Defiance Of Duskendale Novels & Stories

Then we can be together. He didn't want me. I thought he changed his mind after how he reacted yesterday but he always proves me wrong. The woman went and Rowan turned, seeing me but this time I didn't run away like a coward. ‘’Did you need something?’’ ‘’Yeah, we have cake tasting today, will you come?’’ ‘’No I have some business to take of today, I’m sorry’’,he replied ‘’That's fine, I'll take Lucas with me. By the way I'm heading out right now.’’

Her opponent was Ceres Dusk. Surprise attack from Ceres Dusk as she tackled on Cicillia's backside tearing a small piece of her flesh but Cicillia retalliated by the flexing her long neck and bit her hard and dung on her fur to throw her back to position. It was a sight as the spectators cheered at the stunt. The Panel were impressed by the bold move of Cicillia that it made them vouch for her a little bit. Dusk humiliated she pounced on her yet again to undermine her and the sudden attack from the front catching her off guard as they both toppled over. ***

Was that their way of reaching me through her? The more I thought about it, the clearer the answer became. One name rose above all others. Derek. Don't blame me for that. He'd given me every reason to make him my number one suspect. “Alex, do you suspect anyone members in duskfire.” “Alex,” I said finally, “have you come up with the face of the traitor in Duskfire?” His jaw flexed as he drove. “If I did, they’d already be dead.” “Figures.” I gave a short laugh, no humor in it. Alex could be more ruthless than me.

Craig said proudly. Lana spoke without looking up. “Craig, if you don’t have work to do, I can find something for you. We love you both together, just not when the sexual tension is still so much.” Craig immediately sat up straighter. “I’m suddenly very busy, thank you very much.” Victoria smirked. “Amazing recovery.” The moment the clock struck 4 o'clock, Craig was the first one to stand up, cracking all the bones in his body. “Finally! I will see you witches tomorrow, hopefully.” He said, stuffing his laptop in his bag and strutting off as he whistled ‘Oh happy day' and occasionally threw a step or two.

Rain pelted down in sheets, blinding me as it streamed over my face. Damn it. Was I going to freeze to death out here before Angelo arrived? I lay sprawled in the mud, gasping for air. I fumbled in my pocket until my fingers closed around the phone. The screen lit up, showing it was midnight. Headlights cut through the curtain of rain. A black armored car stopped in front of me. The door opened, and a pair of polished leather shoes stepped into the waterlogged earth. A tall figure slowly stepped toward me beneath the shelter of a black umbrella. I could only make out his jawline and a pair of tightly pressed lips.

A question struck my mind. ‘How did you find me?’ I asked him. He smirked. ‘I followed you,’ he said. I looked at him in surprise. ‘Follow me?’ I muttered those words as he increased the volume of the music. ................................... JULET’S POV Following a total stranger home, not knowing where he was taking me, we entered a grand estate named "The Damien's Estate." It was like another world, vast and magnificent. My mouth dropped open in awe; I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen something so impressive. As we drove, we passed under an arch of floricultures that provided shade.

When the captain of the guard saw the blood-soaked altar in the cellar, when they saw Liana's body, long dead, everyone recoiled in horror. "Demons... this is the work of demons..." I was stripped of my title and sentenced to life imprisonment within my own cursed home. Damian, too, was locked away, barely clinging to life. Before the next moon, the dark magic came to collect its price. I felt a fire burning in my veins, as if something was sucking the very life out of me. In my final moments, I was still calling her name. "Seraphina... Seraphina..." --- Seraphina's POV

he whispered, his voice filled with awe. Ava leaned against him, her body trembling with exhaustion. “It’s not over yet.” Hayden’s arms tightened around her. “No. But we’re one step closer.” As they sat there, holding each other in the heart of the Underworld, Ava couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted—not just in the realm around them, but between them as well. They had faced the darkness together, and in doing so, they had found something stronger than the fear that had once kept them apart.

Dazed, Katalea saw Essam’s face engulfed in fury before he swirled the dark around himself like a cloak, and vanished. Katalea’s bones went to liquid, and she slid to the ground. Overhead the stars blazed back to life and the moon shed it’s light once again. Katalea grappled to stand up. “Grandfather?” She said, dread in her eyes. As Dakari looked toward the terrace that they had last seen him on, he was soaring down to her, aided in flight by Penny. As he dropped down, the power was still radiating off him.

I wasn't yet ready for him to see the real me in daylight. I turned the doorknob, swallowed my extra saliva and entered. Closing the door behind me I found Carson in the process of draping his suit jacket at the back of his chair. “Before you say anything,” I started. “do you think cows that can't produce milk should be called milk duds or udder failures? Because personally . . .” “Cut the fucking crap, Alexandra,” was his pointed reply as he took his seat and leaned back on the chair. “Oh God, the full name,” I muttered under my breath.