Fablehaven Kendra Novels & Stories

__FLASHBACK END__ “Hey, earth to Kaden. You have been staring out of your window for the last fifteen minutes. Are you sure you are ok?” Alek asks. “Yeah, sorry I was just lost in my mind again.” I reply. “Hey, I promise we will find her. We have her name and thankfully it is a rather unique name.” Alek states. “It’s been eight weeks and so far no sign of her. I am not giving up but I am starting to think that maybe she is not from Savannah. If that is the case then I might never find her.” I point out.

It is a strange feeling the fire of rage burning me from the inside, and yet hearing my voice with an artic chill. Kendra is now groping around, more awake and realizing that she is naked. I do not know which one I am more upset with, her or him. She was supposed to be my friend, my best friend. I have helped her, supported her financially. This is how she repays my kindness.

Reapers have their own magic with which they practice spells, but it's not enough to keep them alive, so they need a source to fuel them through existence, and luckily, my source will be Frey Kade of Night Shade Pack. I had approached the territory, but a barrier spell that the witches had put up to secure this place stopped me. I had hunted them for ages, sent them into hiding, but it seemed the power I fed on wasn't enough. I raised my hands to the barrier, which was a red glow that disappeared into the infinite skies, and I siphoned all that power, feeling a force of potency at the tip of my fingers. I pulled away after I’d finished, eerily satisfied by the magic. My goal was simple — dis

the playfulness was gone, replaced with a serious tone. "I am a little scared," Kendra admitted, looking down at her feet. "But I think that this will be the best way for me to help out the pack. I don't have a wolf, and I don't want to be a cook. I think that this will be good for me, and for everyone else. Besides," she forced a smile, spinning so she could show off her dress as it twirled around her. "Don't I look great in human clothes?"

I couldn't help but feel a sense of security with her. "Where are we going?" I asked, curious about our destination. Kendra smiled reassuringly. "To a place where only I know. A place to relax when something is troubling me." Feeling grateful, I couldn't help but reflect on how well-suited Kendra was to Ryle. She seemed beyond perfect, her kindness shining through. A pang of something unfamiliar pricked at my heart as I thought about Ryle being partnered with someone like her. After a few minutes, we arrived at a cozy cabin just outside the Silverwolf woods. "I’ll go prepare your hot bath. I have everything here, including spare clothes. Make yourself feel at home," Kendra informed me kindly

"The baby was supposed to be mine. To raise, to train in my evil ways." My pulse thudded. So it was her. Before I could strike her down, another voice rang out. "You failed, witch," a cold voice said. Kendra emerged, dressed in crimson battle armor, every inch of her pulsing with a wicked, unnatural energy. Her once-curious eyes were now voids of cruelty. She walked until she stood beside Jezebel, and her voice rose like a curse. "Father," she called into the woods behind her. "You can come out now."

Chase As I lined myself behind her round ass, I marveled at the way my body fit naturally with hers. Kendra is sensual, a woman whose body is made to take mine. I had restrain the urge to dig my teeth into her neck and gift her the markings that will adorn her flesh for the rest of her eternal live because she is not fit to be my Luna. Even without Ellie in the picture I still wouldn’t choose her, not because I don't want her, but because she won't be safe me. Kendra doesn’t have the courage and power to wield the trident of authority bestowed unto a queen.

Her eyes travel further afield, to the heart of the forest, where a nimbus of brilliant silver blooms in the shadows. She smiles as the cold wind tugs on her hair, and she sends a tune out along the breeze, towards the silvery light. The oldest song she can remember. A lullaby. Soon, she’ll be free. She’ll destroy it. Music made magic, the chain unbroken for a thousand years. All the players are assembled. The hour is late. The first move is hers. Let the game begin. Author’s Note Hi! I’m Saskia Snow, the author of Fable. The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby.

MERC has a lot of associates and it's important to be friendly with all of them though sometimes I fear they're getting too familiar with us and forget their place. "I didn't think you'd come," Karen said suddenly. My heart skipped a beat as I turned my head to look down at her. She's 5ft8 to my 6ft1 so she has to tilt her head to look up at me giving me a nice view of her slender and attractive neck which seems to beckon to me to give it just one bite. It takes quite an effort to keep my mind and eyes off her neck as she repeats her sentence. "Why?" I ask.

She is Zephyr and Ishir’s adopted daughter, and I know they’ve raised her to be a powerful, confident dragon. I close my eyes, breathing in her rich amber scent. She smells delicious. “Kendrick,” Kenna’s hand on my arm makes me snarl. I turn and glare at her, but she doesn’t back down. “Remember the rules, Kendrick,” she says, her voice remaining calm. I blink, pulling my wolf back, just as Luna Tana and Alpha Cedric come rushing in. “What’s going on?” Cedric says, stepping up on the side opposite Kenna.