Eunoia X Nashatra Novels & Stories

The path tightened, its threads coiling like a lover’s whispered promise, leading to a crystalline chamber, its walls shimmering with reflections of their hearts—moments of trust, now fragile under the weight of manipulation. At the chamber’s center stood a loom, its frame pulsing with prismatic light, its threads weaving a tapestry of vows—promises of eternal love, unbreakable bonds. A figure emerged, not a weaver but a mirror of Jessica, her eyes sharp with cunning. “I am Vynia, the Vow Weaver,” she said, her voice Jessica’s, dripping with manipulation. “Your love is strong, but it’s flawed. Vow to me, and I’ll bind the nexus to your hearts forever—or refuse, and watch your love unravel.”

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, embracing her from behind. Elara startled. “What—” “Don’t pretend,” Reno’s low voice sounded near her ear. “I know it’s you.” Elara opened her eyes wide. “Let go of me.” Reno did not move. His embrace tightened slightly. “Do you think I wouldn’t recognize you?” Elara tried to brush Reno’s hands away. “You’re being rude. Let go of me now.” “You’re Jessy Anandita,” Reno continued, his voice trembling with restraint. “I’m not wrong.”

Xana returns the gesture before looking forward and coming eye-to-eye with Nathaniel. While everyone else bows and then returns to their seats, Nathaniel, falling into the Royal etiquette, steps toward Xana, holding out his hand. Her total attention is on him. She smiles shyly, a blush dusting her cheeks as she places her hand in his. He bows slightly as he places a soft kiss on the back of her hand, making a slight shiver run through her.

He barked his order without giving Ehann a glance while they were in the elevator going to the rooftop of the building. At first, Ehann was disoriented with what Eon wanted. He was busy making sure that their current deal would be a success without any problem. They are at the critical point of the deal where Eon’s presence was needed to ensure the trust of the other party to do business with them but Eon was barking orders about a ‘stupid woman’. A glimpse of where Eon was looking made him realize who the stupid woman was Noah was talking about. It was the girl, Lina.

“Everyone was so sad and busy… Entire alpha family was under severe distress when you fell ill. It was like one blow after another, you were not waking up. I have never seen alpha and queen like this…” “Do people know that Nash is my fated mate and not chosen?” I asked seriously. And Rhea’s severe shocked expressions told me that no, it was not known! “Really?” Rhea gasped. “Then why did you almost kill him?” “Misunderstanding,” I shrugged. “He is really your fated mate?” Rhea clarified. “Unless all the rules written about fated mates are wrong, Nash is my fated mate, chosen by Goddess herself,” I smiled.

I stood in the ashes of the great hall. The Luna throne was gone, burned to bone. Dax turned to me. “Take it now,” he said. “There is no throne,” I whispered. He looked at me like I’d already become something else. “No… you are the throne.” Zoryn kissed me. Not with love, with hunger. He tasted what lived inside me, and smiled. “I was sent to kill you,” he said. “But you’re too beautiful to waste.”

She sat astride her horse with regal ease, her posture straight, chin lifted, as if she had already claimed the right to be here. Brian dismounted first. His boots hit the earth with a heavy thud. For a moment, his eyes found Nicole’s — and her breath caught at the flicker of warmth there. He walked toward her, pulling the stranger along by the hand. “Nicole.” His voice was deep, familiar, and yet something in it was different. “I want you to meet someone.” She blinked, her pulse drumming in her ears. “This is Aria,” he continued, glancing at the woman beside him with something dangerously close to reverence. “She’s… my fated mate.”

My heart was pounding, and my nerves were all over the place. My face was pale as I was struggling to fit into my dress. It was the biggest day of my life or frankly, the biggest day of my parent’s life. It was none other than my wedding day! I was a daughter to my alpha parents, Murray and Elena White who had waited for years to see this day coming. They always wanted to see me arriving the hall all decked up in a white wedding dress with a bunch of flowers held in my hand. Although they were finally excited that the day had finally come, I, the bride and soon to be luna to the alpha of the Blue Moon Pride Pack was not happy whatsoever.

" No.....No ...Not anymore..... We're out " whispered Nithra .Her palms resisting hard to control the actions of the most handsome husband on the world . Asher Jonah . Her husband .The man ,Born for her. His one hand snaked across her waist , preventing from escaping . He is much studious in exploring all the shades of the most gorgeous women on the world . Nithra Atharv . He consider , himself to be a man of Pride in marking her to be his wife. She is his .Only his .

Kayle seems to trust the rumor about Dahlia with confidence for some reason and he is pissing me off. “I want Blackback Mountain,” Kayle says slowly and I snort. “I want Blackback Mountain,” Kayle repeats, “but I can waive my accusation IF you admit that you are mated to that Omega.” “I’m not mated to an Omega and you are not getting a cent from me!” I growl at Kayle. I know he wanted that land. It’s a piece right on our shared border, a piece with a gold mine. He has been drooling after it for years.