Naydra's Claw Novels & Stories

Naya was already growling and I immediately got off her and put some distance between us. “Naya! Stop!” Her eyes were not moving from me and I could see her claws slowly coming out. “Naya, halt!” It was like the command was her trigger, she lunged at me with her claws fully out, aiming at my face. I covered my face with my hands, waiting for the worst to happen.

The wolves submit, and I only planned to calm them down, but I didn’t expect my presence to calm others too. They didn’t bow, but they did relax. I turn to Elias; His eyes hold mine, and I nod, silently telling him he can address the crowd now. Stepping forward, we prepare for war! **** NOTE **** Nairn is a extremely rare jewel found in Caiden. Its briefly touched upon in chapters 6 and 20. They're translucent crystals that reflect different shades of colour. Only the Qusayr can actually mine these because their the only ones who know where to find it.

Blood soaked the earth, pooling in irregular shapes, as though it had splattered and dried under the cold moonlight. Her stomach churned. She was used to death in her line of work—used to the macabre, the strange, the ugly—but this felt different. Something primal hung in the air, thick and suffocating, as if nature had turned on its own. But what drew her attention wasn’t just the body. It was the markings—unnatural, too deliberate. Large claw marks, jagged and cruel, scored the ground around the body. They spiraled outward, creating a circle that almost seemed to form a protective barrier around the victim. Too precise. Too unnatural. As Lysandra crouched down, her breath caught in her thr

I said quietly, “sit for a moment.” She shook her head hard. “No.” I did not tell her to obey. I just stood beside her and watched as she dragged open the bottom drawer. At first glance it looked like nothing. Bits of old cloth. A worn piece of leather. A cracked wooden spoon shoved too deep to matter. Nyra’s hand paused. Then she reached deeper, under the cloth, fingers moving more carefully now. I saw it when she did. A glint. Chain. Her breath stopped.

A million thoughts had flowed through in my head as I felt Nyra's finger slipping off, but then she paused, pushing my ass closer to her and moving an arm towards the front, she traced her hands slowly until it rested on my clit. “Ahhhhh!” I moaned out, Nyra wouldn't know it was a moan of utter relief, she wasn't trying to ruin me, she was only trying to make things better, which she did. She began rubbing her palm on my clit while I stared down at her slender finger slowly moving all around my swollen clit. She shook her palm on my cunt like it was some musical instrument which she played on to enjoy its melody, her fingers wouldn't pause as it slammed into me from behind while the other ru

she said. Cleodora Nyx was a non-royal Moroi who wore her hair straight and slicked back. She was a normal-looking Moroi who wore dark red lipstick on her lips, which was the most prominent feature on her face. Her pale skin matched her dark red lips to perfection and complemented a black suit that looked like it had been custom-made for her. She had magical powers to control fire. When she uses her magic, fire flames dance over her body like a dance in the water. She often calls herself a flamebringer, but she's not really that much of a badass. After Rook Theia left, she followed King Denzel all over the party so she could try her luck by marrying him.

“How? I can only create shields and change someone’s perspective on life.” “You can heel, Claire. Just as you passed that ability down to young Mike, allowing him to revive plants and trees. The same way you helped your pack member with the wound to heal.” My mind whirled. And how could Nadia know all this? “How do you know-” Nadia shook her head firmly. “There will be explanations later. For now, embrace whatever hidden powers you possess are sorely needed here.” I glanced around at the fallen warriors, at the unstoppable savagery all around us. Find Jacob. Help our pack. Those were the diving thoughts.

“Are you leaving, Miss Long? Are the things here too expensive for you to buy? That’s fine. Daniel and I are great childhood friends. I can lend you money if you can’t afford them now. Don’t keep wearing fakes, alright? Just imagine how shameful it would be if someone found out.” Naya’s expression was one of arrogant superiority as she showed off the bracelet on her wrist. Watching Ava stare at her silently, Naya raised her wrist. “Isn’t this bracelet beautiful? I mean, of course, it is. It’s a six-figure bracelet, after all. This is a limited edition Miss L.ady bracelet from two years ago. Not even money can buy you one now.” Ava smiled and praised as she watched Naya brag. “No wonder it’s

I couldn't imagine how these two alphas didn't have a go at each other. "Of course. To embrace the animal makes us inhuman. He has his primal instincts now. He is dominant and wild. We're going to have him tamed again. We have such a bright specimen, it would be a waste of government resources otherwise, do you not agree?" Dr. Dawson put his hand against the wall and the specimen stimulated immediately. His low growl immediately turned into a roar as he charged against the wall. He rammed himself into the window so hard that I flinched wondering if it would crack. Seeing, there wasn't even a crack, he shoved his face against the glass blinders as much as he could see. His eyes twit