Darth Revan Darth Malak Novels & Stories

Leia POV: As we stood still waiting for alpha Scott to really begin I could still see the confusion on some of their faces. This was something that was kept a secret for the most part and now they are all about to find out what really happened. "As we wait for them to be brought out I would like to explain why the Blackwood pack along with the covens are doing here." He said finally speaking. "Leia was once part of this pack until she was not only captured by Bosch but was under what we know as the forbidden magic. To better explain I would like to invite Pythia up." Scott nodded towards her. I could feel my heart racing, there were details that I did not want anyone to know and I knew that

He tried to remember Aria, remember her face and laughter and maybe the rage will come back stronger enough to make him want to avenge her but when he tried hard to remember, it was her laughter and voice that filled his head instead - Alena, Eliana. “Do whatever you want with me, Damon. I'm tired.” She said finally and he could see it in her eyes that she truly was exhausted. “Damon,” Came The Beta’s voice this time. “I understand your sentiments concerning Alena but you must understand that we must do what we have to. She is not your mate, she is the evil here to run us.” “Has she killed him?” Another person asked. “We’ll have to break the door,” Theo said with an undertone of excitement.

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

Xander lifted that bimbo off his lap, rushed to the stranger behind me, and did a brotherly hug and ruffled the stranger's hair. Drake and Xander had similar features but drake was slightly shorter than Xander about 6'3 probably. He had strong grey eyes unlike Xander's ocean blue eyes, other than that they had features similar to each other. They both had blemish-free radiant skin that had a healthy glow to it. Both had lean built and strong aura around them. They both were incredibly handsome, there was no doubt in it. After their little gesture, Xander took a seat opposite me near Tyra. And Drake took a seat beside me.

“I wanted him.” A silence fell like ash. Then the sky screamed from the highest spire of the Citadel, Malak emerged. He was no longer cloaked in mystery, no longer whispering from the shadows. Now he stood in the open—his armor forged of starlight and serpent bone, his eyes twin infernos of crimson. Behind him, the resurrected Fused moved in formation—hundreds of twisted vessels, magic stitched into every nerve, loyal only to the curse. Malak raised his blade, and the very mountain answered. Thunder cracked and earth split.

My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage of ceramic armor and silk. ​Malakai didn't hesitate. He was a man transformed, his movements possessing a terrifying, lethal fluidity. He didn't look like a lover anymore; he looked like the reaper the Council had spent a decade trying to tame. He grabbed a second submachine gun from the wall rack and checked the chamber with a metallic clack that sounded like a death knell.

"I was wrong, Alpha, please spare me! I'll do anything! I'll disappear forever!" But Damien only looked at her coldly, his expression carved from stone. "This is the price for betraying the Pack and murdering the heir." His voice held no mercy, no second chances. "You chose your path. Now walk it." The guards dragged Sera away as she screamed and pleaded, her cries echoing down the corridor. Soon came her brief but extremely shrill screams from somewhere in the distance, then complete and final silence. Damien didn't rest or feel any satisfaction from his revenge.

I tilted my head slightly, trying to understand just what Susan might be thinking now. Did she hate that me and Damien had resolved everything between us? Or did she just hate that there was a chance I would now be recognized as the true Luna of Ker without her help? Susan tucked her chin higher, taking her usual stance—high handed and proud, like everyone else was beneath her. The true mate of Alpha King & Lord, Chris Vale. "Madeline, did your lady in waiting not inform you of my request to see you?" She said with coldness in her tone.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to one week before the Gamma selection. I found myself in Beta Richard's home. He patted my shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement and admiration: "My granddaughter doesn't compare to you. You're the most skilled elixir brewer in our pack." Coming back to consciousness from the agony of being literally corroded to death by silver, I felt a jolt of terror. A mix of emotions flooded through me, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears. I had died once, yet was alive again. However, the memory of that near-death agony wouldn't fade away—it seemed etched into my very bones.

Visions haunted me: Tenebrous's downfall, my fault. Erebus's loyalty, uncertain. Malakai's whispers: 'Join me, Amara. Rule Tenebrous.'" -Malakai's POV- "Tenebrous teetered on collapse. Amara's power, the final key. With her, I'd unlock Somnium's secrets. And reign supreme." Alexander's pov I found a way to stop malakai's plan for some time ,I walked to Amara's room and saw her seating on the bed