Primrose Everdeen Mockingjay Novels & Stories

He pulled out of our intense make-out and stared deeply into my eyes, "What are you doing to me?" His voice was husky and the passion in his eyes was unmistaken. "I don't know, I can't get enough of you. Just please me Sire" My voice was filled with desire. He grabbed my butt possessively, "In that case, let's take this somewhere else. You are mine anyways, I will make you scream, Flower" Flower? I love the name already. Without waiting for my reply, he hoisted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him back with the same intensity as he walked towards one of the empty rooms in the mansion.

Olivia noticed my anxious expression and finally calmed down, lowering her voice. "That girl is from the royal family? Are you suspecting Louis—" "No, not Louis, but Prince Liam." I leaned in close to Olivia's side, speaking almost in a whisper. "I've seen a portrait of Prince Liam, and his facial expression is at least seven or eight points similar to Kitty's! And, almost all the werewolves in the Black Mountain pack have black hair and green eyes, right? But Kitty has golden curly hair and deep blue eyes..." "Maybe she inherited her mother's eyes?"

That small amount of time when it’s just Maddox, myself and the little king is definitely my favourite. Willow and kalsea decided to hold a joint baby shower for my sister and myself, personally it’s not my thing but who am I to deny my sister who is actually thriving here. Evanka is definitely growing mentally stronger while being here, she has been helping with the school and housing projects. Maddox actually swore her into the pack so she can communicate with anyone, that one I am glad about.

Raymond yelled, panic creeping into his voice as the wind began to come at them. I struggled to rein in the wind, but it was too late. The gusts swept us up and I watched in shock as Raymond and Fiona’s hair... Wig. Raymond had a perfectly even blend of silver and black hair. Fiona had more silver strands to silver. There was only one species who were gifted with Silver hair. “Silver Shade pack,” I muttered under my breath. There was a blend of black. Twilight Ridge. It was not hard to connect the dots. Lily was the silvershade princess who became Marcus’s slave, whom he confessed to be his mate. My eyes darkened with rage.

Chapter 22: The Letter and the Leaving Elias stands beneath the pines, Raven’s frail weight already transferred to the arms of the lead Valrosian agent. The woman’s ruby eyes meet his for a long moment—assessing, not unkind. She cradles the child carefully, one hand supporting the back of Raven’s head so it doesn’t loll too far. The girl’s breathing is thin, ragged; her swollen face presses against the dark cloak like a broken bird seeking shelter.

Standing on the dais, Ryker's commanding voice echoed through the microphone across the Neutral City: "Tonight, the Lycan Royal Family has something of utmost importance to announce to the entire North. Our supreme Lycan Princess, lost to us for eight years, has finally returned to the throne!" The hall instantly erupted into cheers and applause. Every Alpha looked up at the dais in excitement, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious Princess. The spotlight slammed down. The throne in the center of the dais slowly rose. Jaxson looked up with hope. He thought this was the perfect time to suck up to the Royal Family, thinking that if the noble Princess was in a good mood, maybe she'd help h

Xevia found it strange how the baby stopped crying when held in a warm embrace, "I think I know what to name this baby..." Archer said later, as they both left the hospital car park. They arrive at the mansion where Xander first took her shortly after rescuing her from the Aminour forest. Dorothy, Mr Clayton, Calya, and Bella were already there. They welcomed Xevia like they were welcoming the mayor. They lined up at the door with smiles on their faces. "Mrs Balstair, you are our mistress now. Your orders are our way of life." Mr Clayton bowed respectfully.

☺️ In case you haven’t noticed, our dearest human and Lycan couple are having the first hybrid! You did not also forget the prophecy too, did you? Haha😅 Well, writing the next book solely depends on you readers and if you are willing to learn more about our couple and their child. Till then, this is where we say our goodbyes on this chapter of the ENSLAVED PRINCESS OF THE LYCAN KING. Thank you once again. Lots of love❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ P.S. Send lots of comments in return!

I bring her hands to my lips, placing gentle kisses on her knuckles. I maintain eye contact with her as I place her hands back by her side, her cheeks flush a bright pink. A smirk covers my features as I watch her walk away, hand in hand with her uncle, her hips swaying as she did so. "You're mine" I didn't mind if anyone heard me, I was going to make it known. Jasmine Scott is mine.

“I, Ivory Peterson, daughter of the Alpha Nathaniel and Luna Gwen, denounce my ties to the Midnight Moon Pack.” Cutting my hand with one swift moment, the blood instantly ran down my finger tips. “I, Ivory Peterson, daughter of Alpha Nanthaniel and Luna Gwen, denounce my ties to the Midnight Moon Pack.” I felt the cord slice, causing me to stop breathing for a second. I had to blink a few times to refocus myself. Thankfully, Alpha Brent knew that was going to happen and waited. “I accept my place at the Red Mountain Pack as Alpha Jet’s mate and Luna.”