Novel & Cerita Nemesis-lacroix

Peter dropped his hands. “You found out more quickly than I expected. That my dear is smart.” Avery looked at him from head to toe, she put her hands on the trigger. “I don't mind blowing off your head. Who are you?” She asked him, her head spinning from what's going on. He only smiled and moved. “I promise you, I will shoot you if you don't stand still and start talking” she said to him already pulling the trigger. “My Name is Arthur Crimson. The leader of the Crimson Red. Nice to meet you.” He said stretching his hands out for a handshake.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

They drove off almost immediately. Adrian turned to me immediately. “What did he say?” I looked at him and the folder still in my hands. My old name stating back at me. Camille Laurent. “He told me who I really am,” I said. Adrian’s expression changed. “And?” He asked. I looked up at him. “And he offered me a way to destroy Marcus.” There was short silence between us. “What did he want in return?” He asked quietly “Ku father never does anything for free.”

I was ready to ignore everything else for that dream. Until Jade disappeared and it all lost its meaning. Three years. I have everything I've ever wanted. The wealth. The fame. Everything except her. And it breaks me in ways only the Moon Goddess can explain. A nudge from across the backseat of the Escalade pulls me back to the present. The ever gorgeous Camille Graves sits there with a sophisticated smile, observing me. “So, this new Lycan. Ever met him?” I adjust my tie as I meet her gaze. “The man is from the other side of North America. I could not have met him.”

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

I was ready to set the entire ballroom ablaze with my manufactured radiance. I expected every lower-ranking Luna and every woman present to stare at me—Olivia—with hot, frustrated envy. What shattered my composure was the sudden, materialization of a Nemesis—a chilling, hateful ghost from a past I thought I had perfectly buried. Claire. She stood there, radiating the effortless power of a cruel myth—a goddess unfairly dropped into my domain. And in that instant, I became the pathetic one, my stomach curdling with bitter realization. I had assumed her ruin. I had celebrated her death. I had been so convinced that I had won when I stole her rightful mate. Yet, in my blind arrogance, I had only

“As werewolves, the moon goddess has created us with a beastly nature for our survival. Our wolf is a signature. The frequencies we leave behind once we are long gone and forgotten. Pieces of evidence that we walked the earth and toiled the ground. With this nature will have the right to be rampant. which is our pride. But you are becoming the exception. And the frequencies you create are weaker than those of a human. Do you have anything to say for yourself?’’ Elena feels the need to look at her father. Yet any attempt she makes at raising her head is met with an invisible force that commands her to stay down. “Killing a human is no way of showing strength.’’ There it was again, his fingers

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

It had given me an opportunity to fall in love with him. “The Nemesis event will get triggered once Allison tries to summon Selene,” Clarissa then interjected, sparing me from having to cover up my words. “If she senses anything is off with you, Kieran, or you go missing for too long under the assumption we had anything to do with it… then it’s all over. Which means there is only one thing we can do.” Kieran then finally broke his eye contact with me, having been staring since I spoke, and turned his attention back to Clarissa.

She hated me, we stopped pretending about that when she humiliated me at a party two years ago, right in front of Alex, my nemesis. The image of the day was still vivid inside my head. The way I trembled under the spotlight, the heavy sound of mockery that almost tore me apart, and my nemesis, staring right at me like that was my end. “You didn't inform me before coming,” Janelle said, getting up to her feet. Her blue gown swept the floor. She looked almost elegant. “Sorry ma'am…” “To hell with your sorry.” She didn't let me speak. She always does that.