Prelogue Novels & Stories

𝕰𝖘𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖚𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖚𝖎 𝖛𝖔𝖓𝖟 𝖓𝖚𝖐𝖊. "The past is the past. The future is the future. The Present is who I am now." ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Prologue| Monstrosity, And Lunacy For Eternity TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains strong violence, blood, cutting off limbs, and loss of loved ones, which may not be suitable for some readers. Discretion is advised and stay safe. Otherwise, enjoy reading.

Arghhhh I should have read the epilogue first. 'Epilogue before Prologue' is the motto of people who have trust issue. Those who have trusted but were disappointed. That's why I don't want to get attached to the characters! Because are not even real yet they still do die. Now I'm starting to have trust issues. When I get the book back from the dog. I will surely read the epilogue first, I'm afraid all of those romantic dialogues would be washed down in vain! All of my expectations might crumble like a sand castle. Even though I might have learned some important things, I could never relax, and don't trust too much.

I try to inspect it more in depth inside then it was revealed, an intersection door lay before me inside this speck of light, I try to open it but my aura fazed through it like a hot knife cutting butter, what comes next is not my early home but corpses been around me, some of them had their arms severed and others their legs, while some stubbed to death, and a few with no head, all of this is secondary for me, because its seems like I’m in a battlefield in a greenery hill full of blood and its scent of death that follow. ‘The smell of negative thoughts and despaire filled the air, its temting and it fulfilled my craving, its been a long time enjoing this feeling, I almost forget how its ta

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

And he said to me, "It is finished. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. The Beginning and the End, to whoever thirsts I will give him freely from the fountain of the water of life. Revelation 21;6 Prologue 02. Countdown 03. The premeditated blood 04. Tomorrow waits for no enemies 05. Back to the past 06. The police's first steps 07. Fate reveals them 08. The Devil's tracks 09. Desperate measures

White wings adorned with gold, red, ombre red black feathers covered in black deadly angel and dust and finally silver feathers. I spread my wings, wide-stretching them. “You have patiently waited three hundred and nineteen years for me. You have seen me at my worst. I’d love for you to see me at my best.” I took a deep breath.“I will not bond you to me if you choose not to accept me.” I looked at all three. Khutulun stepped forward, nodded. “I will not judge, nor will I hold what you’ve done against you.” Morgan stepped next to Khutulun, and Louis joined her. I smiled and released the breath I was holding. I’m grateful that these three have not given up on me. They didn't even know me. It w

The birthing sanctuary's memory lingered in his mind, a beacon of hope in the tumultuous storm that surrounded him. _______ **Chapter 16 (Continued): Prophecy Unveiled** The world trembled on the precipice of chaos as the prophecy's ominous whispers loomed closer to fulfillment. The battleground, a tumultuous canvas of clashing forces, reverberated with the echoes of a destiny foretold. Seraphina, her presence ethereal and commanding, stood at the forefront, a beacon of strength amid the impending storm.

Kai took one look at Elias collapsed on the floor, the swirling shadows in the air, and deadpanned, “Did we miss the apocalypse or is this a Tuesday thing?” Lucian stepped forward. “We found something. About Elias.” Dorian’s gaze dropped to the book. “That thing reeks of ancient death.” “Yeah,” Lucian muttered. “It tried to strangle Elias.” Kairis gestured to the book without emotion. “We believe Nihareth is awakening through a vessel.” Kai raised an eyebrow. “And Nihareth is...?” “A Pre-God,” Elias answered, steadying himself as he stood. “Something older than any realm. The book reacted to me. Showed me fire. A city, destroyed. And him.”

“That awareness predates the god-net. Predates divinity itself.” The boy tightened his grip on his blade. “Then what the hell is it?” Astrael’s voice was barely a breath. “The first witness.” Lyra turned slowly. “The what?” “The thing that existed before endings were even imaginable,” Astrael said. “Before beginnings needed names.” The void above the heavens rippled. Not breaking. Not tearing. Unfolding. A single presence pressed through, no form, no light, no shadow. Just absence with intent. And then it spoke. Not in sound. Not in thought. But in certainty.

Her eyes darkened, her tone carrying something deeper than her own words, like the Moon Goddess herself spoke through her. “Listen to me, child. You are the key, not Elliot, only you carry the thread of prophecy. That cannot be undone. Do not reveal your identity yet. Shadows crawl everywhere, enemies hide in every hall, behind every whisper. They hunt for the Luna of prophecy. If they find you before your time, they will tear you apart.”