Dark Deception Mama Bear Novels & Stories

It made things more interesting. "As of today we will embrace our darkness and allow it to rule in order to save the universe." I declared which had Sasha and Mazaya's mother whimper. They would never be dark but soon they would live in a completely dark realm.

She must save her granddaughter from the same fate that claimed her father. The Jacksons share a common trait: a relentless, unyielding stubbornness. Granny Minama knew this too well. It’s why she regretted ever introducing Demika to the cursed Book of Shadows and leaving her alone with it. The darkness had been calling to Demika, whispering in a language only she could hear, pulling her deeper into its abyss. Granny Minama could see it in her granddaughter’s eyes—eyes now as black as the void, reflecting the demonic forces that sought to devour her soul.

Emalia 's POV: The weight of betrayal hung heavy in the air as we made our way towards the Moon Pack, the tension in the car almost palpable. It had been a harrowing week, filled with fear and uncertainty, ever since the revelation that my own father, Alpha Remon, had sold me to Alpha Nefarious of the Dark Pack. The shock of his betrayal still reverberated through me, leaving me reeling with disbelief and anger.

“She gave me quite a show in the forest. How’d you get a witch for a daughter? I’d say you were lying, but she is your spitting image.” “Just lucky, I guess.” Dad winked at me. “Em, Bommer is here to see Doc’s video feed. Another round of serum will be administered today at Supermax. The bear shifters have had some tangles with hunters in the Pocono Mountains.” “Are there shifters for every animal?” Dad and Boomer looked at one another and chuckled. “No, darlin’. Only top predators.” Boomer laughed. “Diesel started breakfast. You have time for a shower before it’s ready, “ Dad said. My eyes met Ghost’s, which had already started to darken.

Maya Alejandro, former beta to the Dark Water pack, a powerful wolf who had lost everything in the name of love, and the woman who was my mother…slapped me across the face. "You think I'm not?" She asked; her voice soft, yet firm. "You think I've been doing this for the last twenty one years just for fun? Moving from one place to another; making sure all our traces has been erased. Constantly changing jobs to try to keep putting food on the table. Your father and I are trying our best, Mira. The least you can do if be grateful for what we have!"

Instead, he scooped me in his arms and brought me to my bed. There was a mix of excitement and fear which instantly crept into my whole being. Excited because my curiosity will be sufficed but fearful because I know this might break me or make me. Again, Pierre Monteblanco is a mystery. A dangerous one. And what a fool am I to throw myself into his dark fate. However, the need to feel this dark persona is heavier than all the things bothering me in my mind. I just need to satisfy this curiosity or else I'll be damned.

He added. I don’t know what to tell him, I don’t know what I can do for her not to be sad anymore, this is just the first time I’ve seen him become like that. It was only the first time I had witnessed him cry. And even I can’t believe Dark can kill his parents. Is it just like that with Dark? even his own parents he was able to kill, even Zero he was able to kill. He is more beast than beast because of what he did,

“Back up a bit. So what you're saying is, for the past few days, you've been secretly seeing your very rich and very unforgiving employer pretending to be someone else? Have you completely lost your mind!” “Mom . . .” I tried to stop her but my mother was already ranting away. “Oh you unthinking children of now. In what way could this not possibly go wrong? Did the last one teach you nothing, Alexandra Emmalynn?” “Carson is not like that monster.” I defended. My mom deflated and it was quiet for a while as the only sound was my dog snoring in an unseen corner. “I haven't lied to him, mom. About my identity, sure, but nothing else.”

he let out a small sigh, then continued. "Lamenia is almost like cancer to newborn wolves. It's deadly, and if nothing is done to prevent it, the wolf would die a slow, painful death. Usually, it passes by unnoticeable unless you know the signs. Luckily, your mother did," Dad stopped for a breath, turning his head so that he wouldn't see the wounded look in my eyes, nor I, his.

Then black. Nothing.