Mha Fantasy Au Novels & Stories

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

Just when I was about to knock, the door was pulled open. " Hi?" Maya stood before me, a beautiful smile on her face. For a moment I got lost in her Hazel orbs which seemed to sparkle with intelligence and mischief at the same time. Maya POV I have been sitting here anxiously waiting for the Alpha to drop by as promised. I don't know why but I have been feeling giddy all day long, like something good is going to happen. " Do you think he will bed us again?" My wolf shamelessly asked, making me scoff.

Darice looked at Ana in disbelief. "It doesn't say but the characteristics described are very similar to the Falkland wolf." "That book must have been written by a madman. Or it could be a wolf that looks like that." Darice still did not believe Ana's words. Ana just shrugged her shoulders lazily to explain more. They both went back to drinking coffee while busy with their own thoughts. "Hurry up and finish your coffee, class will start soon." Darice reminded Ana to hurry up. Ana glanced at the clock on her phone then nodded. The girl gulped down the remaining coffee half at a time. Darice just shook her head at that.

The air is heavy and stale, and I'm beginning to feel dizzy. I'm scared to move. I'm scared to make a sound. But I can't stay up here forever. More tears collect in my eyes. Sure, there are students at Hawthorn who don't deserve to be here—people like Wendy. She’s an outsider, someone who didn’t even know a thing about the supernatural world when she showed up at Hawthorn. But I earned my spot in this school. I come from one of the most respected pure-blood families around. If the Silver Hunters are going to hunt anyone, it should be Wendy and Alec and everyone else like them.

I will be writing about Mia (Chester’s younger sister) and his Lycan hybrid mate. THE END OF Ava Hansley book. Thank you for taking the time to read this fantastic book. I appreciate you all for reading this book from beginning to the end.

He would be lucky enough if he had special weapons to use, but at the moment he had none. “Care to tell me what is going on? Because the last thing I remember I was sleeping in my condo.” “I understand your confusion, but to cut it short, there is another world apart from what the human has, which is our world – Terra Lucien.” Lanver brushed his fingers on his hair, one thing he usually does when frustrated. He was still having a hard time processing in his mind that vampires were real, and then there was this another revelation that seemed so out of the world.

My eyes wide. “….I, Mia Masters, reject you, Grey Andrews, as my mate….” “Aarrghh!” A muffled grind came as the mate bond ripped itself out of my heart. The pain was impossible. It was a million swords in my gut. I just wanted to die right there. “Nooooo!” I scream as I cry. “It’s over, Grey. Mia’s no longer yours.” Sage presses stop. “Now you’re all mine.” Charlotte smiles with her arms crossed.

The Moor was a legend, or a nightmare, depending on which side of history you stood. His voice was deep and steady. "Amelia is insane. She awakens more vampires, giving them life and killing them at her whim. Unfortunately, she doesn't dispose of enough of them. But she is powerful and ruled by hatred. She has one ultimate goal and that is the complete annihilation of beastkind. When she has no more enemies to kill, she will turn on her own clan." His gaze traveled around the room before he continued. "The South American cats are not all enemies. Yes..." The vampire's eyes locked on Vorlyk, "many kill the women and female children, but there are others who fight for them, too, even knowing t

The Dragon Demon Armaloth “Any news?” I asked Anton, who was kneeling alongside my wife's inert body. Drickblood is my queen now and since then, Moriah has slipped into a coma ever since I crowned her. No precedent in history tells me what happened or how to solve the problem.

As revolting as it was to think of having to be Jack at all, he’d made it seem like it was going to be impossible for Slate to fool Maura into thinking he was Jack, and Slate resented the idea that anyone thought him incapable of fooling the girl. It wasn’t like she was some mentally astute rocket scientist. She was a high school cheerleader, a dingy one at that, and he was pretty sure he could find a way to get the book back, if it was still in her house. He just needed to fool her into letting him in. “Hi,” one of the mages, a tall brunette with glassy blue eyes said. “What’s up?” “Yeah, you look like you have something on your mind, chief,” a dangerous-looking redhead said as she folded h