Daryl Negan Novels & Stories

My need to protect her from anything steps forward, allowing me to calm, and I face towards the crowd. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for coming to the Ceremony of my Luna. For those of you that do no know, this is Raleigh Walsh. She has been a member of our country Erondale since birth. She is the descendant of Goddess Selene and the God Zephyrus.” I pause as the crowd erupts in cheers. I glance at Rae and her face is an adorable shade of red. I bend down and kiss her cheek before finishing my speech.

She leads us towards the table, shooting David daggers in warning him to try and throw another tantrum. “And here I thought Zander and Ash were going to be the problem.” Daniel chuckles while taking his seat and settling in for a drink. Earning glares from everyone.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

Now it was my turn. I was going to drag her back to Silverpine. I was going to make her understand exactly what happened when you stole from an Alpha. I was going to make sure she never thought about running from me again. She was going to learn. One way or another, Celia Hartwood was going to learn you didn’t walk away from Nikolai Rydor. And you sure as hell didn’t run off with his heir. The merchant was saying something, but I didn’t hear it. All I could see was Celia disappearing into the crowd.

will endure things that you never had to before. I will watch Dalton make mistakes and watch you have to navigate through them.” He sighed and rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. His blonde hair sticking up all over the place. I never really paid attention to Connelly, but he was a good looking man. Long and lean with just enough muscle. His eyes gleamed in the same amber color that everyone else in the pack had and he had blonde hair the color of the sun. He was tan and had scarring across his face. I wondered if all Lycans were tan, “What are you getting at, Con?” He looked out of the giant stained glass window that made a complete wall in Dalton’s office, “I questioned Dalton’s auth