Novel & Cerita Ender Darling

Emerson saw me and waved me over. “Prince Charlie, this is the woman of the night, my sister, Princess Erza.” He said as Prince Charlie gave me a geeky smile before taking my hand in his and kissing it. Sure, the girls were right, he did have a charm around him. The blond hair and pale blue eyes helped in his favor.

🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲 EPILOGUE – Ten Years Later VALEN 🦁🦁🦁 The quiet of the nursery was shattered by a high-pitched shriek. My little sister, Elara, with her wild silver hair and eyes that promised endless trouble, launched herself from the changing table. She landed with a thump in a pile of clean clothes, her small arms flailing in the air. “I’m a dragon!” she roared, her voice surprisingly powerful for a six-year-old. She looked utterly pleased with herself, covered in lint and mischief.

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

Her slender fingers held the object as though it were an inseparable part of her. To most people, Katriel probably looked like a princess who had just stepped out of an aristocratic family portrait. Perhaps the nickname she had been given over the years was not entirely wrong. She truly resembled the spoilt princesses of fairy tales. Katriel offered Darlena a faint smile as the woman welcomed her. “What a beautiful morning,” she said. “Hello, Watcher.” Darlena responded, “Lady Katriel, it’s good to see you. Have you come to see the Alpha Twins?”

"You're getting married." The air swooshed out of my lungs in a puff. "Married? To who? You can't- "Oh, but I can. The papers are already signed." Darius' tone was mocking and his eyes glittered with malicious delight. "Lucian Blackwood, Alpha of the Silverfang pack. You'll be his lovely little bride by tomorrow night."

And in it was Darrel. "Darrel," I muttered. He looked very pale. So still. Machines were beeping around him. It didn't look right. He was always so strong. I drew closer, my legs wobbling. I took his hand. It was warm. "Oh, Darrel," I murmured. "What did you do?" "He saved us." I turned around fast. In the corner, in a huge chair, was a tiny girl. Darcy. My Darcy. She looked so much like me. But I could see Darrel in her too. She was lovely.

It was a testament to the deep understanding they had forged between their two races. Darian's journey took him deeper into the heart of the lycan continent, where he encountered a lycan pack unlike any other. It was here that he met a lycan named Elena, a creature of mesmerizing beauty and grace. Her luminous silver eyes held the wisdom of ages, and her laughter echoed like the sweetest melody. In her presence, Darian felt an inexplicable connection, as if their souls had been drawn together by a force greater than themselves.

“To what extent has she brainwashed you, huh? How could you be so foolish—” A servant rushed into the glasshouse, his face pale, and his voice choked as he shouted, “Vampire hunter!” Then something pierced him, penetrating from his back to his chest. He fell forward, and behind him stood a woman in a red dress. Henry was the first to react upon seeing her figure. He was stunned, and as the woman noticed his astonishment, she smiled at him. “You—” Henry choked. “Hello, Darling.”

She offered her hand, as if to show them she meant no harm, and it was only then that they began to move, both giving a simple nod, as if it was the only way they could signal that they should like to be petted. “These are two of our finest reindeer,” Corey explained following behind her at a much more leisurely pace. Maevis closed the door to Serendipity’s cottage and crossed the yard as well. “This is Dunder, and this is Blixen.” He gestured at each of them as he gave their names, and each one nodded in introduction. “They’re stunning,” Serendipity exclaimed as she continued to pet them. “Are they sisters?” “I’m not sure,” Corey admitted. “I thought they were male…” he glanced down as if h

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."