Coldheart Raid Novels & Stories

Heart of the Storm HYCINTH'S POV The words left my mouth, and the atmosphere changed. It darkened. The temperature dropped. The air thinned and crackled with electricity, churning and chaotic, silently screaming a warning for anyone wise enough to listen-it was coming. No, it was already there. The thing of nightmares and dark fairytales had been unknowingly unleashed. It was free. I waited for the flash of lightning and boom of thunder. It was inevitable. I was going to be struck down by it. There was no way for me to avoid it. No way for me to come out unscathed because I was the heart of the storm.

She informed him. He nodded. "I'll be leaving now. Good night." Ciara watched him leave. "Wow Ciara, you need to stop being an idiot." She scolded herself and walked inside. ••••••• The next day, Eva is prepared to go the the Acosta empire. Today she's going to meet her long time enemies. The people who ruined her life and who has been giving her sleepless nights. Every night she has nightmares about them and they keep doing the same thing over and over again.

Daniel could not follow her anymore, he has heard the final truth about how she was feeling and there was nothing he can about it anymore. His hatred for Black grew more and right on that spot, he promised to ruin everything good he has so he can have everything to himself. ~OUTSIDE~ Black lead the attack with his men to invade the VADOO gang. It was a merciless raid and lives were lost. Unless one of the men were lucky to skip work tonight as that would guarantee anyone surviving. They killed everyone when they refused to give out their boss's information. Black asked his men to search everywhere for clues and that was when they saw a mask that has Diane’s face.

Then his glow faded, his fangs retracted. Forcing myself to appear nonchalant, I scoffed. “You scare me, please.” I brushed past him, walking deeper into the woods. A lie, but a necessary one. Vulnerability coursed through me I was utterly alone. But.. How many of them were hiding in the shadows, waiting? Obviously wolves from my grandfather’s pack… traitors right under our noses. helped. But why? How had they infiltrated so deeply without detection? I couldn’t attack... not now.

Now see how hurt she is by my father's words! I snake my arm around her waist and bring my face to her already bowed one. I take her lips into mine and kiss her there and then. She's the only woman my whole heart beats for...the same woman who made me fight for my life only death bed. The woman of my heart. Now that death has served it's cold revenge on our behalf, all I need to do is to concentrate on our lives and make everything right for her...for me...for us. **** DARLENE

I told him, and he nodded and opened the envelope. I watched him read through the envelope and noticed his expression change to one of anger and worry, but I didn't say a word until he had finished reading. He sucked in a deep breath and looked up at me, and from his eyes, I already knew that the letter carried bad news. “Say it,” I told him. “The Woods Pack has declared war on us,” he said, and I sighed. I already knew; the rogues had already informed me about it. “What else does the letter contain?” I asked, curious to get more information. “They request that we heed to their demands, or we should get ready for a war on neutral ground on the day of the full moon, which is three weeks from

She had come back a few months ago, after a small werewolf had freed her from the clutches of witches and rogues. He knew Hanna was traumatized, but she hid it, so he did everything to see her smile. That included throwing parties and treating her friends as if they were royal. One day, she will find her fated fireheart, and Boris hopes that her fireheart was a dragon in the clã, or that he will join the clã. He can't lose her. All dragons have an incomplete fire in their heart, but when they find their fated fireheart, that fire never goes out, and they love forever. They only love one dragon in all their long lives. Even after death, they won't be able to love another dragon.

"He's going to hunt me... he won't stop..." "No." Cael held her face with both hands. "He is not going to hunt you. Because now he'll have to go through me. And I am not like the others he terrorized. I am Cael Blackthorn. Alpha of the Ironfangs. And if he crosses that border, I will rip his heart out with my own claws." Aurora was breathing with difficulty, but gradually Cael's presence calmed her. Her heartbeat slowed. She clung to him as if to a safe harbor.

Alex's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot as he added. "They'd pay!" Alice and Chris were beyond shocked. Chris's eyes glowed with a fiery red hue, his face contorted with anger. Without warning, he thrust his fist forward, aiming to strike Alex. But as if anticipating the attack, Alex swiftly intercepted Chris's fist with lightning speed, halting its course mid-air. With a powerful twist of his wrist, Alex effortlessly threw Chris backward, causing him to stumble several meters and crash onto the ground.

Adrian caught her arm, yanking her back just as a fissure opened where her foot had been. Elias swore under his breath. “This isn’t a failsafe. This is a tomb cracking open.” Lira stared down into the chasm. “No. Not a tomb. A vault.” They all turned toward her. “A vault?” Adrian echoed. Lira nodded grimly. “I read pieces of her encrypted files. She called it Project Winterheart. Said it was the only thing that would outlive her. It wasn’t just a legacy. It was a contingency.” Sera’s blood ran cold. “What’s inside?”