Novel & Cerita Mirage And Wraith

CHAPTER 117: THE FEAST OF THE WRAITH The "Lagos-grit" had taught me that a predator is never more dangerous than when it’s cornered, but a Wraith? A Wraith is a predator that has already lost everything, which means it has no fear of the dark.

The fire behind Mira crackled like it had teeth. Outside, something moved; silent and calculating. Luna-22 wasn’t bluffing. She was close. Watching. But Mira didn’t flinch. Instead, she looked at the map again, fingers tracing the thirteen marks her mother had inked long before any of this began. Resonants. Grey stepped beside her, eyes never leaving the shadows outside the cabin. “What are they?” he asked quietly. Mira swallowed. “Echoes of bloodlines. Wolves like me. Maybe not full copies but touched by the same fire. Hybrids. Survivors.”

The night sky behind him started becoming hazy. The scene resembled a mirage. It was a little hazy, but it mirrored an actual scene. The hazy landscape appeared to be a reflection of another world. A terrifying force flew out of the landscape, resembling an army of troops and horses charging forward. Within a dozen seconds, thousands of the Liberated’s members devastating blows simultaneously. Those warriors collapsed to the ground, their bodies scattered throughout the square, and blood poured out of their bodies like a river. Tyr’s scalp went numb when he saw this scene. What was the mirage-like scene that suddenly appeared behind that guy? It was incredibly frightening.

The pack gasped, their weapons raised, but fear flickered in their eyes, even the Ironclaw allies, who’d seen my power break their curse. ‎ ‎“What are they?” I whispered, my voice trembling but steady, my wolf ready, the warmth blazing hot. ‎ ‎Rex’s growl was fierce, his body tensing. “Wraiths,” he said, his voice low, grim. “The curse’s final defenders. Your blood woke them, Talia. They’re here for you.” ‎

And from behind them, **they came. Creatures. Twisted. Mutated. Part-wolf, part-shadow, their eyes leaking silver fire. "Wraith Wolves!" Lily shouted. The team braced as the first wave descended. Blades clashed. Magic flared. One of her witches was dragged screaming into a wall of smoke, disappearing without a trace. Lily fought like a whirlwind, her twin blades soaked in silver essence, her body surrounded by a protective field drawn from her mother’s bloodline. But they were outnumbered.

I ask, sitting back and looking up at her. She looks back at the page, as I stare at the image depicting a monster-like creature with smoke and shadows surrounding him. Because the picture was so far from a human, we hadn’t paid it any attention when we had all tried to find out what we were dealing with. “Shadow Wraiths take a host to survive and to gain a solid physical form… Resulting in them disguising themselves in the identity of their hosts. With incredible speed and strength, Shadow Wraiths are even stronger where there are shadows present. Wraiths cannot be killed unless their true names are found and taken, upon driving a weapon made of pure iron coated with Nightshade, Ephedra and

"And it led me to you." Her pulse kicked. "You're a hunter?" "Something like that." The wind shifted, carrying a metallic scent. Blood. Kael's expression changed. "We're not alone." Before Seraphina could speak, shadows broke through the mist-five shapes, crawling low, their eyes glowing white. Wraiths. Demon wraiths. The kind that tore souls from the living. She swung her blade as one lunged at her. Blue fire burst from the runes, cutting it clean in half. Another came from behind, but Kael moved faster-his hand flared red, and a wave of heat exploded from his palm, burning the creature to ash.

But we have an audience, and I'm already going to seem overprotective enough without adding public displays of emotion. "Everyone ready?" I keep my voice level, Beta-formal. Nods around the circle. Malcolm, Sera, Fitz, and four other experienced warriors. Plus Iris, who shouldn't be here but who I can't imagine facing this without. "Standard formation on the road," I continue. "Once we reach Crescent Vale territory, we reassess. Princess Iris will brief us on wraith behavior and shield techniques during rest stops." I meet her eyes. "Anything to add?" "Just that wraiths hunt at dusk and dawn." Her voice is steady, professional. "We'll want to be fortified before sunset. And no one—no one—goe

he muttered idly, disappearing behind Lucas in amazement Mira opened her eyes. She heard all their conversations. She touched her neck, crying bitterly Then how can he come to such a powerful kingdom, taking advantage of the king's absence with all? Bold and hurt one of the servants too? Cheeks red? It would make her pale. She swears she'll erase their redness, but before that, she promised herself to tell the Alpha everything. As soon as he comes to protect herself from this monster, the Vampire King John ... I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and not see you, I'm terrified at the thought of me

“I never even heard about a goddess called Artemis before, besides in Greek mythology. I definitely never heard of werewolves having a Moon Goddess. How can you be so sure that she even exists? How can you believe that any higher power exists?” “Because, Talia, don’t you feel the bond when I touch you?” He brushed the back of his hand gently on my cheek, and I closed my eyes in reaction, calming sparks flowing through my skin. “I know I’ve never felt anything so magical before. And how I can sense how you feel. You must sense how I feel too. When you look at me, what do you feel?”