Romans & histoires Forsaken World Race

I was running in a world so dark; so cold A world which felt like a prison A world voided of meaning and comfort A world that ran parallel to Terra Australis I was running in a world so eerie; so mysterious A world whose floor is nothing but stone filled with water that got deeper with every step A world that will snatch you of calm and reason A world that reflected true silence I was running in a world so dark; so desolate A world that kept secrets A world that covered its true purpose beneath its aquatic sheets A world that hid overwhelming power I was running in a world of pure darkness A hidden wonder of Terra Australis A world where I have become its god Solemn Reveries of Terra Austral

"Or something like him." A chill slid down my spine. "There have been others before." I dragged my gaze from the drawing to her face. "Others?" My voice came out thinner than I wanted. "How many?" Mara didn't look away. "Enough that our ancestors knew to fear them." --- She turned the page slowly, as if giving me time to breathe. I didn't take it. "They are called the Forsaken," she read, her voice low but steady. "Wolves who rejected the Moon Goddess's gift… or were rejected by it."

“The name of this child was Armaros, meaning the cursed one. Your ancestor.” “So… my ancestor was cursed?” Belinda asked. “Yes. His parents hated the kind of wolf he was and sent him away, somewhere very far from home. He had to do everything on his own and even started a new family and pack. But when the people of the Merania kingdom heard he was alive, they tried to kill him, and they attacked his pack. He was killed, but some of his people escaped and they spread across the face of the earth, to hide.” “After many years, no one heard anything about red-furred wolves, and they were believed to be extinct until yesterday, when we found out you are one of them.” Mr. Theron stopped talking an

“We’ll take everything from him.” “No,” he says, gripping my hand. “We’ll burn everything. And rebuild it in our name.” The word our sends a thrill through my spine. We were born with nothing—thrown away, cast out, labeled as wrong. But we made something of ourselves. We clawed through the mud and blood and fire, and we never once let go of each other. This world thinks love has rules. That it only exists in clean lines and tidy names. But they don’t know what it means to need someone like I need him. They don’t know what it is to bury a body beside someone, to raise a child born of something unholy and still call it beautiful.

She fought her way out of the mountains with nothing but sheer determination and got herself into college. She finally reunited with her birth parents. But soon after, a car accident took them away. She was left badly injured and barely alive. That was when a system bound itself to her. She had to leave her own world and begin a mission. She grew up with my dad. They fell in love as teenagers. She chose him as her mission target, full of joy and hope. She thought that if she was sincere enough, everything would work out in the end. But she never imagined that she would lose everything and end up completely broken.

Utilizing the North’s intelligence network, Damian quickly pinpointed her in a remote town abroad. She was brought back to the Shadow Pack and faced judgment for deceit and betrayal. Ultimately, she was banished to the western wastelands, never to set foot back in the territory again. At the mating banquet, Damian took me to the terrace, our backs facing the dazzling night sky and serene snow peaks. “Fay, I’m not your fated mate, but I swear on my life to love you, protect you, and make you the happiest Luna under the stars.” Damian held me from behind, his voice husky but tender.

"There is more. We identified the second person Vanessa hired. His name is Marcus Chen." "Chen?" I repeated. "Like David Chen?" "Brothers. Marcus is more dangerous than David. He has a record for assault, weapons charges, and he dropped off the grid three days ago. We have an APB out, but he is smart. He knows how to stay hidden." My hands were shaking. Miguel took them in his, his warmth steadying me. "What about the third person?" Alex asked. "Chen said there were at least two more people besides himself."

Places mommy fails to appear as she has her deals to run. Unlike mommy, daddy always puts me forth in all his business deals. Dad never doubts my confidence and ability to run his business throne successfully. Since mommy has her businesses spread in most parts of New York City and outside the city, mum and I barely get to spend time together. Still, I know momma loves me. But, I cannot match dad's love and attention to hers. I always accompany daddy wherever he goes. One would assume me as his shadow. Indeed, a body never deserts its shadow. While alive, wherever a human goes, so does the shadow. Daddy's body couldn't flee its shadow on this grand day.

The conversation with mom went exactly like the one with dad, only Sofia didn't show as much concern as Jack. After I finally said goodbye and made my way to the jeep, I put the address in GPS. "A five houre drive, you ready Saf." "Born ready." Four and a half hours later, we were finally close to our destination. "No wonder the "royal" guards couldn't find him, the air here is so polluted." Saf commented. "Its close to the human border that's why. Besides this is the neutral land, werewolves of all eleven packs can come here and is not considered trespassing."

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.