Forbidden Manifestation By Zara Blackthorn Novels & Stories

The Witches of Fortuna had arrived. Chaos erupted. Milak summoned a barrier of wind, pushing the intruders back, but they countered with dark magic, shattering his defenses. Zara's healing light flared, attempting to protect her family, but the Fortuna witches were relentless, their powers fueled by malice and a thirst for domination. "Run, Aqua!" Zara cried, her voice breaking with desperation. She pushed Aqua towards the back door, her eyes pleading. "Go to Aunt Cleo!"

However, Zavian suddenly materialized in front of her. He gripped her wrist in an unforgiving grasp, hauling her upright so abruptly the exercise ball nearly upended her. "Mr. Blackthorn, what are you doing?" Emmeline sputtered in shock. Zavian ignored her outraged question, too busy pinning the damn human, Phill with a scathing glare. "Why don't you go find someone else to harass? This woman is off-limits!!" Not waiting for a response, he tugged her along in his wake, deaf to her stumbling protests.

She hurriedly went out when she heard Kevin calling her, she smiled at him and they went outside because the event was about to start. Carson took a sip of his coffee while staring at the lights of the city. “Good morning.” Albert sat on one of the chairs and put his coffee on a mini table. “About the poison inside those people, why did they plant poison inside them if they can just kill them by hiring people with the killing promise? What happened? Carson asked. “Killing promise is one of the forbidden promises. There were only a few of us who still live and we need to hide ourselves from the higher ups. “ sadness can be seen on his face.

However, Keil continued with his report with his head bowed and in a clear voice said “with the exception of the Guardian of the Treasury, Azrael, the Guardian of the royal chapel, Isabell Bathory, the Guardian of the clock tower, Charlotte Blackwood, and the Guardian of the gardens, Qetzal Coatl. We, his generals, have come to kneel ... as the Master ordered. All of us would walk through hell or tear down the bars of heaven without hesitation for you. Facing the six bowed heads, Zark seemed unable to say a word. He felt that abnormal pressure was covering this scene. He did not know what to do. This was the kind of scene that probably happened once in a lifetime. Zark's mind went into chaos

My grandmother passed before I was born due to grief, but I've been told she was a very remarkable lady. A door closing makes me jump, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turn off the shower and grab the towel, drying off as I step out. I grab the clothes he gave me, enjoying these ones a lot more already. I throw them on, enjoying the clean casual clothes. I look in the mirror, seeing the red dye from my hair fading away to leave my bright white hair showing. I grab my hair and tie it up in a bun, trying to hide the white showing through. My fathers words echoing in my head yet again, and yet I had let Talon see my wolf. "He is our mate. You will not keep me from him." Freya snarls. "The moon

She couldn't face betrayals anymore. "Ahhh.." Valerie screamed as she forced the sword to apart her skin one last time. This is gonna be the end! This is the end. So my dear readers. This is the end of the FORBIDDEN BLOOD book 1( but not the end of the story.) The story is continued in the sequel of the book FORBIDDEN BLOOD 2 exclusively on B*****t. I want you guys to shower the comment section with your comments as I want you to enlighten me about your thoughts on my story.

The storm was coming. And in the center of that storm, somehow, stood her. Zara. The omega who should have been nothing. The girl I had sworn to crush. The girl I could not seem to cage. My wolf pressed against me again, insistent. She is not prey. She is ours. I clenched my fists until my claws cut skin. No. If she was ours, then she would be the death of me. And Andre Blackthorn did not die for anyone.

I placed my palm against the barrier, feeling its cold resistance against my skin. "I am Seraphina Blackthorne, daughter of Alpha Kieran and Luna Raven. This house is mine by blood and right. You will yield to me." For a moment, nothing happened. Then I felt a sharp pain as the barrier tested my claim, drawing a thin line of blood across my palm. Diamond snarled, not with pain but with triumph as the darkness began to dissolve, revealing the chamber beyond.

I lifted my chin even higher. “And I will not let anyone. Annabelle Callahan, her dead mother, Ronan, Miranda Chen, or whatever puppet master stands behind them—take anything from me.” My reflection softened, transforming back into the woman people feared, envied, whispered about. Victoria Blackthorne. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. I exhaled slowly and crossed the room, retrieving my phone from the floor. The screen was cracked, but functional. Fitting. A war was starting—of course something had to break.

“What have you been so busy with? Are you trying to avoid me?” “No,” she automatically denied. “Liar!” He narrowed his eyes. “You always press your lips together when you lie. “Are you so upset about my marriage that you won’t even come home?” She pursed her lips tightly before releasing them. “Simon, let me say this one more time. I don’t have any feelings for you beyond those of a sister.” “Really?” He casually turned around and swept his gaze across her desk. Shortly after, he froze. There was an unfinished gift on the desk. It was the birthday present Irina had prepared for him in her previous life—a hand-carved ring made from his favorite cut of obsidian.