Novel & Cerita Eren X Ymir

, She yelled to whoever she was yelling to "What are you trying to do? Kai asked roughly, his voice sounded pale. "Relax Kai, you talk too much than your siblings". Out of non of the boys expectancy, a rough guy, probably a werewolf appeared in the room with xen's girlfriend, Merisa. The brothers jaws dropped down. Xen went ballistic, he just wanted to break free of the chains and reap out the witches heart. But he couldn't, the chains were magical and very strong to be broke by a hybrids power. Xen tried to shake, hoping that he could break free. "Nooo!!!, Leave her out of this. Don't you dare hurt her", Xen said, his voice was full of anger.

Nyxara awaited us in a chamber of mirrors, her form a perfect inversion of the goddess: raven-haired, eyes twin voids, lips curved in a smile that promised annihilation. *"Little Vessel,"* she crooned. *"You've brought me a gift."* Her gaze locked on my mark. *"The Anchor. How... delicious."* --- **EDEN'S POV** The fight was a blur. Nyxara moved through the mirrors, her touch unraveling spells. Mom's starlight clashed with her shadows, each collision spraying acid-bright sparks. Rhydian lunged, his mark flaring. Nyxara caught his throat, her fingers sinking into his skin. *"You taste of Thalassar,"* she purred. *"Let me *relieve* you of that burden."*

Chapter sixteen: A new dawn Late summer sunshine gilded the facade of Montrose Hall as Isabelle Montrose stepped into the grand gallery annex, her breath catching at the sight before her. Rows of mahogany easels displayed her charcoal and watercolor drawings—renderings of flickering embers, twisting serpents, interlaced keys, and the silver blue flame she and Alexander had kindled in Saint Brigid’s crypt. Each piece was accompanied by a brief inscription in flowing Latin and English, celebrating the Ember Circle’s rebirth in truth.

Glancing back to Xurden, he displayed anger in his eyes. Xurden's grip came with a querying look. "Do you know me? You can even see me." "Should I? You sound as if I must know you," Yric pretended. He did remember who was the man but he was trying to forget what happened the night he meet him. Xurden's brow knit releasing his hood. Their eyes connected and Xurden stared at Yric's intently making the younger guy petrified on his toes. Xurden didn't even blink as his eyes glowed blue.

Kaden said with a sudden pause, his eyes lost in thoughts. “Unless what brother?” Kole questioned. “Ymir had a little daughter back then. I spared her life, so now she has come for revenge it has to be her.” Kaden said, gritting through his teeth. I was a lot more curious who Ymir was? And why were they at war with the shaman witches? “So she is a descendant of Ymir no wonder her magic felt so familiar. But either way, she is just one shaman witch. We can take care of her.” Krys says confidently.

Jason warns pointing his index finger at xyla shoving him away from the door as he closes the door banging it behind him, Xyka looks down to nadir who doesn't react or pay attention to wither boys, "You care to explain?" Xyla asks nadir , Nadir doesn't respond instead she lays down on her bed putting in her covers and pulling the duvet around her, "I won't have you treat me this way, you might be the Luna to the pack but between you and I must I remind you there is connection between is? I'm your other half your mate you can't shove me aside just when you want to" xyla yells at nadir as he sees she's paying no attention to him,

A moment before Einar pushes forward I look at Xander. “What is it?” Einar pushes the shift but Xander answers me in the mind link. ‘Vampires!’

ESMERAY I can’t get over the fact that I’m in Prince Draven’s personal space. His sweet, powerful scent floated through the air, and I felt powerful for the first time in my life. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe to calm my overly excited wolf. My wolf, Ximena is a very quiet wolf. She didn’t speak a lot, and I wouldn’t blame her for her lack of interest after what our mate did to us.

--- Xavier was waiting by the door. His face was pale. His eyes were wide. "Ymir," he said. "What happened in there? You were gone for hours." I looked at him. At his concerned expression. At the way his hands were reaching for me. "I met my mother," I said. He stared at me. "She's real. The vault, the book, everything. It's real." "Ymir—" "I'm not crazy." I held up the book. "This is real. And it's going to change everything."

They all looked at me then look at each other. "Mother, you were right. Phina can hear the cry." My mother said to grandmama and then she cried again. I looked at grandmama who was about to cry, said, "I thank the Gods for giving you to us. You are the rightful heir of the throne." She said and went to me. She then again held my hand and then kissed it. This, the kiss of the elder Fyre only means one thing. She is granting the mission Father gave to me.