Kootanchoru Mr Novel 1 Novels & Stories

Aaron sat hunched over, his fingers tracing the intricate symbols as he muttered to himself. Curiosity got the better of me, and I approached the desk. "What are you reading?" I asked, my voice tentative. Aaron looked up, a mixture of surprise and amusement in his eyes. "Ah, Megan. These are ancient texts, records of our pack's history and the magic that runs through our veins." I peered at the writings, my brows furrowing. "Magic?" He nodded, a hint of reverence in his voice. "Yes, the very power that courses through our pack's bloodline. I believe you, too, possess this power."

"And before I forget, if a thing doesn't linger in your brain for about 5 seconds, the caster cannot hear it. Atleast that was the record of the fastest reader I've known." Right now, I am so much sure about one thing, indeed, I am the reason why Ruka reacted like that. The girl didn't like me and I insulted her even more. Did I just sign myself into a death wish? Will she come for me later? Maybe at midnight? My own thoughts were scarying me more that I'm already was. "And lastly, the decendants of Meniah. Red-eyed kierikos who can transform themselves into wild creatures." I looked at him closely, he had those kind of eyes. I patiently waited for him to fill me with details but he didn't s

I announced, all bubbly and excited to spend time with him. “Morning, Luna,” he replied, tilting his head in submission. “I’m Cameron.” “Nice to meet you, Cameron. I learned from my mate that the hounds were cursed, and I'd love to set you free. You know if we're to have a new beginning. We must deal with the things holding us back in the past.” I declared. Since there was no way to contact the witch that placed the curse. I had to rely on the ancestral bond of the bane and use Cameron as an anchor to unearth the secrets of the curse.

Kieran’s voice, merged with the system, whispering, loving, guiding: “Nova… always… you… anchor… everything…” I pressed my palms to my chest, heart breaking and soaring at the same time. “I will… I swear… I will anchor everything… for you… for all of us…” The system pulses violently again, and a distorted, metallic whisper cuts through Nova’s mind: “Internal anchor secured… but external resistance… will be terminated… unless neutralized.”

The world around us fades into oblivion leaving just the two of us under the moonlit sky cocooned in our own happy bubble. The End ==================================================== Bonus chapters coming soon. Thanks for reading! Kellisa Kelly

I had taken the chance to arrange the room properly and brought along with me the Alpha Levi's Armani coat from the strip bar. I retracted to the bed where I'd carelessly dropped the sack containing the coat when I walked into the room earlier. I took out the coat, folded it neatly, and kept it in my closet. I wouldn't be able to return it today since it seemed Alpha Levi was in serious business with his dear ex. I found myself a nice fluffy coat to protect me from the evening weather and left for the library. After what felt like years of searching through thousands of books on the shelves, I finally found myself something nice to read. I once again appreciated my temporary advantageous pos

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Now, it looked like a cage where two monsters had been let loose. Aaron’s jaw clenched so hard I thought I heard the bone pop. “Alpha,” he said cautiously. “Aaron,” Rowan answered. I stepped forward, folding my arms loosely like I wasn’t barefoot in a stranger’s territory, like I hadn’t just tried to beat their Supreme Alpha senseless with a serving tray. "The Alpha," I told him politely, "is a kidnapping, controlling, murder-loving son of a bitch who is dead the second I get the chance to put him underground."