Dovekeepers Book Novels & Stories

I truly believed that the Moon Goddess has a hand in choosing our wolves, and I believe even though I had sired my little dove’s wolf, she was still hand picked by the Moon Goddess particularly for her. My little dove stood there in her wolf form staring back at me, before she took a powerful leap towards me, and just when I thought she was going to take it out on me at that moment for making her this way, I realized that wasn’t the case. As I was lost in her wolf’s beauty, I had neglected my surroundings, and one of those damn hyena creatures almost pounced on me, but my little dove leaped for him in the nick of time, taking him to the ground right beside me, like a warrior goddess, as she

The cold silence in the room was deafening to his ears and he blamed himself for her condition. None of this would've happened if he had listened to his elders all those years ago. So many had to die because of his foolishness. Instead of killing Raven as he was instructed to, he found himself being drawn to her. She was beautiful in a dangerous way and he knew that from the moment he first saw her. Dove, she was named at birth but also marked as cursed, as the black sun witnessed her coming to life.

I chirp giving her a wide smile. She doesn't respond, but simply looks away, turning pale. *** Days have passed since my shopping trip with my mother and today I'm spending the night with Miss Ann while mother works. Miss Ann is one of the nice ladies who work with mother. She watches me while mother works and will even tend to us when we are sick. I really like her! "Miss Ann, have you seen this book? It's one that mother got for me when we went out shopping. It's an old book on tactical warfare," I shout excitedly while practically shoving the book in her face.

I ask. “I can’t let you be Luna here,” Dove says in a calm voice. As if the house isn’t burning all around us. “I am Luna. Me, this is suppose to be Mine!” “It was yours; you were a good Luna, everyone says so. But you and I both know you are grieving the loss of your only child,” I reach for her hand. “I found the way out. Come with me.” “You hate me,” Dove shakes her head. “Yeah, and you hate me. But hating you doesn’t mean I want you dead. The boys have lost their mother and father. Don’t leave them too,” I say, not believing what I am saying.

I pulled the computer stand closer to me, shifted back to the beginning of the story, and began reading. It was titled Down in Flames by Martha Baimbridge. It opened with a shy teenage girl named Chelsea who, when invited by a popular boy in school to go on a trail ride with him and his friends, had been thrown from the horse and left paralyzed from the waist down. I read on.

She ran to push him off the frozen Jeff so hard that she became angry at her companion's barbarism " It's the two thousand of my flock that are scattered. These few of your flock have escaped with difficulty, but now you want to continue what your flock did to them, right? Mars. Do you want to put my flock out of existence? Don't you want them to muster themselves and their strength to come back and save my father, my mother and their companions?" I fell silent when I noticed the hazel color of his eyes had returned and those frightening veins were hidden, and she smiled whispering as she gently pulled his locks away from his forehead.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

Her words sent waves of calming energy through me again and I decided to put on my runners. We spent the morning walking the different trails. We talked non-stop and any human who would have seen me would have thought I was crazy. Dove knew everything about me. She told me she wanted to hug me when Kerry Minster stole my Barbie and she wanted to bite Jarrad Thompson’s head off for tricking us into doing his assignment. I couldn’t believe that she had been there all this time and I felt a little sad that she had to watch me get hurt and used.

He freaking bought a island in Greece and named it after her. 'It's.. umm it's ...' She stammered due to happiness. 'Yes Baby Dove, it's ours no actually it's yours.' Siddharth said picking her up and twriling her around as she giggled. ****** ****** Hello beautiful readers, the book is almost near the end. Am gonna miss you all. With love, Author The Cloud.

Dove's POV "Dove", I heard a soothing voice call after me and I looked around. Darkness. That was all I could see. "Dove", the voice called out again and I followed the sound, it led to a faint light. "Who-who's there?" I asked, I sighted a lantern and noticed that was where the voice came from. "Dove", I heard the voice from behind me and turned with a gasp. A woman dressed in a long white gown looked at me with a loving smile on her face, "Dove", she bent down and cupped my cheeks planting a kiss on each one of them.