Covens Novels & Stories

"The Covenant's recruitment infrastructure is more secure than we anticipated. They're using military-grade encryption, isolated systems, multiple authentication layers." Marco felt something shift in his chest. "How much more secure?" "We can still get in," Thomas said quickly. "But it's going to take finesse. We can't just inject Volkov's credentials into their system like we planned. We'd leave signatures. They'd detect the intrusion." "So what do we do?" Marco asked. "We do it the long way," Thomas said. He pulled up a technical schematic, The Covenant's network architecture, depicted in glowing green lines and node connections. "We don't hack their system. We piggyback through their leg

Who had found in the idea of coexistence not a compromise but a conviction — something he held the way other people held their oldest certainties, quietly and without needing it confirmed. He told him about the alliance. The human official who had been willing to meet him — a lord named Aldren Daven, Dravon said, and paused there for a moment with something in his expression that acknowledged the weight of that name now that Aldric knew whose daughter Aldren Daven had — and the years of careful work that had made the agreement possible. He told it without bitterness. Not because the bitterness wasn't there but because it had been a long time and Caevan had not been a bitter man and speaking

“One more. Give it to me.” Mara came hard—raw, shaking, a broken cry filling the room. The tight clench pulled Dominic over the edge; he buried himself deep and finished inside her with a low, shattered sound, forehead pressed to her spine. They stayed joined for several long breaths, the city lights still glittering beyond the glass, the rain still streaking the windows. Dominic was the first to speak, voice quiet and final. “The contract said one weekend. The contract just became the baseline. You’re both mine until Monday morning. Clear?”

She wanted something warm. The phone call she'd received a week ago had come as a nice surprise. Miguel Santos, one of the most desired bachelors in the city, had a new girlfriend. There was no astonishment there. What she hadn't been expecting was that he wanted, once again, for Cassandra to be this new girlfriend's personal assistant. She knew why: If she could survive the demon sitting in front of her, then she could survive anyone else thrown her way. She didn't even need to consider it. It was an offer she couldn't resist. Her money had been squandered, and she doubted anybody would be more horrible than Ms. Nadiva.

I said, changing the topic. He just gave a sigh of surrender and nodded, "So far, we haven't received any VIP clients that require your attention. But there is something weird circulating around in the industry." "What is it?" "It's about the Coven." My eyes widened. It was a word that I hadn't heard in a long time. If timed correctly, the Coven goes way back from the beginning of the world. Yet, they had only been sighted a hundred years ago, that many people get the wrong idea.

He took my hand and squeezed it and I allowed myself to believe maybe I was wrong. "That's awesome." And it was. But it also made me so afraid. "They are coming here." He tapped his fingertips against the armrest of the bench, knee bouncing in excitement. Um, weird. "Why?" Covens didn't just up and visit each other. Not that it was illegal or anything, but a visit wasn't typical. Tended to end in power plays and property damage. Witches didn't exactly know how to play nice with others. "Only a few of them," he went on, as if that mattered. "It's a huge coven, Syd, over four hundred members."

and that seemed to do the trick. Humans stayed away from that mess of a crowd and did their own thing while the largest convention center was built by the Black Raven Coven. Supernaturals were the only ones allowed unless you were a human residing in the Coven with a special ID card. Every single person was checked at the door. Upon waking the next day after Sebastian told me that the Kingdom of Vermillion was, in fact, still healing from the former King Darius, we trudged down the stairs to speak with Rowan and the troubles that would soon be coming to the Coven.

The covens were united. Caleb finally cleared his throat, and spoke up in a loud voice. “My fellow members,” he began. “What happened today was an attack not just on me, not just on my son, but on all of us. The malevolent coven coordinated this attack, this breach of our shores, and we must answer with equal force. I will fly today to exact revenge on this horrible, unjustly murder. To exact revenge for all of us. If need be, I will fly alone. But I welcome you to join me, to avenge the cruel and merciless death of my innocent boy.

Hyperion approached and looked more closely at Sophia. "Um... Normally there's no such thing as 'contamination', but it makes sense what you're saying... I know some covens work as healers in the human world, they usually stay in areas with poorer populations." ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

It was when they saw that she was planning to rule the West or start a new coven that other households relaxed. Therefore, If a single KuLaa could stand against a mammoth coven like Ember and sweep it off in a single night, What chance does an eleven-member coven that Lord Ræm belonged to stand? After Interrogating the captives from the house Ræm, KuLaa was able to discover that some covens from the west were already in cohorts with covens from the east, north, and South. They were all scared of her power and were preparing to bring her down. But for some unknown reason, they didn't want her dead. They wanted to kidnap her and h