Eliksni Destiny Novels & Stories

Elysia and Alex volunteered for the task, knowing their stealth and speed would be invaluable. Under the cover of darkness, Elysia and Alex slipped into the forest, moving silently through the shadows. The forest was eerily quiet, the only sound being the rustle of leaves underfoot. They reached the outskirts of the Destroyers’ camp and observed from a hidden vantage point. The Destroyers had fortified their camp with makeshift barricades and patrols. Fen, their leader, stood at the center, giving orders to his subordinates. His presence exuded an aura of confidence and power, a stark reminder of the threat they faced.

Alpha Alec Romero, the Alpha of Dark Moon Pack located at the east part of Vinizia City. He was the only one among the four Alphas in the city who still don't have a wife—a Luna. They even tease him sometimes when the three other Alpha's of the South, East and West when they're together to have a party because he is the only Alpha who has not been with a woman who will be the Luna of his territory and who will be his mate for life. Actually, Alec was not in a hurry about that, he was confident that the Moon Goddess reserved him a woman he wants to be part of his life until he died.

"She's one of our top designers." Mrs. Daniels is surprised. "We weren't supposed to be with Alexis." "Sadly, Alexis has been called away on royal business," Stephen replies, not sounding mournful at all. "You'll meet with Melissa." As I already stated, she is one of our top designers." Mrs. Daniels' mouth drops as a result of his no-nonsense delivery, and I have to fight back a snort of laughter. Orion, did you do this on purpose? Perhaps I'm overestimating him. In any case, it's amusing to witness my mating contract being disrupted by the new pack leader's very existence.

Destiny sat up and said, "Now I do believe it is time we go our separate ways." Tyler gently grabbed her hand and said, "Not yet. Please." Destiny looked at him puzzled. "I want you to stay. For the weekend if you want. Stay here with me. As satisfying as that was, I didn't get my fill of you. There is still so much more I want to do with your body. I want to fuck you relentlessly until you can't walk. There are parts of your body I haven't touched that I long to. I haven't even shown any attention to your breasts yet." Then he lowered his head and put a nipple in his mouth for emphasis. Destiny gasped and sighed. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to stay with him. She wanted to spend the

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

"Amelia left a year ago. Went to France. We haven’t heard from her since." Brian frowned. "She never reached out? Not even once?" "Not even a postcard." I pulled two plates from the cabinet and forced a smile. "So, it’s just me, Mathias, and Elhoïme now." As if summoned, they came running down the stairs. "Is he here?" Mathias shouted. "I want to see the guy with the muscles!" Elhoïme added, skidding into the kitchen in his socks. Brian laughed and crouched slightly. "Hey guys. I’m Brian."

“Oh, you don’t know? Those visions you’ve been seeing? The blood and moonlight dreams? They’re not random. You’re locked in a ritual, the one Rhys plans to use to gain power over the packs. If I gave him what he wanted, I thought maybe he’d leave us alone.” “You sold us for no reason,” I hissed, leaning forward. “Rhys doesn’t bargain. He destroys. And you’re an idiot if you think he’s going to spare you. Elise’s calm broke, her hands shaking. “You don’t get it, Derrick. I love you. I’ve always loved you. But you’re blinded by her.” She waved at Serena, her voice bubbling up. “She’ll ruin you!”

The name hung in the air like a whispered curse. Dawnfire. Elior turned the fragment of the shattered crown over in his hands. The blackened metal was ice-cold against his fingertips, but a strange warmth pulsed from the etching, as if the word itself was alive. A place. A legend. And now, their destination. “We need to move,” he said, his voice steadier than he felt. Bram scoffed. “We don’t even know where the hell it is.”

Fastening a mask with deer antlers on her head, she said, “We sent a messenger back to Mystic Rune pack after you separated from us. Even now, Vidar will be coming with all haste with the rest of our fighting men to ensure we get back down this mountain alive.” “They’ll be leaving Mystic Rune pack undefended?” “Yes.” Her gaze was frosty. “I hope you appreciate what is being done to keep you safe.” All of that so that I could kill a chicken in front of a crowd of people. As though hearing my thoughts, Lyra gripped my shoulders, staring unblinkingly at me from behind her mask. “ You are a child of the god, girl. You are one of the Unfated, which means everything you do has the power to alter