Eris Morn Novels & Stories

He had checked his profile status and noticed that Rin was no longer a member under his ‘conquered list’, possibly due to Rena’s interference by breaking the Eros God spell. “I’ve heard everything from Rin. A scumbag like you that bullied Rinrin deserve a horrible death!” Rena frowned her eyebrows and hugged Rin’s waist before continuing. “However, there’s something about you. You reeked, particularly your sperm. It reminds me of the Eros God. What’s your relationship with him? Tell me…”

Aidrac asked, a brow raised. “Except it's not a myth. She's Eris, but her real name is Lunara,” Rohan said. Vira and Aidrac stared at us like we had gone crazy. “Sit down, children,” Aravelle said to them. “There's a lot to catch you up on.” By the time she was done explaining, Aidrac and Vira’s mouths were on the floor. I met Aidrac's eyes, they were glowing like he’d just discovered something.

Most of them smiled, a few waved, and one elderly woman selling herbs pressed a small bundle into her hands. “For strength,” the woman said, her eyes kind. “You’ll need it, marked one.” Before Selene could respond, the woman had shuffled back to her stall. “That’s Grandmother Eris,” Kira explained. “She’s been alive for like two hundred years and knows everything about everyone. Also makes the best tea in the territory, though it tastes like dirt and regret.” “Sounds delightful.” “It really is.” They stopped at a tavern that looked like it had been built sometime during the Bronze Age and hadn’t been updated since. The sign above the door read “THE HOWLING BARREL” and featured a picture of a

I could see Boris's smug grin falter for a moment, and whether it was due to my lack of enthusiasm or the underlying tone of indifference in my voice, I couldn't tell. Count Gaius cleared his throat, pulling my attention back to him. "And lastly," he nodded towards the female wolf in Kinnison's embrace, "we have Eris Gravemaw, the eldest daughter of Leon and Trisha." Unlike her brother, Eris exuded tranquility. Her eyes reminded me of the sun, shining with warmth and peacefulness. She had her arms wrapped around my brother's neck, holding on tightly. The sight of them together felt wrong in some uncanny way, like a painting disturbed by a single errant brushstroke.

It's already morning but the sky was gloomy. Soon rain poured over them all they could hear was the loud cries of Eris. She's gone forever. "Please....wake up." he begged, praying that the moon gods will let her live. But that never happened his commanders had to get him off of her. Eris fought them off never leaving the cold, pale dead body of Iris.

I spin around to find a woman I haven't seen before coming around from the side of the house. She is tall and thin. Jet black hair and milky white skin in stark contrast. Her eyes are a fiery red which is the only difference from her brother. She looks just like Thanatos. “Eris.”

Eros sighed, and I nodded. As we headed up the stairs, he turned to me and said, “Erin is a Clurichaun, a solitary fairy that asked me for a job many years ago, and she is feisty and can cause mischief especially after she is deep in her cups, so be leery about roaming around late at night because that is when she indulges in her whiskey. I believe that she's already into her cups.” “Okay,” I replied and watched Samson rush past our feet shouting excuse me.

'' Freshen up your mind and think about it'' Noir says then she left . '' I know a place where you can cheer up '' Eris said . '' Where ?'' he asks . '' Come with me '' she took his hand and dragged him . The place they went was in the other side of the town . That is called , the land of the unicorns . The place was covered with thick and big trees red and purple leaves thic and dense atmosphere .'' Why did you bring me here ?'' he asks . '' To show you something '' she smirks . '' WHAT ? he asks .

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Adrian had been searching endlessly for the scent and the goddess his sister had spoken about. Her name was Luna. What a nice name she had! He had not expected to scent his mate before the mating season; he had thought he was different from the rest of the other crowned alphas, who found their mates pretty fast. His mate had a nice scent; the scent had been unbearable, but now he could not smell any bit of it. The scent was gone, and he wondered where she had gone.