Does Feyre End Up With Tamlin Or Rhys Novels & Stories

“Oh no. A Rhys Surprise special. You know how those usually end up.” “A mess,” Toby glared at the guy-in-question. “A chaotic mess, which typically involves blood, vomit, shit, or, when he’s feeling a little bit too gleeful, semen.” Rhys shrugged, smirking complacently at the description. “My only regret is that I couldn’t weave that last one into what I have planned, but it’s going to be good. I promise.” The Irons heir only reached over and stole the joint from Arthur’s fingers, taking a hit himself. “At this point, I don’t care who gets all the way through. I’m just so fucking ready to be done with this place.”

I had absolutely no interest in going, whether I was the princess or not. "No, Eldar. Please. Just a few more minutes. I will go absolutely insane staying in that musty castle."I whined and looked at him pleadingly. He rolled his green eyes at me and walked off. Eldar was my personal bodyguard. He was quite handsome as far as elves go, but I never thought of him more than a brother. I stood up and accidentally scraped my left arm on the jagged rock. "Ouch" I grumbled. As I headed back to the castle, I bumped into my best friend, Keya. "FAELYN! Where. Have. You. BEEN? I cant believe you're not getting ready!"

she drawled, and I narrowed my eyes at her, tension seeping into me. With every second, my irritation was growing. "Go straight to the point, will you?" I hissed through clenched teeth. "You see... Raelynn is going to marry Hunter, the prince charming," she drawled. "What?" She must've thought that I was stupid enough to believe her. That's what I thought. "You don't believe me," she suddenly said, her smile fading away. In that moment, I heard the front door being opened. Caroline's smile returned.

Alice looked away and fixed her eyes on Stefan as she had a glimpse of what she meant. "What is going on, how was she able to do that," Cara whispered, silently. She turned to face Henry and asked him the same question she asked herself but got no response from Henry as he was not sure about what that was. Cara looked back at Roy. Roy stood on a spot a few strides away from Stefan and squeeze his shirt, closed to his chest. He was not expecting such attack from Stefan as he already made some enquiry from Liam beforehand and Liam didn't really disclose anything special about him, not even his wolf. Stefan growled a second time at Roy. He grinned and his claws pulsated ready to pierce through

The protective note was back, and despite everything, it warmed something inside me. "So," I said, settling back in my seat, "vegetarian werewolf phase? Please tell me there are photos." "There are no photos." He retorted. "Elena seems like the type to keep photo albums." I laughed. "I'll ask her—" "Lyra." "I'm just saying, blackmail material could come in handy." I chuckled. He sighed, but I caught him almost smiling in the reflection of the window. Maybe this fake marriage thing wouldn't be completely impossible after all.

Lyra’s POV After saying our goodbyes, Elayne and I shared a deep hug that lasted more than a couple of minutes. And then she was on her way while I turned to my right and began to head towards the Greystone pack. The road to the pack was a bit far so I walked quickly hoping to get there before twilight when the rogues would take over the entire area. As I continued to walk, thoughts of Randall filtered into my head but I pushed them away each time they came, replacing them with thoughts of Fiona and her beautiful daughter.

He always did. Meanwhile, the scene before me takes an unexpected turn. Caelum’s transformation, something that once seemed impossible, unfolds right before my eyes. He finally gives in, embracing the duality within himself: the enchantress and the lycan. It’s overwhelming to behold, a spectacle of raw power and pure magic converging into something beyond what any of us could have imagined.

Tyler smiled as he hugged Kyra. “Haist, stop crying. You’re not a baby anymore,” said Tyler. “I thought you were going to break up with me…” Kyra said. “I won’t leave, Kyra.” --------- “Do you think the two of them will separate?” Damon asked. They were on their way back home, and they were riding in Cael’s car. They noticed Tyler’s silence when Kyra asked. “Why do you need to know, Damon?” Raven asked. “It looks like Cael and Kyra have a chance,” said Damon.

His hand dropped to his side as Lyra blinked in surprise, her heart still racing because she didn’t expect him to press his lips into her that long. Meanwhile, Rhys fists clenched tightly, his jaw set with anger as he watched the scene unfold before him. Anya, sensing his unease, bit her lip, puzzled by his strong reaction. Was it possible that he still harbored feelings for his ex? The thought stirred a fierce protectiveness in her and her inner wolf, especially since she and Rhys were set to marry soon. The wedding ceremony sped by, with many customs left unobserved. As royals, they were meant to partake in a grand parade and balcony show at the palace, but Kian opted to skip it all.

Rafe apologies as he takes a step closer to me. “Why what happened?” Axel presses. “Unfortunately by the time we arrived, Aida was already in her full heat and both boys….” Alpha Ray couldn’t even finish his sentence. The commotion that follows is in true lycan style. I see Lance reach for Rafe and hold him by his throat, but what surprises me next is that Rory is also held by his throat, not by Axel…but by Ricardo. “You dared to try and touch my brother’s mate?” Ricardo seethes in Rory’s face. I can see the colour drop from both Rory and Rafe’s faces. Lance backs his brother with an almighty roar that results in new born baby cries from upstairs.