Eren X Ymir Novels & Stories

THEO Yaran defiantly met Amyra's rigid gaze with her face impassive. "And who might you be?" She asked, her yellow eyes cold and calculating. "I am Amyra-" "I know who you are, mistress of evil. You have not answered my question" Yaran spat, her yellow eyes burning brightly. Amyra's face twisted into a wicked sneer. "I do not answer to anyone but myself" she spat. "I see. What makes you think I will let you have the mirror of mirrors?"

She smiled softly, maintaining eyes contact with me. “I am sorry I lied” the board mumbled words to each other. “I didn’t introduce myself properly”. She took a break. And swiped to the next slide. It was a picture of Mira mixed up with her picture. At this moment, my mind played fast. I never noticed that she shared a slight resemblance with Mira till I saw the picture on the screen. “What if she is Mira?” It flashed through like lightning. “I am Mira Greg. The daughter of the founder, Abj ventures. The wife of Gerald Lead”. She looked at me proudly.

It prowled her veins, fierce and hungry, its promise echoing in her mind—vengeance, power, rebirth. You are not done. Rise. Nyxara’s eyes snapped open, violet fire burning beneath her lashes—an untamable inferno that would never be extinguished. Every betrayal flashed before her, each one forging her will into a weapon sharper than any blade. The dreams they’d tried to steal from her twisted into new forms—armor, claws, teeth. The world had crowned her the White Wolf’s heir in secret, but now, awakened by agony and rage, she claimed the title with every beat of her heart.

“I got carried away.” “Carried away indeed,” Elder Miriam turned to glance sideways at me. She held a long grey cord in her hands. Her eyes flickered to my side where Sylvia stood, and she raised an eyebrow. “You are from the Kyrian Pack.” “Currently,” Sylvia seemed to want to say something more, but stopped herself halfway through the words leaving her lips. Elder Miriam’s eyes narrowed. “Hmm,” she turned to me. “You, come here.”

And I’ve been hiding it for a very long time. “Y-You’re a Kinsmir?” I asked. Alpha Klaude smirks and tucked some hair behind my left ear. “You and I are Kinsmir, Elle Rose. The only Kinsmir that are alive.”

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

Flash back I was looking out the window as the rain poured heavily. I was waiting for the rain to stop so I could go home, but the rain poured even more heavily. I was in a supposed dark room, but it was filled with yellow lamp lights. It was beautiful, gigantic, and breathtaking. I was trying to fight the sleep that had by now clouded my eyes.

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one

So vast, so intense, Yarkona could almost feel it heckling her, fueling more resentment and bitterness inside of her chest as her sniveling gaze lingered on the moon. “You better be watching, am going to make them all pay…” Another loud cry relinquished her throat, staved off her widened eyes over to her savior, Xenia, a sparkling redhead. “I think he’s coming!” “Now!?” Xenia panicked, her grey eyes expanding as she wheeled on her feet, the withered leaves of the soil scraping below her feet. But as she stared around, she was met with nothing but a grove filled with trees. Luckily, they had crossed the border of the Black Fur pack without arousing the watch guards, with Yelatha’s help. Her b

one. We were plunged into darkness. The only lights we saw outside were the ones coming from the ships coming from behind and in front of us. X’s eyes were already glowing. “Ko’vren, where are we?” I balled up a fist and removed a few limiters. Míriel had pulled out her daggers, battle ready. We didn’t even know what was out there yet. “We are in Nirvana, Xassin”, Ko’vren replied, monotonous.