Cruel And Beautiful World Dramione Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He could only hope she was safe. A knock sounded from the opposite side of the door. Damon sighed and told whoever was there to come in. Noir approached a girl. She had copper hair, a straight copperhead that framed her face. Blue eyes and full pink lips. She was pretty but most importantly, she reminded me of the girl at the river. She reminded him of his mate. “Alpha”, Noir addressed him. “I found my mate”. That got Damon’s attention. He was genuinely happy for Noir. He was like a brother to Damon ever since he joined the pack. Noir deserved to be happy.

WARNING !!! 18+ CONTENT WITHIN CHAPTER (SUBTLE BDSM REPRESENTATIONS THAT YOU MIGHT FIND DISTURBING) EUDORA. I have always known my time in the BlueCoven pack would come to an end and I had hoped that whenever that happened, I would leave good memories behind. I would have wholesome memories that would overshadow the toxic ones that I would have to live with forever wherever I find myself. I had imagined myself saying my goodbyes to Conan, stealing an innocent kiss from him and disappearing before he was able to process. I imagined myself going down on my knees to thank Luna Eleanor for not leaving me for dead the very day she found me and Alpha Oslo for accepting to take care of a young chil

Darius sighed, “It was just sex, Draven. I have other things to worry about. Luna hasn't been found yet and no word on The Red Hand gang. Everything is a mess around here if you haven't noticed.” “This is my woman we’re talking about, not someone you could easily dismiss, Darius,” I growled. “Your woman enjoyed sex with both of us. She's not yours, Draven, let her go,” Darius sighed. I scoffed, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I told you she's the woman of my dreams!” “You’d probably still have or see another woman in one of your visions, Draven, let’s not fret over this,” Darius argued.

“No. I didn’t.” But she had. Every nerve in her body screamed it. The friendship was back. The crowd cheered, oblivious to the storm between them. The photographers cheered. Headlines were already forming in real time: THE REJECTED LUNA RETURNS AS ALPHA’S FIANCÉE LOVE REIGNITED BETWEEN RIVALS! BLACKWOOD AND MOONSTONE MERGE BY BLOOD AND FIRE! Aurora forced herself to smile, her nails biting into her palm. Damon leaned close again, his whisper cutting through the noise. “Whatever this is,” he said quietly, “you can’t run from it anymore.”

Alpha executing his own kind. The violence is escalating. People aren't just dying. They're being destroyed. Torn apart. Incinerated. Obliterated. I document everything. Every death. Every method. Every second. Because this battle will change London's supernatural balance. The casualties on both sides are too high. Too public. Too witnessed. Parliament can't hide this. Too many bodies. Too much destruction. Even the Veil has limits. 7:38 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-06). Staked by Callum Brennan. Died trying to kill Cormac.

n "I am Alpha Finlay of the Crimson Paw's pack in Easton, Alpha of Alphas, so yes, my claw bruise can be poisonous to non-werewolves like yourself and your brother." Finlay managed to reply because Draco's poison was making it unable for him to breathe properly. He couldn't even see straight, his vision was blurry and his wolf was fighting against the venom from traveling to his head and killing him.

The ritual was finally over, Darla explained everything that she saw to them, and that made them extremely scared to think that Demons really existed in the same world as them. Jayden on the other hand didn't care for what they were saying with Darcia still unconscious. The Witches tried their best to persuade him to stay until Darcia was awake, but he didn't spare a single glare at any of them and went away with his Mate in his arms.

You will see hell on this earth, Liam. I saw visions before me. Finding out that someone loves me. Knowing that I was pregnant. The happiness which I felt when I found out that I am going to have a baby girl who will make me the happiest person alive. Those were the last things I have seen before closing my eyes forever. The darkness on the way to heaven engulfed me in his arms. I was now safe. I don't have to worry about anything. I hope I won't get this type of Cruel Destiny at my next birth. Now, I am free.

My limbs trembled uncontrollably and my vision blurred. My wolf—my unstoppable alpha—snarled in frustration, unable to seize control as the drug slowly unraveled me from the inside out. “Get me a doctor,” I sent through the mindlink to Damien. “Your age is finally catching up to you?” he replied immediately, a sly smirk in his tone.“ Should I bring a rocking chair?” I gripped the edge of the table, my lungs burning as I struggled to draw in air. “Lucien…” Selene murmured, reaching toward me.

Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness. “Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.” “No regrets,” Damien echoed. Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.” They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire. The final descent into the Nexus awaited. As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity: