Kuroshitsuji Lau Novels & Stories

her voice seductive, causing the eyes to shrunk deep. Her laughter filled with malice and upon it fade, the roar of lust ever reach the mountaintop. It's no doubt burn every heart and the remaining will of the young man blasted trully by the sudden touch. The white-haired lord suck him deeply, causing the sky to dim and the mountain to blasted with destructive wind.

Aurora leaned forward, watching herself in the mirror, her eyes tracing the curve of her neck and jaw as though admiring a painting. Then, almost casually, she added, “Still… there’s something about you. I can’t place it.” The comb nearly snagged in her hair. I steadied my hand before it betrayed me. Aurora’s smile sharpened, her voice dropping lower, more intimate, as though sharing a secret. “Be careful not to get too close to my princes, little maid. Some things don’t belong to people like you.” The words were sugar-coated venom. The urge to bare my teeth, to strike, to tear the smug expression off Aurora’s face surged hot and violent. But I lowered my head instead, letting my long lashes

“See how that ends for you.” “Don’t need to try. Just need to do this.” He raised his hand. Closed it into a fist. Killian dropped again. Screaming. Purple flooding back into his eyes. “STOP IT!” I threw blood straight at the guy. He caught it. Crushed the silver in his fist like it was tissue paper. “Cute. But useless on me.” “What even are you?” Lila gripped her knives tighter. “You’re not normal.” “Nope. I’m what happens when Black Moon finishes perfecting the curse.” He smiled. “I’m the endgame version of your buddy over there. If he lives long enough. Which he won’t.”

Scene 4: Liora and Caelum Face Off Liora descended from the tower in a storm of golden light, her staff clashing against Caelum’s crown in a burst of sparks. “Brother!” she cried. “You’ve lost your way. Call off your wolves!” “You don’t understand,” Caelum shouted back, their powers colliding in a dazzling display of light and shadow. “The packs will never accept unity unless one side yields completely.” “Then let it be you!” Liora screamed, unleashing a wave of searing light. Caelum countered with a surge of darkness that swallowed the moonlight whole. Their duel sent shockwaves across the battlefield, throwing wolves—friend and foe alike—into the dirt.

Not ordinary red, but a dark, blood-colored shade that looked like danger and power stitched into fabric. The pure werewolves had arrived..They moved like predators, unbothered by attention, every step echoing with confidence. Their leader walked in the center, a boy with messy raven-black hair, sharp eyes, and a jawline like a blade. Unlike Miles, he didn’t smile. He didn’t even look at anyone. He radiated wildness, like a wolf barely restrained in human skin. Mistress Kyenna raised an eyebrow. “Ronan. Late again.”

There was a moment of deadly silence, and then Karissa cursed, and then lunged at her. She screamed like a banshee, her claws extending as she jumped at Sara with full force and anger. Her face was twisted in rage, her mouth was bared like an animal on the edge of losing all control. “I’ll fucking kill you!” She screamed. Sara barely had time to step back as she saw Karissa move like lightning. “STOP!” Kyle’s voice came across, using his Alpha-command, laced with power so heavy it made the air around them freeze. Karissa’s body locked mid-air, her eyes wide in horror as if some invisible force had grabbed her out of the sky. She hovered there for one terrifying second, and then slammed down

Also, the pain of losing someone close is very hard and on top of that, to live with the guilt of murdering them is enough to make a person dead inside. It's been three years since Jacob has left the world leaving me alone to deal with the werewolves. I am still the Luna Queen but it's only a title for me because I don't have the right to make any decision as now I am considering a cursed person. However, I don't feel bad about it because after hearing the same thing for so many years, I also have started to believe that I am really an unlucky person or why my mate would die so tragically.

Around the long glass table set in the middle of the hall, werewolves of different packs, builds and race sat talking amongst themselves, paying me no heed as I drew back a chair and sat down. The monumental table was lined with oriental vases containing colourful flowers. Silk drapes were pulled back to allow sunlight. The light from the chandeliers above glinted off glass sculptures placed around the white-themed hall. Near an old Asian Luna sat at the far end of the table, a tall sculpture of an archer was positioned. The pointy end of her drawn arrow was aimed at a boy around my age. He conversed with a group of posh-looking boys dressed in suits.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5) The characters : Lucas Salvatore: the alpha of the shadows pack. "Love was always known to be a cure rather than a curse. This is not the case in my story. My name is Lucas. I'm actually my pack's alpha. I've been alpha for more than I can remember, maybe 400years or maybe more and my mate "My Luna" is my curse... Her name is Stephanie, she's beyond beautiful. I never really got to know her... Why??? Well, because I got to see her death over and over again. Every time we got to see each other, she ended up dead in front of my sight" ...

he finally responded and the air disappeared. “You saw correctly. The mark on my neck glows when I fuck and cum” My eyes couldn’t grow any wider as I pieced the truth together. KING LEONIDAS WAS BEAST MAN!!