Romans & histoires Fenrir Realm

"The dark magic you speak of is a blight upon the land. I have felt its presence, even in my slumber. But tell me, why should I aid you?" Harley spoke up, his voice steady. "We fight to protect our people and restore balance. We have faced many trials and have stood united against the darkness. We seek to learn from you, to understand how we can overcome this threat." Fenrir seemed to consider their words. "Your intentions are noble, but intentions alone are not enough. You must prove your worth." Before they could respond, Fenrir raised his hand, and the ground beneath them trembled. The cavern walls shimmered, revealing ancient runes and symbols. "This place is a sanctuary, a testing groun

- Entalia (Werewolves and Lycans realm) - Dragomair (Dragons realm) - Magicax (Witches and charmed realm) - Fairfield (Fay - fairies realm) - Varonix (Vampires realm) - Earth (Human realm) - Pure Field (Werebears realm) - Sage (Were foxes and other shifters realm) I was on my way to finish and sign the treaty. The meeting was boring as always, so much arguing between councilors. Soon, new agreements were presented and signed by all eight rulers, and we headed toward the private bar area for refreshments.

*** Dario After looking for the files that contained the latest treaty offer from the aquatic kingdom and not finding it, I sighed in abject exasperation and stood to check the shelf in hopes that it would be there. Ask Dante!! I instantly agreed with my Lycan- Trent and turned to go to Dante when reality struck. Dante is gone. I sagged, falling to the desk chair and holding my head in my hands. Since the incident, I was always in Fenrir’s cell trying to get Dante to come out but it never progressed. *** Fenrir was Dante’s Lycan which he got from birth. Unlike other wolves and even Lycans, he was born a Lycan.

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

Erica floating undauntedly just in front of him. And then, she began her narration. "In the beginning, there was darkness. But after sacrifices of time, effort and energy, the universes were created. Man was gifted monsters, the powers to defeat them, and the subtle gift of intuition." She swiped the air like one would do when using a tablet or android, and a different reality appeared. No longer one of pitch-black darkness, but one of something that looked even worse. Blood, pain, hunger and torment. The light was too dim to fully uncover this reality's details but it was audible enough to give your goosebumps, goosebumps. “The creators deemed it fit to try and correct what they felt was a

He shrugged his shoulders. Tazaana is captured by a mage and taken to the realm of mages. Once there, Tazaana was carried by the brown-haired man. Tazaana screamed for release, but the brown-haired man ignored her. At the same time, Tazaana was fascinated by seeing the beauty in the realm of mages because it was far different from the realm of black mist. The realm of mages is more colorful, like the earth, and has daylight but no sun. When Tazaana is brought into a place, it's like a special building for a team. When she got there, the brown-haired man dropped her off. Tazaana looked around. Many people were watching her.

"Shadow Wolves aren't just spirits." "Shadow Wolves come in two forms," Dagmar nodded. "Those that are from the shadow realm. They are no different from you or your mate except that they exist only in the shadows. They also can't be seen by everyone, only the supernatural can see them. They also can't be summoned and only obey their ruler. That's where the second form comes in. "Hybrids are extremely rare. I've only heard of a handful of hybrids existing but when it comes to the second type of shadow wolf, their existence is even rarer. You see, this particular shadow wolf doesn't live in the shadow realm. They are not completely a werewolf either."

As I stormed out of the room, my anger and frustration were boiling over. How could my son, my own flesh and blood, dare to challenge me like that? And Elora, she was a constant reminder of my infidelity, a mistake I couldn't overlook. The thought of her being in my pack, in my territory, made my blood boil.

They had not gathered because of me of course. They were here because my bride-to-be was the daughter of the most feared Alpha in the region. Her father’s presence alone was enough to shift the air. He could get anyone to show up just by sending an invitation, no matter how much they hated him. And oh, they did hate him—half these people would kill him if they thought they could survive the retaliation. These people wouldn’t be caught dead standing six feet from one another on a normal day, yet tonight they were close enough to clink glasses and pretend to be old friends.