Eris Morn Novels & Stories

30 pm in the evening and headed inside to get the tea. He handed the tea and went in to continue washing the dishes, usually this time he starts to cook but today he didn't cook as they were going to the shore. Rathi went near the iron trail and saw the sky is too purple and it's getting darker. There's no moon in the sky and Rathi thought it must be Amavasai (Lunar phase of the new moon). She sipped the tea but it tasted terrible but she needed something to warm to get down this coldness.

I wanted more. With the rhythm he taught me in the previous kiss, I used it to kiss him again. my hands wander through his soft and black hair, I felt his teeth nibbling my lower lip and his lips make a path from my mouth to my ear, I melted feeling my legs numb and my body on fire, I involuntarily let out a breathless groan when I felt a volume pressing my belly and wet lips on my neck. "Eloise..." He growled my name softly and walked away from me. "Forgive me."

They gasped at the new information. "Unlike Ijus and Leluna, Kaios and Eris are both deities of darkness. But Eris wanted all to herself. Not only the underworld but everything. She wanted to take over the lair. He made something, someone rather that she can use to fight with her. Rowan.

I murmur. Then the menu glitches. Static cuts across the screen. The text flickers, warps into symbols I don’t recognize. A soft laugh fills the void. “Ethan.” I freeze. “What—” The grid ripples. A figure steps through a woman made of light with long hair drifting like it’s underwater. “I’m Eris,” she says, voice gentle. “You found us.” “Us?” My throat dries. Another voice answers. “Me.” A man materializes beside her, taller and darker.

Gianna along with her mate is with them too. “So uhm, my Alpha is with them,” Erick scratched the back of his neck. “I’ll be fine, Erick. I’m used to this,” she gave him a little smile. Gianna spotted their beta coming over but it took her a few moments to recognize the alluring lady in red walking next to him. “Irene!” Gianna and an alpha from another continent said at the same time. Gianna glanced at the guy who’s wearing black pants, black shirt and a black cap. He is drool worthy.

Sunrise led to Day, just as Sunset led to Night. "I trust you all had a good night's rest." Apollo's smile was one of many layers, and I felt myself grow wary as his knowing eyes ran over my face. "During your stay in this house, feel free to make it your home. As you all know, Iridian will play out as long as needed, until a single one of you emerges victorious."

"Levi! Keep your mouth shut in regards to things you know nothing about!" "It's true. He should have known better than to get tangled up with that old crazy bitty." "First, she wasn't old when they started seeing each other. I would even have taken her to bed if they would have let me. Second, maybe if you got banged now and then you wouldn't be nearly so miserable in life." Eris smiled before she took a bite of whatever it was the fairies served us. She enjoyed being the Goddess of chaos. At least she doesn't look as up tight as Selene does tonight. True to her nature, her dark purple hair that matched her eyes looked slightly disarrayed, though comfortable, in some sloppy hairdo on top of

a mere mortal. You are lucky you did not kill her. But I guess I have myself to thank for that. Be aware young Amaris, that your luck and your wishes will only go so far with you. Once you are an adult and a mother things change. It is all about the next generation then. Your mate is a descendent of my father. That makes your children's ties to him that much stronger. It can be both a blessing and a curse to be the child of Hermes. As for your friend. You will need to heal her, and you will need to give her some of your strength to bring her back. She is strong for a human, but she is no match for the power of the gods. I am only allowed to see you one more time while you spend

I said. “Didn’t you just get there?” he asked me. “I did. It must be the Kiran genes,” I said, and he laughed again. “Take care, and try not to get into too much shit,” he said, and we ended the call. Emory sent me a text at 7 p.m., telling me they would be at Rumba at 8. I read it but didn’t reply. At 8:15, I got in the car and drove toward the club. I had to park two blocks away, and I looked at the line as I crossed the street from the other side.

She knew Circe was still there, somewhere inside—but that didn’t make the emptiness disappear. The forest that lined the road to Blue Moon Pack stretched endlessly, towering evergreens swaying under the cool mountain wind. Lydia’s window was half open, letting in the scent of moss, pine, and something else—faint traces of wolf and Lycan mingled in the air, ancient and pulsing with quiet power.