Crescent City Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

We broke for air intermittently, our breaths hitching in the cold air, only to dive back in, more fervent than before. For the first time, it didn't matter that we were standing out in the open, in the middle of a city street. I was the Luna; the whole of the Crescent Moon belonged to me, or so the people believed. I tried to lean into that power, but the thought flickered out the moment it arrived. At almost the same time, I felt the unmistakable heat of him, strong and hard, pressing against me. Instinctively, I reached for him, my fingers brushing against the heavy fabric of his trousers. A low, guttural moan escaped his lips.

“Somebody, anybody, can you hear me out please, somebody, you bastard Hector show your face, I know it’s you, you’re just a coward and some, I kept on shouting knowing that they could hear me and are preparing to come face me right here to get what they want Oh no!, am sure Damien must be restlessly looking for me right now and he doesn’t even know how much I care and love him so dearly. It’s such a shame that I didn’t finish the job the last time I tried to kill me and am sure the bastard is planning on taking his own revenge, the same way too. “I wish I could contact Damien or Dennis right now and tell them that I’m in some kind of trouble caused by Hector’s men, which I am sure of but I d

Driving to the Midnight pack and leaving Dimitri to overlook Crescent Moon as Beta Josh and Gamma Gabe both wanted to attend Bisnonna’s pyre, they grew up with her and have very fond memories of when she had come and literally brought them all together as a big family. Listening to how she handled them as young pups I could feel the admiration they each held for her and a part of me feels left out since I didn’t know her but just meeting her twice.

I could say that the Coronation ceremony was one of the happiest days of my life. I was already heavily pregnant with twins and all my friends from the Red Claw Pack came to celebrate with me. Damien had been made the new Alpha which made Penelope the new Luna. But that was not enough to make her father-in-law and her husband's brothers stop teasing her. With me by Zade’s side, the Silver Crescent Pack quickly reclaimed its lost glory. “I’m just so glad that the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance with you,” Zade said as we watched the twins play a game of chess.

I fidgeted with a piece of fabric, my face reddening even more. “Oh... I don’t know,” I admitted, thinking back to the sweet little town near Edwin’s mansion, of the way that people smiled and waved when we passed, of Hadley and the beautiful home that I had come to love over winter break. “I wouldn’t mind being Crescent’s Luna, but it’s hard to decide such things right now. Everything still feels so new and overwhelming.” “You know,” Claudia said, leaning back in her chair with a thoughtful expression on her face, “it would be possible to combine the packs if you wanted. Silverbite and Crescent have long been allies. You could be the tie that finally brings our packs together as one.”

Ever. Raina has to stay in the Crescent Moon Pack, being abused by the ruthless Alpha forever. That’s her fate… no way in hell would I let Silas bring her here. He might even fall for her for real, and I would lose my position as the future Luna of Whitecrest Pack. So, I seduced one of the warriors and fucked him so he could tell me what Silas’ plan was. Luckily, the warrior was too pussy-whipped to tell that I was only playing with him.

“The city doesn’t care what you want.” The moonlight poured through a cracked window, silver and unforgiving. Ari realized something then—something terrifying. They weren’t just protecting her. They were fighting themselves. And the rules they’d just laid out? They were already breaking them. Because desire wasn’t fading. It was growing teeth.

“Well, she isn’t a poor urchin anymore. You must have heard she is now mated to Adrian Danegan, the Alpha of Crescent-Moon pack. Her mother chuckled. “Oh poor child. She obviously his plaything until he finds her replacement, just like Alpha Jason did with her.” “Wrong!” Celia fired back and grabbed her phone from the apron she wore. She unlocked it and shoved a picture of Adrian fondly kissing Vivica on the forehead. “Playthings don’t get forehead kisses on the altar, mum. At least not while they are wearing such a ridiculously expensive rock on their finger.” Celia watched with a satisfied grin as her mother’s fingers curled up into a fist. On a closer look, her jaw sagged and her eyes wid

I take one more step. The silver scar on my forehead blazes white. Celeste: “Leave my valley. Or I’ll make you remember what it feels like to lose.” For the first time, the Forty-Eighth backs away. She dissolves into steam and is gone. The valley breathes again. The HUD flashes once. 15 / 47 The Forty-Eighth retreats. Stories > pieces. Remy pulls me into his arms. Remy (awed): “You just made a goddess run.” Seras whoops, flames painting the sky.

I let out a quiet, humorless laugh. What a ridiculous fantasy. Ryder Landon was the future Alpha of Crescent Moon, raised to lead, bred for power. Our lives weren't supposed to collide. Weren't compatible. Maybe the Goddess thought otherwise, but standing here in a house that reeked of vodka and broken promises, I couldn't help but wonder if she'd made a mistake. Each item went into the bag with a force that wasn't quite anger, wasn't quite grief, but something in between. A recklessness that lived in my hands and wouldn't let them stop.