Kindred Novels & Stories

They heal, survive, and are untouchable. This one isn't. Something stole that from him, and I've seen this before. Not in person, but in my mother's secret notebooks. Wolves torn apart by something that shouldn't exist, something that could make them weaker and less strong than they are. She called it Project Fenrir, and she died three days after writing that name. Kieran steps between me and the body, blocking my view like a wall of muscle and menace. His eyes aren't on me; they're fixed on the corpse, glowing faintly, gold bleeding through the dark.

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Isobel I was left in shock by Kendra’s revelation. Horror coursed through me as I realized the truth. Kendra, whom I had initially seen as a kind angel sent to save me, was something far more sinister. I couldn't fathom that Kendra would stoop to such depths of cruelty. Jealousy, I realized, was a force more terrifying than I had ever imagined. I had always seen Kendra as perfect in everyone's eyes, but now, facing her dark side, I couldn't shake the terror creeping into my heart.

Blackness poured through, not like smoke, not like mist, but like hunger given shape. A hand emerged. Long. Skeletal. Its fingers stretched impossibly far, knotted and twisting, a dripping void where skin should be. It was made of something that had never known light. Kaine didn’t move. He couldn’t. His breath hitched, his body paralyzed. The infants in his arms didn’t cry. They looked up at the thing reaching for them with wide, eerily calm eyes. “Move!” Riven shouted, wings bursting wide.

Not having a wolf, I couldn't distinguish between our kind and humans as I also lacked all the other benefits, such as a heightened sense of smell, night vision, and an extraordinary immune system. "Sit, please," a woman who looked to be in her late twenties with curly, black hair and whom I'd come to know as Helena, said to me, gesturing at a chair. She'd never been particularly friendly, even after knowing her for nine months now. I took a seat, leaving a chair empty next to a couple that was really into PDA, turning away from them.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an

my dad asked. “Everything went great, they are on board and excited at the opportunity that has presented itself. No, the reason I wanted to talk to you was to share some news with you,” I say. “You will recall there was discussion of Louise having a twin? And we weren’t sure if it was real or not? Well, it turns out that Alpha Samuel, from the Red Moon Pack, has a sister who looks identical to Louise,” I say leaving a moment for that to sink in.

I awoke fully rested. After I dressed and crammed a bagel in my mouth, I sat at the dining table with a book on forces of natures. I poured through the open pages. There were the four seasons, death, time, age, gravity, fate, light, sound, each of the elements, love, hate, and so many more. Finally I found Karma. The drawn picture of her was beautiful. She had dark hair and deeply tanned skin. Although, her eyes were drawn hard. I hoped they weren't actually like that.

I took out the kite when I was completely drenched in water when I was shivering from cold when I was numb for a second and when I was at infinity. and the next thing I remember my dad was looking at me as if I have swallowed something against his will. my mother was horrified as I have killed someone. and there was a guy who was older than me. who was staring at me as if I was a piece of disgust? the heated hard stare was directed at my eyes, the heated hard stare which was quivering me from inside. the heated hard stare was piercing my body into thousands of pieces, the heated hard stare was making me blind ahead of thousands of eyes.

Finally mustering the strength to leave the soothing waters, she wrapped herself in a comforting robe and settled in front of her vanity. As she delicately ran the brush through her long, wavy tresses, her gaze met the reflection in the mirror. The sight that met her eyes was utterly disheartening, and she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of unworthiness, questioning her right to bear the title of Alpha Saul Constantine's daughter – a man revered as one of the most formidable and respected Alphas in the Pack Lands.