Crescent City Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

"Fine. I want to see the human before I leave here. He must know who he is, and his relevance to this world so his life may be preserved. He cannot die or be endangered." "Vermin bitch." I mutter, seething. "I make the terms. Not you." "You don't understand anything. You act like you don't care, like you can't love, like you can't protect anymore yet you built the Fifth Throne and protected the vampires of the Central kingdom. What the fuck is wrong with you?" Now that cuss calls my attention. Crescent has never cursed before me throughout I knew her growing up. Basically, I knew when she was born. I knew as she aged, spoke, learned, until she became this young adult blabbermouth of a woman.

“This is a possibility. One of many. The Rift shows what might be, what could have been… and what still lingers.” Around them, the air shimmered, and scenes unfolded like theater on the glass sky. —A version of Kael with silver-streaked hair stood alone before the Crescent throne, a crown in one hand, Aria’s broken pendant in the other. —Lena knelt beside a pyre of Crescent warriors, tears streaming down her face as flames consumed them. —Brin, older and scarred, stalked through a frozen world where wolves howled under red moons. And then—

" He says excitedly. Knowing that, that all happened here changed my perspective of the Story. Knowing what I know about Cress Heights then it could all be real and not just a myth. Either way I don't care. Nathan Cress should be here soon. He's the asshole playing Xander. Everyone says we have a connection but I honestly doubt that because I can't stand him and his loudmouth. I grab my phone; I had put it on silent earlier. I see that Katie had left me with two missed calls and two messages. Kay♡: Cassie is at the Academy! I thought she left for Utah! I chuckle. I could already tell she was freaking out. Cassandra is her Witch Ex-girlfriend. They were sure they loved each other. At least K

he lifts me up once more with a harsh grip, heaving breathlessly as he drags me away, “-right where it all began.” “The Crescent City?” I hear my wolf faintly comment before slipping away into the slumber brought on by the wolfsbane, mercilessly dragging me away into unwelcomed oblivion.

The devastating outcome is that Crescent Moon is now a wandering pack without territory, must either search for new lands or merge with another pack. At this moment, my ex-mate sits directly across from me, studying the books and trying to make sense of all the numbers. For several days now, she's been sorting through financial documents in the Alpha office with me, helping me decipher the books. Surprisingly enough, she is great at accounting, a side of her I've never seen before.

CILLIAN “You certainly know how to clear a room,” I teased Ciara as I hugged her tightly. “But I have to admit, I’m impressed.” “With what?” Ciara asked. From the corner of my eye, I spotted Wes leaning closer to Ella, whispering more about the merger and what was to take place. Despite the fact that I had to deal with humans in Moon Valley, seeing shifters mingling with humans didn’t seem to be as taboo as I would have thought.

If I let him, I'm sure Blaze would rip Alpha David apart, just for the way he touched her earlier. "Let's go through what we know of this pack" Dante suggested pulling out a book from his bag that held the history of the Cresent Moon pack. "Maybe it will provide a clue." It was a long shot, as we were here to collect information about the pack, but it was worth a try. We sat on the couch with the book proped between our knees. The book was relatively empty. It seemed even before they shut their borders, the pack flew under the radar.

Xavier said, his lips turning up in amusement. He was so annoying, but in an interesting way. … Later that night, I got ready for the Crescent Moon Gala. It was an annual charity event held in Mooncrest City, where several dignitaries gathered. Beyond the charity, people made connections and all. It was also a display of wealth. I was dressed in a baby blue dress, with silver heels and a matching clutch completing the look. My hair was swept into a soft, elegant updo, with a few curled strands framing my face.

“This is stupid. Nothing’s happening.” “Keep going,” Ezra said, crouching nearby. “I saw you last night—you were close. What does it feel like?” “Fire in my bones. Everything locks up. No release.” Dane pushed through the reps. “Why do you care? You hate me.” Ezra laughed. “I like winning. Beating you fairly beats holding this secret. Talk. When did you first realize you couldn’t shift?” “I was fourteen,” Dane grunted. “Full moon ceremony. Everyone changed easily. I froze. Dad covered, said late bloomer. It never came.”