Eastern Novels & Stories

Zander whimpered as the burn once again intensified in my chest but I did my best to ignore it, focussing my attention on the tinted windows of the SUV. Through the windows, I watched the airport and busy streets disappear as we made our way into the forest road that led to the little town of Blackwood. Yes, Blackwood was a town and it was dominated by only werewolves. Hence, they came together to form the pack, Blackwood pack where my grandfather emerged as the first alpha. Through the tinted window, I saw the town coming into view. The SUV veered off the forest road and branched into the road that led to Blackwood. Though it was evening, the town was illuminated by the moonlight and the li

'But the ones in your realm. 'They feed on food, sweetheart. As far as negativity is concerned, they sense it and are good for pinpointing the guilty.' Eleanor was stunned. Her head began to ache. These past few days, she'd been trying to adjust to the time of the other realm. Now that she was back to hers, it was kind of like whiplash.... Or jetlag. Slow, gradually building jetlag. "We accept you," Andreas said to Esmeralda, stretching out his arms to Eleanor.

Giving us one of her usual glares, she walks inside the resort, leaving us to check-in. ************************************************************************ The door to my right opens, revealing Samuel only in his sweatpants. Coming out of the bathroom, he dries off his hair with a small towel wrapped around his neck. I can't stop myself from gawking at his lean but defined body. My eyes roam over his tattoo, which covers his entire left arm and the left pectoral. This is the first time I have actually seen his tattoo on full display. The tattoo design, which seems to be inspired by a tribal tiger tattoo design, looks magnificent on him.

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​It is hard being a fresh graduate of a course that requires strong connections just to get your foot in the door of your dream job. I was just lucky to have parents who supported all my dreams. I am Hannah Martin, and we live on a small island in the Philippines. My parents are farmers, and the life we live here is quiet and peaceful. The only sad part is knowing I will have to temporarily leave this sanctuary to fulfill my ambitions.

Morgan… I paused to remember saving someone. Not long I remember how I saved her and received a stamp on my foot as a reward. The thought of it brought back a twinge of pain from my foot. It was not totally healed.Then I continued to read. … this deed of which I just found out. Come over to my house tomorrow (using the address inside the envelope) for I shall be unavailable today and we shall discuss your reward. I shall be expecting you. Putin Global Inc, Mr. Edgecombe.

He just fit the Alpha role now. Placing my bag on the smaller kitchen island, I looked around the room. This seemed so different than Ember’s usual style. This was far more modern of a place than I expected but she also was only investing, not actually living in it. It was above a shopping center on the West side of town. It had its own little community feel and there were two stories of apartments above all the stores.

Then he said, “We’re almost finished conquering the eastern zone. Any plans with the southern and western states?” I turned my gaze to the south and west sides of the map. We called them the Meridionalis and Occidentalis. On the map, Meridionalis was mostly the color of sand and mud, as it consisted of the vast lands of deserts. There were no permanent packs there, and it only served as the wolves’ route toward the other pack. On the other hand, the Occidentalis were also abundant in wild and dark forests. But unlike our region, they have more rocky mountain ranges, which served as a frontier and protection against their enemies.

Nothing was changing, it was still green. "Where are we?" I asked. He smirked. "Kettle Moraine State Forest." I nodded in understanding. It was the biggest forest in Wisconsin, this would make sense. "Why do you live out here?" I quirked, starting a harmless conversation. He barked a short laugh.

"I never got to say this before, but this Clan is one of the most beautiful places in the world." I said as we walked on the tarred road leading to the mansion. My smile beamed at the birds that flew from one tree to another. In the west were basically the majority of Marr's wildlife. The east was for the beautiful rivers and valleys. The North and South were designated for the residential areas and surprisingly, none of them were hostile to me. Instead, they were happy. Each of them was engulfed in their preparation for a festival I knew not.