Duskwalker Brides Novels & Stories

Dexter swallowed. They had over a hundred suitors—but none of them were Blackwoods. Not even close. This was the solution they desperately needed. It was the best solution because even if they were forcing their precious daughter to get married, she could still marry someone who looks exactly like the man of her dreams. Catherine stepped closer, lowering her voice. “You may name your price. Dowry, assets, conditions—whatever will ease your concerns.” Mrs. Dexter’s eyes brimmed with relief. “Mrs. Blackwood… this is a blessing. Truly.”

But she doesn’t have her scent or her scars. Another low growl escapes me, but someone in my pack comes up to me, motioning for me to begin. “The feast is ready for everyone. We need to get that started before they get restless. They know what is coming.” A woman steps up beside the man with a beaming smile. “More packs want to thank you for helping us find our mates. This will change everything.” “I’m glad it will help you. Let us join the rest and start the dinner. Soon, it will be the perfect time for the mating chase.”

The stark red on the white sheets was a glaring reminder of what had happened between them the night before. Before she could process it, there was a knock at the door, followed by a swarm of reporters eager to expose Damien’s overnight stay with a mysterious woman. The Duncan family—being the most prestigious in Sea City, with a long lineage of scholars—was led by the traditional and commanding Old Mr. Duncan. Upon hearing the news, he immediately announced Damien and Elena’s marriage to the public. For Elena, it felt like a dream, but not a pleasant one. Damien didn’t love her; in fact, he resented her. He hated her for making him betray the woman he truly loved—her sister, Avery.

I'm not sure why it took so long to get pregnant, but when I finally felt him growing inside of me, both Jaxon and I were so thrilled. Dusk and Rubeus step up, with Dusk subtly positioning himself in front of me for protection. "You have five seconds to surrender or face the consequences. What she did to this big shot is nothing compared to what we'll do to you," Dusk declares, his voice eerily calm. Hey, what does that mean? I protest. His head isn't even attached to his body anymore!

But just when I have brought myself to accept that, this time, I have lost him forever, and that I will just have to make do with the beautiful memories of the brief time we had together…he shows up. It is the morning of the wake, and I am looking out from the balcony at the preparations unfolding. Tents have been erected in the compound, and the whole place is bustling with activity. Yusuf’s fiancée has flown in from the United Kingdom and has arrived at the ranch, with her family in tow. Kamsir, on the other hand, is dishing out orders to staff and vendors alike. Just as I am thinking how I can’t wait for all the madness to be over, I see him.

“No one is around. You can stop staring at me as if I am someone special to you,” I breathed, feeling uncomfortable under his burning gaze. “Why?” Malik asked calmly, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “It’s simple. You are gay,” I scoffed bitterly. “And you believed that?” he smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. ~~~ Odeya is the future Luna of the Mooncrest Pack. She never liked that her destined mate came from the Duskbane family, but she slowly fell in love with him after he defended her from her stepsister, who constantly mocked her for her body size and for being a Wolfless Omega. Just three days before their wedding, Odeya overhears her mate reminding

Since Lucas didn't have any family to walk him to the altar, Xander stood in place of his father and walked him through the aisle. Xander gently gave his hand to Derrick and warned him. “ Make him happy, son. And if you dare make him shear a single tear, I will make sure to roast your ass for you.” Derrick smiled happily as he took Lucas's hand and kissed the back of it. “ I promise to make him happy always, Dad,” Derrick assured his father as the congregations clapped for them. The second bride who entered was Annabelle. She looked so beautiful and elegant in her white wedding dress.

His eyes were cold. Why wasn’t he happy? Even though my heart was pounding in my chest, I managed to stay calm as I walked up to meet him. When we reached the altar, my father handed me over to Kai. Surprisingly, his lips curled into a small smile. I let out a relieved sigh I had no idea I had been holding. Nothing was wrong. I was just overthinking. The officiant began the ritual. After a series of ceremonies, his voice echoed through the crowd. “Kai Alexander of the Duskmoon pack, do you take Halle Wilder as your mate and Luna?”

Alistair’s voice cuts across the glass field. “Wren Duskbane. Draven. We need to talk about your children.” He’s standing on a D.C. tactical truck, megaphone in hand, clean suit, no zip-ties. Two hundred troops in black fan out behind him. Between us and them: twenty yards of lightning glass and five vessels who just watched their sister join the pack. Sky’s rain turns gold where it hits the ground. She steps to my left. “Brother,” she says, looking at the ridge.

Turning to the woman beside him, he continues, "And this is Nova Darkwood, his esteemed wife and Dijmon female." With a gesture, Dexter then turned to Astrid, his expression softening as he said proudly, "And this is Star, my beloved mate." The woman's curiosity piqued as she addressed Dexter, "You introduced us with our surnames. What's hers?" Naturally, Astrid had confided in Dexter about her identity as Star Cyra a few hours prior, yet his genuine surprise was evident as he absorbed this revelation. In the imminent future, she resolved to muster her courage and unveil her true identity to Dexter as Astrid Pierce-Cyrene.