Mirage And Wraith Novels & Stories

Khalil explained. A loud screech from behind and up ahead caused us to pause. "Doesn't look like they're giving us much of a choice though," Abeel said, halting. The wraiths closed in from both sides. I tightened my grip on the twin blades, an eerie calm settling over me. The first wraith lunged at me, its shadowy tendrils reaching for my soul. With a swift spin, I deflected its advance, blades slashing through the darkness. The wraith vanished just before my blade touched it, leaving in its wake, a mossy mess.

Mira’s POV The world felt hazy, like I was stuck underwater. I fought to open my eyes, but they were heavy, pulling me back into the dark, but somewhere above me, voices drifted in and out. "Is she dead?" Someone asked coldly, making me wonder who it belonged to. But then, everyone wished me dead which wasn't surprising. I even wished desperately for it. "Goddess! Navier! I told you she wasn't ready for this level of training, but you wouldn't listen. Are you trying to kill her?"

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

She needs her head in the game if she doesn't want to land her ass in jail along Maddy and Emily. Nathan was her past, a past that she can't include in her future because she was afraid of commitment. Jes had just learned to fly she doesn't want a relationship to clip her wings~ ****** NEW BOOK CHASED BY A DRAGON KING Beware of the Ruler Of The Skies~ He can turn your bones into Ashes with the Moondust that he holds in his lungs and fire in his eyes. The descendants of the Gods, the King of the Dragons~ Females melt just by his single brilliantly blazing gaze but the heart of the King Of Dragons had always sought a female he did not know the name of.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Sapphire continue “ When Mileena shifted when she was five, which shocked me, her father and everyone in the pack. Even since then, she had been bullied but the worst when people call her abomination including the adults. It had become so bad that I decided to leave the pack with her. I thought that my mate will come with but instead he decided to stay behind and let me tell you that was pain for me and Mileena my mate betrayed us. So that why we became rouges” “ That crazy, why will they call your daughter an abomination?” Winston ask. Sapphire looked over to Mileena, they gave each other eye contact when Mileena nodded, she looked at me and said “Mileena is a white Lycan” “ That impossible

I had to find something I could do to make money that I could be discrete enough to accomplish without drawing the attention of the massive amount of people I managed to successfully piss off by means of killing the under-lord, Christian. That led to my current livelihood of being an assassin. I started out with nothing more than the knife that killed my mother, Christian’s belt and sheath, and my rags cut, sewed, and repurposed into a disguise to hide my hair and face. I was sloppy in the beginning, and it was a wonder I’d never been caught. As the years passed, I became the most efficient, deadly, mysterious, and untraceable assassin. I entered unseen, killed in silence, and vanished witho

In a worst-case scenario, we would go down with all the haunts! The haunts could feel it too; the air was thick with our grit and guts. The haunts were indecisive, hovering in the air, until I flashed the gold coins in my account again with a flick of my wrist. Their eyes blazed like torches. They transformed from ice-cold killers to groveling sidekicks in a heartbeat. I was speechless. The haunts let out a beastly howl, and a whole horde of haunts came rushing in, then zipped off through a space crack.

"I came in past the guards." "How?" He smirked, lifting his broad shoulders. "I have my ways." Then it hit me. "You're a Wolf-Witch Hybrid, aren't you?" He took another step closer, a smile lighting his lips. "Well, I prefer the term Arctic Wolf-Wizard Hybrid." When I looked more closely, he looked familiar, as if I either knew him or had seen him somewhere before. "Who are you?" He looked me dead in the eye. "I'm your Mate."

The surroundings were quiet for a moment before Noah finally spoke. “Boss, they imitated your appearance.” Lucas and Kent both looked at Noah because of what he said. “What are you talking about?” Kent said as he turned to him. “The one you shot earlier. I saw him and he looked exactly like you,” that’s when Noah finally got Kent’s attention so he immediately stood up and sit next to the two who were sitting on the sofa. “So does that mean they are really imitating those around us? How can we know if what surrounds us is real?”