Dark Deception Mama Bear Novels & Stories

written in the Jakalorn native language. Inside the Black Panther’s hovel is a living space the size of a master bedroom that one would find in a castle or fort. On one side are old and used bunk beds that have unmade sheets and lightly feathered pillows on the ground. In the middle of the room is a transference altar, the same one that Malakai had in his bedroom. Though this altar is made from dirty stone and the orbs in the middle that holds the rosmalt together also have specs of grim around the orb and all across the staff and centerpiece of the pedestal. There is one section dedicated to bathing. There are two tubes that are filled with clean water that ever so slightly overflows. The s

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

A word from my lovely mother “You cannot intercede and change whatever you please to, from this day onward you will be punished, your sword and armor will be taken away from you, you will defend your human with just your ability and with less of the mighty power.” “That’s too much my lord!” I lift my face and our eyes met “How can I protect someone if I am of no armor?” his stare seems to get inside my heart, it is very sharp “And how dare you lift your eyes on our master Kierra!” my mother with her trembling voice. “Again my master, forgive thy servant, we accept whatever consequence it is.” She is kneeling and bowing her head down, I am forced to do so.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,

I will let my mama know how awesome my sister is! “bata, wala pa ba tayo? Malapit na ba?” (kid, are we there yet? How far?) I frown to the man to let him know that he’s irritating. I’m ready to answer him when Lorey flew hurriedly “HIDE!” my face paled when I saw what’s in her back… is that the ghouls? I cried “RUN! HIDE!” shouting it while running back, they seemed clueless at first but when they saw the monster, they finally run

until I really believed I was insane. Except for Leo, all those other "ex-boyfriends" were lies they made up. My mind was utterly blank, and I couldn't remember anything. "What did I actually find out?" Leo suddenly rolled up his sleeve and picked up a shard of broken glass from the floor, then stabbed it into his arm. Blood poured out, and he squeezed out a tightly wrapped memory card. "This is the evidence you gave me back then. After that night, they came after me too. They knocked me out and threw me in here." Leo started crying. "They locked me up for ten years." "Ten whole years. Every single day I told myself not to take the medication, to stay alive and wait for the truth to come ou

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

“A human. Carrying a werewolf’s child.” I looked back at the mark. “She’s not just human,” I said, the truth finally hitting me. “She can’t be.” I flipped the page. Another line caught my eye. “Moon Bearers are often hidden. Their marks are covered. Their memories are blocked. Sometimes even they don’t know what they are.” I blinked. “That has to be the answer. She has no idea. No wonder she’s so calm and clueless.” Then I gasped again. “What if… what if she’s more than just a Moon Bearer? What if she’s the last one?”

“That the man you call husband would also know who you truly were and would also know the truth, and unfortunately, you found out everything before it was time.” Well, her guess her manipulation plans couldn't always go perfectly well for her huh. “ But thankfully you both are alive, well, thanks to me that is,” her sudden grin widened. “So now then, I should properly introduce myself right,” she said as she pulled her fake skin off her arms, revealing her Darkwood wolves tattoo, “I'm Diane Dark wood, the daughter of the left-hand man of the former outer head of the Darkwood wolves,” a smirk came right up her face, “and basically, your saviour.”

The doubts clawed at my mind, taunting me with the possibility that I had been deceived, that my compassion had been misplaced. But the tangled web of secrets did not end there. The eavesdropped conversation between Alpha Weston's mother and a mysterious figure shrouded in shadows echoed through my thoughts. The revelation of a spell cast upon her own son, a spell whose purpose remained a haunting mystery, twisted my perception of the world around me. How deep did the darkness run? What other secrets were concealed within the walls of our pack?