Ethari X Runaan Novels & Stories

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

Run. Run. Run.

terra said, He nodded and looked at the girl, she turned to him, "Terra, meet the last horak, zarae horak," he said, "Zarae, meet terra rectir, the last of her blood" he said, "A pleasure," she said, "Yeah, we could talk, after we escape derora" terra said, A shadow covered the sunlight, like darkness overcame the light, they ran out to see the biggest dark creature terra have ever witnessed, "Aether help us" daren muttered,

Darrel de la Croix could see Erito’s and Eriwan’s faces in some particular photos. Mr. Darrel de la Croix’s eyes gawked slightly bigger and wider once he saw some photos showing Erito and Eriwan in close-up angles. He stopped at a particular photo. “Shit… So, which one is Erito, and which one is Eriwan here?” asked Mr. Darrel de la Croix a little bit stuttering. “Were I to be able in telling them apart, I wouldn’t be so confused and frustrated as I am, Darrel…” sniffed Mr. Hansen in his bit upset fashion.

On seeing, Elana, Dylan sighed and began muttering some incomprehensible words, and Amara couldn't even react, just staring straight at Elana as she climbed down the stairs before they grew close such that Amara saw some hint of green in her eyes before it quickly cleared away. "Aren't you the rogue omega? The one that was locked up in the dungeons." Seeing how embarrassed she was, Elana laughed in mirth before turning to Dylan who was glaring hard at her. "She's your fated mate? The supposed Luna of this clan?" She laughed again, but Cecelia butt in. "Yeah and What's with that? Just because she's a rogue or an Omega or both doesn't make her any less of a werewolf." Elana ignored her, but sh

"I know we're all comfortable with each other, but—" "Shut up," Kaan barked. Yrene was gaping. Saeris tried to look away—gods, this was not how she thought this meeting would go—but then she realized Kaan wasn't stripping completely. He'd just pulled the waistband down enough to expose his left hip. There, just above the bone, was a rune. "Is it the same?" Kaan's voice was tight. Dread crept into Samkiel’s face. "Yes," he said, voice low. "Yes it is."

Just another two hours on this road and I would reach the destination where The Run would take place. The Run has been around since the original pack was created. The first Alpha king and leader of all wolves around the world created this event when she wolves were created and in limited supplies to the population of werewolves. The species needed to survive and the strongest genes needed to be passed down, hence The Run and the claiming of a mate. After the success of the first run the tradition carried down. Something about taking a female by force seemed like the ultimate manly thing to do and during those time periods where the male had to be strong and their offspring stronger to surviv

he replied. “Yeah. I guess he can't enter the mansion,” I said, even without assurance. What I knew from Marga was that Hash had a witch member. Why did he have those spells he used on me? As Alpha Hadar and I returned to the pack, I met Elder Mario again, talking with the other members. Suddenly, I remembered what we had just discussed, making me secretly loathe Hadar. ‘Is it even possible a mate will kill his mate?’ Nila asked.

she began, her eyes scanning the room. Beside her stood Lilly, ever the steady presence, and the selected team: Ashina and Tala, the fierce and loyal Deltas; Hati, the stoic Epsilon; Valentina and Isabella, the twins who had just turned twenty-one; and Irida, the newest member of the pack who had quickly proven herself to be resourceful and skilled.

THE LUNA SERIES BOOK ONE: THE RUNAWAY LUNA PROLOGUE Maddison felt the icy raindrops hit the smooth layers of her skin through the flimsy white sundress but none of it mattered. She needed to get away as far as possible from this wretched little town. The rain soaking her to the bone didn’t bother her at all and neither did the starless night. Her feet picked pace against the roadside of the desolate street. She glanced behind her, the approaching car with lights at full tilt as more pain shot through her body as she closed one hand over her bleeding wound on the right side of her stomach. God forbid if the knife had penetrated deep enough. This was absolutely not the time to think; it was t