Kingdom Hearts 2 Vexen Novels & Stories

He offers sincerely. I guess that’s fair, though I’ve never revealed who I am to anyone before. I take a deep breath and prepare myself to tell the story for the very first time, “About twenty years ago, there was a war between a witch coven and the werewolf kingdom,” I begin, but Adrian interrupts. “I remember. That was the Spirit Lake Coven. The Coven Mother at the time, Alexstera Hale, was obsessed with taking the Crescent Kingdom from King Lothar. Samael even sent extra soldiers to Crescent City, where most of Alexstera’s attacks were directed.”

“The kind that stings without remorse. Says hi with a knife to your throat. Big bad wolf would've been—” “Felix!” Pedro's voice cut through. “Put the f**king gun down.” Felix turned to me, seething and laughing. “Just teaching her some manners. One eye won't sting.” Pedro edged forward, oozing predatory vibes. “No harm must come to them? Are you ready for Queen's wrath? Now put the f**king gun down.” Almost immediately, two sharp compasses pierced through Felix's eyes like mini daggers, blinding him instantly. He tumbled back, screaming in agony, right before an arrow of pins raced through the air into his throat in a circular manner.

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

He held a glowing black crystal in his right hand a crystal that was pulsing in sync with Aurora's failing heart. "You're too late, Alpha King," Corvus sneered, stepping closer to the swirling dark portal. "The Shadow Basin has waited generations for a power like your daughter's. With her celestial core, we will tear down your unified kingdom!" Valen didn't answer with words. He closed the distance in a fraction of a second, his fist slamming into Corvus’s chest with enough force to shatter the noble’s ribcage! Corvus spat blood, flying backward against the stone railing, but he laughed maniacally, holding the black crystal up toward the sky. "Kill me, Valen! The moment my heart stops, the s

I demand, my voice steady despite the fear that gnawed at her. Vex's smile widens, revealing a flash of malice in his eyes. "I want the Bravata, Ali. I want you to give up your organization. The truce was a temporary arrangement, and now I'm here to collect what's rightfully mine." My heart sinks. I have known that Vex would never truly abandon his quest for power, but I had hoped that my wedding day would be exempt from his machinations. "I won't do it," I say firmly, my gaze unwavering. "I won't betray my family or the Bravata. This is our day, Vex, and you won't ruin it."

“No. I won’t.” Valen’s red eyes flashed. “Then you’ll always be half a queen. Half a weapon. Half a disaster waiting to happen.” “Better half than whole monster,” Luna shot back. Valen was silent for a moment. Then he smiled. “Good. Fire. Your mother had that too, before she ran.” He waved a hand. The symbols on the floor lit up. Red and silver at the same time. “Show me,” he commanded. “Show me what happens when both bloods wake.”

She looked up at the floating, ghostly projection of Selenara Vaelcrest, whose silver eyes seemed to look straight into her soul with profound warmth and sorrow. "My daughter..." the memory voice of Selenara whispered, as the spectral projection began to slowly fade into silver mist. "The five hearts are now yours. Reclaim the final two before Garrick shatters his prison. Expose the traitors who murdered your mother... and take your place upon the throne." The projection shattered into a thousand harmless, glittering sparks of starlight that rained down softly upon the three of them, leaving the ancient archive in a quiet, glowing blue light.

'Let's get our mate,' Vixen urged, and Aimee took her first step to forever. The energy crackled in the air as the biker waited for his Queen. Quinley Barrett, the high priestess of Ravenclaw, worked her magic in the background creating snowflakes out of the elements-without the biting cold that accompanied the winter candyfloss. And Aimee felt like a princess as she finally reached her mate's side, taking his outstretched hand and kissing his knuckles as he folded her into his arms.

Instead, I slid the obsidian token into my pocket and rose to my feet, rolling my shoulders back as though this were an ordinary encounter. “Depends who’s asking,” I replied calmly. She stepped into view with the confidence of someone who had never been challenged in her life. She was tall, dressed in tailored black leather reinforced with silver threading, her dark hair braided tightly down her back. Power rolled off her in waves, not alpha dominance, but something colder, sharper. Political power “I am Lyra Vex,” she said. “Envoy of the Crescent Dominion.” I finally turned. The Crescent Dominion. Not a pack.

The healer. "My mate is being targeted," Dax said. "Someone is reaching into her dreams. I want to know who and how." Vera spoke first. "There's a legend. A rogue Alpha named Vesper Cross. She leads a pack called Shadowfen. They practice blood magic." "Blood magic?" "Using the blood of fated mates to enhance power. Vesper has been searching for a way to steal the strength of mate-bonded offspring." Vera looked at me. "She would want your children."