Feather Oblivion Novels & Stories

She didn’t understand what loss the goddess was talking about. “Falling Feather will die today; the hunters will see him as a threat to the village. With the Chief dead, they currently have no leader. You will sleep until he is reborn. The boy will always come back as a shifter. Even if his parents are human, you see, he is the first shifter. He will always come back that way, to carry on the shifter world.” Willow felt her heart start to break at the thought of losing Falling Feather. The man had been her first and only lover. She yawned again, then seemed to slip into a deep sleep.

It was obvious that Liam was behind these rumors. I didn't stop them. Instead, I shut down a few of the worst offending media accounts because I knew his company was about to collapse anyway. Without surprise, the rumors gradually died down. Soon, news broke that Liam's company was bankrupt. I had already noticed earlier that there were massive loopholes in his financial reports and that his cash flow was bound to collapse sooner or later. It looked like someone had sabotaged him, though he seemed completely oblivious. … One morning, I pushed open the door, only to find Liam begging outside my gates. He looked worn out and gaunt, and surprisingly, he lowered his head when he saw me.

It felt warmer than usual, almost pulsing with quiet energy. Morrígan’s words echoed in her mind: *“You carry my blood… You are a bridge. A weapon. A queen in your own right.”* She closed her eyes and reached inward. The cold place — Death’s gift — answered immediately, familiar and obedient. But now there was something else layered beneath it. Wilder. Older. Like a second current of power, fierce and untamed, singing with the cries of ravens and the clash of ancient battles. When she opened her eyes, a single black feather drifted down from the sky and landed in her open palm. It wasn’t from Muninn. This one shimmered with an inner violet light.

“Have I not caught you yet, daughter of Beelzebub?” Cent answered his arrogant comeback with a snort. “Let us see about that then.” On cue, a surge of black and red slaughter butterflies flew from the swamp waters the moment the hundreds of deadly feathers raced to Maleficent. The butterflies intercepted the first half of the feathers—devouring them in one go. The second half of the flock of feathers was able to avoid the onslaught of slaughter butterflies when they were able to swerve from the ascending attack of the butterflies.

Built like a linebacker, voice low. “We don’t want your money, Draven,” he said. “We want something simple.” His grip on Laura tightened until she cried out again. “Say it,” he ordered. “You rigged the fight. Say it now. Denounce your title.” I blinked, rage and disbelief curdling in my gut. My fists clenched. “You’re with Fletcher, aren’t you?” He tilted his head. “Does it matter? We’re not leaving until the world hears the truth. Your truth.”

physical blow. It screamed through the ravine, carrying ice crystals that stung my face. Kai and Ryan pulled up behind us, exiting their vehicle with assault rifles drawn. "Cozy," Kai shouted over the wind, pulling up his tactical scarf. "Reminds me of Siberia. But with less vodka." "Secure the perimeter," Damian ordered. "Helen, you're with me. We clear the bridge." "I've got the boy," Ryan said, moving to the back of Damian’s truck to guard Leo. Damian and I walked onto the bridge. The steel grating clanged under our boots. Through the mesh, I could see the river raging hundreds of feet below. It was black, churning water that looked hungry. We reached the midpoint. "Something's wrong," D

Feathers turned towards a side as soon as he heard some steps, Celine also looked towards that side and they saw an old man being led by another man to his throne. After he had sat, the man who lead him to sit walked away. "Feathers," the blind Alpha called before he could even introduce himself. Feathers bowed eventhough he knew the blind alpha can not see him and then said," my alpha, may you live long. It's an honour to meet you." Celine also bowed and said," it's an honour to meet you, my alpha." The man looked towards Celine and said," Are you Celine?" Celine was shocked and looked at Feathers. Was this man a seer or what?

Abigail was completely engrossed as she watched pitch black wings extrude from Daniels back, he was the epitome of Death in its purest form. The whole scene played out in front of her as if she was watching a movie. The glowing eyes, the wings, the flaming sword. Then a really tall, very frightening woman. This woman appeared out of nowhere. Abigail observed very intently as Daniel's sword made contact with the unknown woman's throat. She gasped, she just witnessed a murder. The woman reached for her throat, but to Abigail's surprise the blood that was supposed to be spewing out of the wound was not blood at all, it was some sort of black ooze. Abigail was completely disgusted at the sight o

The air in the Underworld was different tonight. It was heavier, pressing down on my chest with every breath, as if the very atmosphere knew what was coming. Hayden and I had been hiding, waiting in this barren wasteland, but I could feel it in my bones—we were running out of time. The furies were close, closer than ever before, and the silence of this place only heightened the tension coiled within me.