Eris Morn Novels & Stories

I stifled a giggle and buttoned my shirt which he had opened haphazardly. "Lenora is Luna of the Red pack mom, she doesn't stay here anymore." He sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Is it? But she is just 16!" His mother said. "Well hello Rose, when did you arrive?" His mother the former Luna, Laureen had dementia and she often mistook me for my mother. I still didnt know how she knew my mother and she wasnt in her senses to answer my questions I got up from the couch and walked towards her.

Meanwhile, at Blackmark mansion, Raya was sipping her wine when the witch named Griffin appeared out of nowhere and bowed down to Mrs Blackmark. "Griffin...what are you doing here?" she asked smilingly then continued, "Oh, it doesn't matter. Now that you are here...join me for a drink. Will you?" "My lady...I need to tell you something important…" her facial expressions were crucial and tone seemed urgent. "What is it?" Raya asked with her eyebrows knitted. "The eclipse is coming…" she mentioned carefully. Hearing this Raya left the glass of wine from her hand and it broke into a million pieces, the wine spread along the floor.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

"I have work to do here." She and Darius confer while the pack takes up battle positions. The dreamers raise their hands and bow their heads. I feel a kind of zinging, tingling sensation all over my body. Then the light pales around us and the dreamers begin to recede. "Wait!" says Esme. "Silvia, no matter what happens you must honor the Moon Goddess at Wolf Moon--tomorrow night!" The air is already shimmering and I feel the ground changing beneath our feet. Esme's voice comes to me as if from a distance, I can no longer see her distinctly, she is blurring.

I’m honestly taken aback. His face takes on a more human shape, with a defined jawline, high cheekbones, and a straight nose that adds an air of nobility to his already pretty features. His hair turns white as snow, straight and shiny. And finally, two bright yellow eyes emerge from beneath his eyelids, staring directly ahead with a hint of mischief in them. “Well, here I am,” Eris says, holding out his arms with his lips curving upwards. “Can I have a hug?”

You can do this. "Good morning, my Lord." I bow just slightly – enough to show respect for his elder status, not enough to suggest submission. "I trust the moon blessed your rest?" His eyebrows rise slightly, but his reply is courteous. One small victory. "Well, well." Eris's voice carries perfectly. "Someone's been practicing. How... quaint." She glides past in a dress that probably cost more than everything I own, positioning herself near Alaric as he enters. I maintain my posture, remembering Iris's lessons about not showing weakness.

She quickly stood up, walked to the door, and hesitated for a moment before opening it. To her surprise, Marcus was standing there, and beside him was a stunningly beautiful woman. She had long, dark hair that flowed down her back and striking green eyes that sparkled with warmth. Her smile was radiant, and Lune immediately felt a sense of calm just looking at her. “Hey, Lune,” Marcus greeted with a friendly smile. “I hope we’re not disturbing you.” Lune shook her head and smiled back. “Not at all. Please, come in.”

She’s so far out here that if she screamed, no one back at the beach would hear her. Worst-case scenarios begin to flash in my mind, and I quicken my pace. I can’t see which direction she’s gone in, but before I know it, I’m running. My arms and legs push through the overgrowth and trees, and just when I’m about to call out her name, I burst through a clearing and find Eris standing at the edge of a crystal blue lake, topless. My eyes widen as I take in what I’m seeing, and a second before she’s about to jump in, I rush towards her, screaming her name.