Erin Swan Novels & Stories

I didn't know I could depend on him like this, because honestly speaking I do not want to depend on anyone. "Don't get to close with any male species on the party Svanna. I have my eyes on you all the time" I heard him hissed while I'm leaning on his chest. "I'm not a friendly swan, you don't have to threaten me" I stated in a matter of fact tone. I heard him groan in I don't know reason and then he squeez my bare arm "I'm not threatening you, I just don't want to ruined the party" he grumble.

"Okay. I will. First of all, tell me what lebed means." His thumbs stroked her sides adoringly. "Swan." She made a face that made him chuckle. "Swan? All this time, you've been calling me a swan? Why?" "A swan is graceful and reserved. Beautiful in the most enchanting ways," she blushed and looked away swiftly, looking back a second later when she had reinstated her unshakable-ness, "but feisty when dared, very much so." "Oh. But I'm none of those."

I could hear only a faint heartbeat of my Erasthai as the putrid stench of blood mixed with her scent crept up a feeling of dread from the pit of my stomach. I climbed two steps at a time to go down to see my Erasthai, Zeth was howling nonstop. “Little Swan’s breathing is shallow. I can’t reach her …” A heavy feeling in my gut paused my heart as the sight before me tightened my chest, a squeal escaped my mouth. “No!” Lying in a pool of crimson blood, my Little Swan’s meek figure was immobile, it appeared that she had lost consciousness. A wave of panic enveloped my figure as I leapt forward and crouched down by her side, placing my hand on her arm.

A miracle happened. A beautiful white swan rushed up to the surface from beneath the water. At the moment of its transformation, everyone was stunned. "Ah, what a beautiful swan!" Jerry exclaimed in amazement. Even Sabrina couldn't help but to cry. She opened her mouth as she looked at it in shock. She couldn't bring herself to close her mouth again. "Norton, you're amazing." Jerry couldn't help but to give him a thumbs up as praise when he saw how the rubber duck transformed into a white swan from Norton's quick thinking.

The clouds part further, and a beam of pure silver light falls directly on the swan. And she changes again. The white of her feathers begins to blush. A soft, delicate pink spreads across her wings, her body, her neck. It deepens, becoming richer, more vibrant. She glows in the moonlight, a creature of impossible, breathtaking beauty. A pink swan. I gasp. The sound is torn from my throat. Raymond's hand clamps down on my shoulder. "Alec. Alec! Is that..." "A Royal," I breathe. "The Rosethorn line. They said they were all lost. At the Lake of Tears. But she's..."

The other women only laughed at her. Swallow had acted all high and haughty before, but now she said coolly, “We wouldn’t criticize you like this if we just happened to be wearing the same outfit, but the one I’m wearing is a custom-made Rosalyn original. There’s only one of its type in the world — only one original, that is.” “Only one original…” Skylar echoed. Was she implying…?

"Love it. Used to watch my sister perform." "What about swans?" "The most elegant creatures." He mimes a graceful neck movement that makes her giggle. "Did you know male swans are called cobs?" "Really?" Her eyes widen. "Mama, did you know that?" "I didn't." "What else do you know about swans?" Arielle demands, suddenly invested. "Well, they mate for life," Ethan continues, clearly delighted by her interest. "And the fathers help raise the babies." Arielle's smile dims slightly at that. "My papa is in heaven."

The man continued talking and Trainee 031 wasn't sure if she should scold herself for not being interested in what they were telling her. "another classification we call are swans. Swans do not have aurum abilities as they live normal lives, also known as natural people. It's a bit hard to tell an 'aurum' from a 'swan' as their physical features are absolutely indistinguishable but do know that swans cannot see 2nd generation hollows which," he pauses, "You were a few weeks ago." Trainee 031 twists her head at the statement, confusion spreading out as she tries to puzzle together the things they were telling her.

she asked “No, thank you. Maybe next time.” The two of them kissed goodbye before Zeiara gazed back at Zeeve for the second time. She reminded me of Zeeve's female counterpart, and they might easily be mistaken for twins, despite the fact that Zeiara appeared to be much younger than Zeeve. Her fair complexion was complemented by her thick but lovely brows, pinkish lips, and deep brown eyes. Walking towards Zeeve, she strolled with her long hair cascading at the waist.

Sienna? Even though I had no interest in the witchy stuff, the fame of that witch didn’t spare me. Witch Sienna Swan from the Blue Swans coven was a name both feared and respected across all the packs. She was the coven’s head, training young witches to serve mother nature. All nature servants needed to get her approval before practicing magic. A part of me was relaxed to see that Vincenzo had called a nature servant to resolve the issues in the pack. I adjusted Enzley against my shoulder and inclined my head politely.