Lucerys X Aemond Novelas e Histórias

Aeryl pointed at him dramatically. “What is WRONG with you lycan people to be exact?” Aeryl stared at him in complete disbelief. “What is wrong with you exactly?!” Aramisius frowned immediately. “What?” Aeryl threw both hands upward. “YOU! In this.... In this lycan palace.” “That explains nothing.” “The biting! The glowing eyes! The mysterious suffering! The dramatic speeches! The blood obsession!” Aramisius blinked once slowly. Aeryl pointed at him harder. “You won't admit it but now apparently physical contact is medicine.”

Amethyst After Adrik left with Celeste, I felt cheated. While I knew the spells myself, I knew that Lucy wouldn’t be able to handle anyone coming to her the same way. I was worried. The Lucy that Celeste had brought back from that place was not my vibrant daughter. Shew was nothing but the shell of the girl that I had raised and showed the beauty of life.

Rowena, The Alpha werecat from the ‘golden pride’ said. “Keir Frederick is alive and in one piece. That bloodsucker bastard escaped death by my hands once but not next time. Only if his witch hadn't yanked him out of the battle. Bloody cowards!” Lyceon‘s powerful voice resonated throughout the whole room driving everyone to succumb into his authority and belief. He recalled the scene of the war where He lost his last saviour.

That fact was sure! But then I clicked on the next folder. Relationships. And my breath hitched. My finger hesitated over the mouse before I clicked the first profile. It was a picture of a gorgeous Lycan noblewoman named Lady Catherine. She had stunning silver-blonde hair, sharp, aristocratic features, and a smile that looked like glass. She was the daughter of one of the richest lords in the North. Beneath her name, a single word was stamped in bold, stark font: DECEASED.