Romans & histoires Cullen Coven

“I was the messenger. The one who gave you the Black Pearl long ago.” I tensed. “Long time no see,” he added with a smirk. “What are you doing here?” I asked, trying to steady my voice. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stepped closer, his expression shifting into something colder. “What are you doing, Cullen?” he said sharply. “You altered the Death Book… and now you're bringing a human into your house?” I clenched my jaw and looked away. “I asked you a question,” I said again, firmer this time.

The Triskaideka Coven. Before Evelyn could say anything else, Killian turned and returned to the platform before saying into his cane with a bright smile: "I find a few of you falling asleep, I guess history can be boring. Here is a fun fact for you -- who knows what happens to mages that refuse to register with The Coven?" The students looked at each other with blank faces. It was way out of their common knowledge, and something they couldn't care less. "It's death." Killian curved his lips with a whisper, and his cane spread that whisper to every corner of the classroom. The whole class fell into utter silence, and all of a sudden--

If not, you'll be stuck in a dangerous situation. Cassian nodded slightly. "Got it." "That skinny old codger standing next to the Cox brothers is Leland Holloway, the first elder of the Hexen Coven." This time, Dunley's voice took on a grim edge. "That old geezer is quite strong. He could be a part of the top three powerhouses of the Hexen Coven." "Is he strong compared to you?" Cassian asked. Dunley lifted his chin disdainfully. "That loser has no right to be compared to me!"

I muttered, and he suddenly held onto my body. “Don’t be sorry, Cat, it wasn’t your fault, and I am sure she is happy that you’re the one who gained her heart, our Luna’s heart.” He whispered to my ears as I begin to cry in his arms. When the night came, Elm need more time to recuperate, we decided to leave him in the hotel, while Zahra, Ash, and Monarda accompany us to Sergei Coven. Acacia and her mate, Dianthus, were already waiting at the front door. The coven is a Victorian gothic-style mansion with old and new characteristics. We enter the mansion and get escorted into the basement. I was a bit surprised to see the basement is more modern than the mansion itself.

Or even worse: would she die before him? Before Caleb could ask, he suddenly heard a shuffling, the sound of dozens of feet, and he turned and saw, to his surprise, dozens of Aiden’s coven members. Somehow, they had all managed to creep up, silently, behind him. They all stood there, in their white robes, watching the skies. Caleb saw their worried expressions, and realized they sensed it, too. The entire coven was out in force, waiting. As if they already knew. As if preparing for a war.

On Adelaide’s right sits Seth, next to him is Adrian, then Dimitri, and Soleil, who is speaking quietly to a woman that is clearly related to her; they have the same tanned skin tone and long golden blonde hair. The woman is familiar to me, I think she is Solana Annora, coven mother of the Eternal Flame Coven. Next to her, three of my own coven leaders are seated: Fergus Creighton of Crimson Fang, Zohar Emerick of Bloodrose, and Bryce Norrix of Undying Moon. I pull out the chair next to Bryce for Aurora to sit in, opting to seat myself between her and the large man on Adelaide’s left.

“Yes. She is. Thanks to her werewolf healing, Shilhi was able to quicken the process. Do you want to see her?” I waved my hand, “No. Not yet.” I managed to say, “Is that all?” Azriel gauged me silently for a moment, then he began. “I sent spies to the Celts Coven.” My eyes shot up, there was no way to sneak into the Celts Coven. We both knew that. The reason being that the forcefield hindered and protected them from wolves, and other beasts or threats. “How?” I asked after a beat, fully immersed in his words.

One by one, our team arrives at the armory: Me and Dev Jared and Summer Jaiden, High Priest of the Maiden Coven Citra and her mate Michael Hawk, her counterpart from the Mother Coven Evanora and her mate Edward Jareth, High Priest of the Crone Coven Bella’s the only coven leader not joining—she’s going with Gregory, Jamal, Nyx, and Nathan to end the Riding Hoods. And honestly? Good riddance. Those witches are exactly the kind of chaos the gods would love to keep around.

There were just too many nutcases out today. As she approached the back of the sheriff's department, she noticed Gavin Covington slipping out the back door, his slender frame straight as a gentle wind tousled his already unruly light brown hair. Gavin was an interesting individual, human, but deeply entrenched in the paranormal community having been adopted when he was barely five years old by Farren Covington, alpha of the major wolf pack in Draven Falls. Lainie always assumed he was a deputy because the Paranormal Council needed a connection at the sheriff's department. Of course, that wasn't the only oddity about Gavin. He was also part of a triad with Drey Hawkins and Caitlin Carver. Lai

I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hands around Hannah’s throat and squeeze the life out of her cursed existence. Last night, I had tried to convince the witch to kill Hannah for me, but Collins had caught wind of my plan and stopped it. Today, however, I had a newfound hope that he might not be able to intervene. I had discovered that the coven we were hiding in was the same one that had attacked Hannah’s pack years ago - the only coven that practiced the forbidden black magic. It was easy to deduce they were the culprits, for only black magic practitioners would dare assault the powerful silver pack.