let him in,” Liv said hoarsely. “You activate the Code Red. Gather everyone up, get them all to the safe room. I’ll stay here and see what he wants.” “You mean, who he wants,” Kristin said, her voice hollow.

I watched as my daughter single-handedly disarmed and dismembered the guards that were sent to attack her. Aiden became more furious as the number of guards went down. He started pushing guards out of his way. When he came face to face with Scarlet whose chest was moving up and down from her heavy breathing. They stared at one another and the hatred for each other rolled off their aura in waves. The tension was high. “I guess I’ve got to deal with the trash on my own” Aiden said and scarlet growled into his face with her canines inches from his nose.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, prompting her to instinctively cover her ears in trepidation. Utkarsh, clad in a black shirt and jeans, entered the room bearing a birthday cake. With infectious enthusiasm, he approached Hiya ,singing, "Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday, dear Hiya... many-many happy returns of the day!" As he drew closer, her breath seemed to synchronize with his steps. There was an almost ominous aura about him, and an inexplicable fear seized her. In response, she unconsciously started stepping backward, maintaining a cautious distance as he advanced. The closer he came, the further she retreated until her back met the unyield

A low growl ripped through the trees. Jace shoved me behind him, his body shifting, claws slicing through his skin. Tyler sprinted back down the road, panic in his eyes. “They’re here,” he shouted. Shadows spilled out of the woods. Three figures cloaked in black, their eyes glowing violet. Council scouts. Faster, stronger than the hunters from before. One of them raised a blade carved with runes. “Surrender the girl,” he said, voice like gravel. “Or watch her burn you alive.”

The cold hearted prince ❄️(I melted his heart 💧) Luma writes ✍️ Chapter Twenty-two Warning ⚠️: Don't comment next on my posts please..🙏 🌠The next day 🌠 🎀 Gabriella's POV 🎀 I was awokened by the loud knock on the door, I went out to check who it was "So the witch finally woke up? are you happy now? now that my mother is dead"she yelled

I replied, “so what's the plan?” “There’ll be a raid tomorrow night. Feral Blood wolves will come into town to plunder our resources and you'll be taken in as a captive,” he stated calmly and blood rushed to my ears. Tomorrow night? I had until tomorrow night before I was captured and taken to The Rogue. I suddenly lost all the conviction I was feeling earlier. “How do you know there’ll be a raid tomorrow night?” “None of your business,” he growled, “the raid will happen at the market square just when traders are starting to leave, just make sure you're there and make sure you're captured. That'll get you into Fleki’s harem.”

Well, Neve was itching to see if Helma could cure a host of incurable diseases on her own. "Hey there, miss," came a smooth male voice from behind her. Neve jumped, spinning around to face a guy with a mischievous grin. "You, who are you?" He leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear. "Who am I? The name's Heartless Rogue, at your service, from the notorious Emeraldshade." A flicker of recognition crossed Neve's mind. "You're one of the big four bosses, right? Are you here on some secret mission? I'm sure there was one you were supposed to handle!"

“Tommy’s mine.” The sound of a helicopter made me shiver. Was someone coming to Archer’s assistance? No, it was far too soon for him to have summoned help and for it to be already here, though I knew he did once have a chopper; he kept boasting about it. Could this be one of the buyers arriving early? Hang on, was that guy leaning out at a dangerous angle armed? I ducked instinctively which made it extremely awkward to run. “Nobody move!” he yelled. “This is a raid sanctioned by the Werewolf Council of Canada.”

The host must defeat the attackers and discover who is behind them. [Reward - Deathwing Angel hatch time is decreased by 50%] How the hell?

By the time the doors finally opened again, the wind had already dried my tears. A pale Yvonne was pushed out from the room. Her best friends huddled around her, and the first thing that came out of her mouth was, "Set up the next punishment. We had those perverts choose him this time. Smuggle him to Southeast Aldoria next time. The underground circles there are far worse. "He can be the toughest man alive, but he'll still come back broken."