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The dawn that broke over the Ravine was not the soft gold of a Northern spring. It was a harsh, terrifying white. High above the atmosphere, the Southern Council’s mirror-satellites were shifting, catching the unfiltered intensity of the sun and focusing it into a singular, lethal beam. The air already tasted of ozone, and the ancient snow on the peaks of the Frost-Pins was beginning to weep, turning into torrents of meltwater that roared down the cliffs.

“Born as one, but split by time, twins that should never depart will hold the sun and the other the moon. The starts in between and the life they hold, protected, the ones who should protect, but will be torn by fate and lies. How would their life end up, from the loop of insanity that’s starting to mark their reality?” Opening the book and letting it decide by flipping its pages and comes stopping at a certain page. She reads those words as her smile never faded in between. With the clear picture of the character that is being presented, she once more giggles closing the book and holding it close to her embrace. With the title that is unrecognizable in the present time, and with the words t

By the time I managed to reach an outcrop of rocks about halfway down the mountain and felt the strange bubble of… whatever it had been keeping me from contacting Natalia suddenly pop, the sun was already beginning to rise. Not that it mattered, of course. The snow rendered everything a constant pale white. It was still early, not even close to dawn, but this high up, I could see dawn breaking on the distant horizon. The sun’s light was a welcome reprieve from the bitter darkness, but it was distant and cold, as if even its golden rays feared touching the peak in which the so-called “Winter King” resided. “Hello?” I called out to my Beta, huddling against a couple of large boulders to keep t

Yes, a smut. I can’t stop the heat from warming my cheeks as I read this… deliciously naughty story about the moon queen and her five mates. I’m not sure if she grabbed the wrong book, or wanted me to read this filthy book just to… what? Prepare me for the future? Or just to get me all antsy with no release? Even so, I enjoyed the read. I spent most of the early morning reading while the sun started to rise, and curfew was in effect.

He left the room. A fierce winter covered the forests with heavy snow-clusters and icicles, and filled ravines to their edges with drifts, so that the whole land seemed a single white plain. Great, sudden storms came, in which men and herds were lost under the pall of snow; roads grew misleading and perilous. A lonely Jaweldur howled in the distance.

My heart softened, the resentment I harbored for the elite waning as I contemplated her ordeal. With her support, I guided her shaky form for several minutes until we reached the solitary refuge I knew to be secure. The sun had dipped beneath the horizon, casting darkness upon our path as we arrived at the only sanctuary I had in mind. Not far from the mountain's base, where I often ventured for hunting, lay a humble abode crafted from raw red pine. Every facet, from walls to ceiling, comprised this sturdy wood. An aura of homeliness cocooned the cabin, its entrance emitting a faint squeak as we crossed the threshold.

' "Officer, ready for another round of role-playing?" … By the time Ray and Cassandra returned to Bay Garden, it was already the next morning. Suddenly, golden light exploded across the sky. The sun had risen. The snowfield shimmered with a dazzling reflection. Strangely, even though the sun was up, the temperature remained freezing. The snow showed no sign of melting. Weird. Even the polar ice melts partially in summer—why hasn't a single patch here softened? Is our sun already waning? Losing its strength at its prime?

Niamh, drawing from her knowledge of ancient texts, remarked, "There are legends of a time when neither day nor night reigned, where creation and dissolution danced in harmony." Elysia, inspired by the collective insights of her companions and feeling a deep, intuitive pull, voiced her realization, "It's twilight! The moment between day and night, where light and dark merge. It represents balance, transition, and harmony." Aeliana's ever-shifting form seemed to solidify for a moment, a smile playing on her ethereal lips. "Correct, Elysia. Twilight is the embodiment of balance, the bridge between dichotomies. It's where possibilities are endless, and realities converge."

The trip should take about three to four hours if there isn’t much traffic. "Should we go there before the dark moon catches up with us?" asked Damon. "Once the dark moon comes, even if the sun is still, it can affect us." "We should leave now, but we need to make a plan." Says Uncle Aman. "That place is huge, and it’s in the mountains. There’s a lot of wolfsbanes there, and we have less than 8 hours to find my sister." Auntie Sol said. "Are we talking about the entire mountain?" I asked.

The night was still with the blood moon shinning bright in the sky. Alpha Hardin and Luna Sky of the Midnight pack stood together looking down at their little baby girl as she slept, with love filling their eyes. This was not to be just any girl. She was to be far greater than any wolf could imagine and she had come from them. Months before her birth, the nearby witch coven had foretold that an amazing future was in store for their soon to be born child. At that time, no one imaged it would be a girl or the amount of strength she would have at birth.