High Clear Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 43 : Alpha Duncan RedClaw Third person’s pov The clearing was eerily quiet; the silence shrouded everything within its grasp, even to the point of suffocation. Even the winds dared not whisper as it blew the leaves gently. This clearing, surrounded by towering trees, opened up like a hidden sanctuary within the dense embrace of the forest.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

Even though the climate outside was colder than what it usually was, their house was filled with joy. -Chasing The Alpha Special Chapters

The violet leaf did not wither under the un-optimized noon sun. Instead, it uncurled its sharp, geometric edges against the crushed aluminum casing of the scouting drone, its surface ticking with a microscopic vibration that felt like a telegraph wire strung through a garden. The text blooming on its skin—VOLUME 10, CHAPTER 3: THE FIRST CLASS—was written in the precise, razor-thin font of the High Treasury, a tiny but stubborn piece of corporate graffiti trying to brand the dirt.

assistant"> *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-69c2731f-dc88-83a4-a088-5852984e816f-2" data-testid="conversation-turn-153" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> Because of her past bad reputation, Clar had always lived on the outskirts of the tribe. But Mabel was different—her mother was the shaman healer Kaela, so her home was located in the very center of the tribe.

“That’s impossible! It can’t be!” Vincent screamed and pushed Janna out of the way. He ran madly after my receding figure, though I was already far ahead. Vincent sprinted forward desperately. With the estate’s security alarm going off, the security personnel in the dark jumped out to stop him. I approached the helipad where the chopper was running. The propellers whipped up a huge blast of air. Vincent raced toward me in anguish. Oblivious to the gravel hitting him, he dropped to his knees and stared intently at me.

His golden eyes locked onto mine. "What exactly are you?" End of Chapter 8

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

--- Memories --- Silence. --- Aren carefully opened the first page. --- And froze. --- For a photo was pasted there. --- A picture of them. --- Of everyone. --- In the clearing. --- The day the door was closed. --- No one had taken that photo. --- No one. --- Beneath it was a handwritten line. --- Handwriting Aren recognized immediately. --- Unsteady. --- A bit crooked. --- But unmistakable. --- > Chapter 1 --- Slowly, he turned the page.

ARE YOU SURE? [ Chapter 1: End ]