Lorna Byrne Books Novels & Stories

He wiped the blood off her face and lips. She wailed uncontrollably.. "Lyle, we need to take care of this. He's lost a lot of blood. " I put pressure on the bleeding, to stop it a little. He was bleeding profusely and I'd wondered if he wouldn't die Oren was almost unconscious, his breath was raspy, as he struggled to breath, she'd nearly bitten off his throat. Byron shifted back to his human form, Lyle clutched Freya tighter to his chest, she didn't care if he was the reason she'd run out in the first place, His touch alone was soothing some of the pain she was going through.

So … this was how he was holding them off. The distinct sound of flapping was heard as Dayonara’s griffin descended. She jumped off its back and turned her glowing green eyes toward the lycans. “Atrapage!” she shouted, and a red glowing laser shot around the lycans, ensnaring them in place. “That will hold them.” She turned, beaming at me. “Nice move, wolfie. I never imagined you’d jump from that height.” I shifted back to my human self and gave her an appreciative smile. “Is Finn okay?” Strong arms encircled me from behind and I spun around in his arms.

Not hunted by a bond fast. We run him down through the drainage maze, paws slapping wet stone, breath tearing through lungs. The courier darts left, then right, then into a narrower tunnel where the ceiling drops and echoes multiply. A trap corridor. I feel it in my bones. Lia’s wolf flashes ahead and snaps at his flank, forcing him to stumble. He whips a silver knife out of his sleeve, fast, practiced and slashes at Lia. She twists away, but the knife catches her fur shallowly, and her snarl shakes the tunnel.

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She would never forget the voice of the person who mated her to the man she loathed most, Alpha Rasmore, for taking her innocent kid’s lives away. “You know that everything happen for a reason, Luna Milburn.” The moomgodess started and she nodded. “Then why do you despise, Alpha Rasmore?” She was asked. If she could have known ,the winds ahd flown her there so that she would be lectured as a kid them she could have never landed there but could have gone somewhere far away.

“ Mostly okay but Alexander and Tania are moving with us to the palace soon because Lord Gregory wants Kane to train Alexander.” Both women frowned at that. Brianne folded her arms and sneered. “Fuck no! No way that slimy little bastard and his tramp are coming here.” She snarled, clearly still mad about the last time he locked us up. Marie agreed. “That doesn’t sit right with me either. Apart from his general stupidity, What if he finds the book you stole, sorry borrowed?” Lucian, who had been sitting in the corner, looked up from his tablet and shook his head. “Don’t worry Luna. The book will never leave your training room, I’ll personally keep it safe and I’ll make sure Alexander never ge

After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business. When Eleanor turned to the next customer, Maddox slid to the side a little and then started on his own food. "Did you notice what was going on over in Florida?" Gian asked between bites. "You mean the thing with these animal rights activists, because of whom four people are now dead, but two cranes were able to escape the Venators?" Gian nodded. "But they weren't just any animal rights activists, the people were from Live for Animals." The piece of sausage caught in the air halfway to Maddox's mouth. "You are incinerating me."

___________________________ Goddess Nyra POV Between Realms The moment the Luna Maximus stirred, I felt it. A pulse of power sharp enough to slice through the veil. A hungry whisper rising from the Forbidden Library. A book that should have stayed dormant for another thousand years. And the presence it reached for? I exhaled slowly. Lyrina Veega. Of all the wolves in the Nightfall Range… the book had chosen her. Not because she was worthy. Not because she had strength. Not even because she had ambition. No. Because she was weak enough, greedy enough, and foolish enough to try.

What was I doing? It wasn’t like her to question her instincts, but something about the book unnerved her. Still, she pushed her hesitation aside. She had always been the type to face things head-on, even when the fear gnawed at her. So, she opened the book. The pages inside were yellowed, the ink faint but still legible. Eliana skimmed over the text, though the words didn’t make much sense to her. The language was foreign, the writing jagged and unsettling. It didn’t resemble anything she had read before, but the title, Petals of the Truth, seemed to shimmer on the page, like a hidden message that she couldn’t quite interpret.