Novel & Cerita First Blackfyre Rebellion

“She’s not yours.” Lucan snarled. “You have no claim.” But she ignored them both, gaze locked to mine. “You carry the blood of the first rebellion,” she whispered. “Finish what I started. Burn it all. Or… die with them.” And for the first time since this all began… I didn’t know what I wanted. My mother—alive. Changed. Leading the very monsters I’d feared as a child. The Council—cruel and corrupt, but still part of the world I’d tried to save.

‘When this is over you will become a great Leader bringing peace to your people, unlike your Grandfather who thought only of war. They agreed that the Vampyres should return with the Pack to the borderlands and begin their training with the other Immortals, although they quickly realised that not all of the Vampyres were protected by Katya's light some of them vaporised as soon as they walked out into the sunshine. Blaise shrugged her shoulders she had known those close to her Grandfather had black hearts and would never agree to her becoming their Queen. As she watched one of her father's closest friends turn to ash before her eyes she gave an uncaring shrug of her shoulders

He swooped her in his arms as he dashed ahead deeper into the forest. "I am so sorry, I never wanted to use this effect on you… this is the beast you call your fiance, this was the reason why I disappeared, I never wanted you to see me like this, "He said softly, running faster than light and heading south away from their previous position. Soon, two figures appeared where they were earlier and scanned their touch light on the floor, a trace of blood was on the floor, and there were footsteps on the floor too like they were struggling.

“Till we meet again. Until then, don’t die on me.” His voice echoed as he disappeared inside the darkness, leaving First’s space as if it was nothing. “And you,” Black called her. “Wait here. There’s someone who wants to meet you here.” She gave a command. First could only stare mindlessly and dumbfoundedly. Her mind was unable to process the sudden attack and the disappointed gaze of Blue Bunny. ‘Where did it go wrong? I just want to reform the Underworld. I just want to put a shackle on Shadow. That’s all. Her power is too dangerous for the world. I just want to free her from the expectation of others.’

Lyla twisted the wound, her silver eyes burning. "This is my home now." She ripped her claws free. Ruvan staggered back. The battlefield stilled. The Elders stared. The wolves watched. And Lyla Blackwood The last Forsaken. The first of something new. Had just broken Silverwood’s oldest power. And nothing would ever be the same again. Ruvan staggered. The Elders had never bled before. Never been touched. Never been challenged. But now, his silver blood dripped onto the earth, staining the very ground that had once belonged to him.

They surged ahead in a massive wave of silver fire, swallowing the remaining horde of the First-Born completely. The ice-vampires didn’t scream. They didn’t even have the chance. They just melted into puddles of black, corrupted water, erased from the earth. The instant the last firstborn fell, the spectral Lycan kings turned back to me. They bowed those massive, flaming heads in total reverence to their queen, then dissolved into the freezing wind, slipping back into the afterlife like it had always been theirs. I collapsed face-first into the black snow. The physical world went dim, like it was humming through a muted speaker.

Then Fenrir gasped everyone turned toward him his eyes were glowing, not silver, not blue, pure white the brilliant light that flowed through the sanctuary itself. The First Shadow froze, for the time it took a step back Ardan inhaled sharply "The Alpha Heart " he said, the ancient guardian looked at Orion then everything finally clicked into place. "No " his voice barely rose above a whisper "The prophecy wasn't about the Silver Queen " he said. The sanctuary erupted with blinding light Ardan fell to one knee not before Lyra not before the twins. Before all three of them together "the Bloodline has returned " he said. The First Shadow let out a roar so violent the mountain itself answered a

“The curse of the Queen was cast centuries ago, before your kind even remembered the word ‘supernatural.’ There was a war—the first war—between the fae and the dark wolves. The Queen’s ancestor tried to steal fae blood to make herself immortal. The High Fae didn’t like that, so she cursed her bloodline. Said her children and her soldiers would be forever bound to their hunger—half-dead, half-beast, never free.” “So that explains the Black Fang,” I murmured. “Exactly,” Barbie said, flipping her wet hair. “They’re basically cursed puppets. They live, but not really. They obey, but not by choice.” Alpha Gregor nodded grimly. “That’s why they can’t stop fighting, even when they want to. It’s in

That was how hybrids came into existence with vampires marrying witches so as to increase their population. After years of peace, the first ever vampire werewolf hybrid was born. No one believed it was possible but it happened and that child was declared the strongest amongst all supernaturals. That child was prince Arthur, born of an Alpha wolf and an elite vampire. He left the palace as a kid to learn how to use his abilities and since then no one had heard from him, until this very moment. *** “Fine, what news?” Sheila asked and Elsa smiled brightly. “Prince Arthur is back! The royal counsel had announced it early this morning!” She gushed and Margery chuckled.

“That you back off from pestering him. Let him do as he pleases to those she wolves as long as they are not a member of our pack,we are safe.” “You want me to stay quiet and watch him assault innocent wolves?." I raised an eye in question , leaning in to inquire. " That's not what he meant.” Carl firmly chipped in. Carl represented the water element. “We don't want this feud between you and Luca to escalate into a war.” Drake explained. “ I can't sit back and watch Luca mistreat people. I have had enough and I'll make sure he pays for it. No matter how hard or how long it takes me to complete the task. Luca is a beast.”