Ranni Not In Her Tower Novels & Stories

Her mother used to call it the moon’s kiss. Her stomach tightened at the memory. No. Not now. Cassian’s voice cut through the silence. “Tell me exactly what you saw.” She hesitated. Visions never changed. Once spoken, they only tightened around the future like iron. But maybe details mattered. “Your tower,” she said at last. “A high room. Open windows. Moonlight everywhere. Black arrows through shattered glass. At least three shooters.” Cassian’s expression sharpened. “Inside job?” he asked.

She didn’t want to just win; she wanted to transcend. As we neared the summit, the trees began to thin. Anya held up a closed fist, and we froze. She pointed. Ahead, through a break in the foliage, we could see it. The old watchtower was a skeletal finger of crumbling grey stone clawing at the sky. And there, standing on the broken ramparts, her silhouette stark against the setting sun, was Renejay. She was alive. The sight was a physical shock, even though I’d been prepared for it. She stood tall, unbowed, her hair whipping in the high mountain wind. She seemed to be waiting.

I just dialed Brandon. “Fran? What happened? You okay?” I decided to overlook the fact that he hadn’t picked up on facetime, and that he sounded wide awake but kinda out of breath. “A new ghost just popped up at the Manor, and she broke Amy’s arm!” I said, fighting back the tears and the lump up my throat. “What!?” “She’s in the study, trashing the place apart! She’s crazy violent and she doesn’t speak English, so we cannot get through to her! Amy tried to cross her over and failed! That bitch is stuck here! What do I do?”

She couldn't tell where she was and there was so sign of gold. The rattling of chains startled her. What the hell was that? The gold couldn't be in chains. She started trembling as the rattling got closer. Why was it getting closer? Who was in there with her?. "Little human. Pathetic thief. I can almost feel your trembling feet". She froze on hearing that. That voice sounded human in every way but there was a ruthless tone leading it. What if she was stuck with a rogue? Is that why the tower was forbidden?.

I was confined in the palace and my friends, June and Eden wanted to help me to escape. "My Prince…" I muttered unsure if I was right. His eyes lit up giving me the assurance that I needed. He pulled me into his chest and while he fondled me, all of my memories became vivid and I remembered it all. I'm Renae Hart, a healer from Moonlight Pack, not Ryn, a herb mixer in Twilight Pack. Just as the Prince hinged closer for a kiss, a wave of headache sizzled through my head. I saw myself falling off a cliff. It was so real and after that, it all went blank.

Then she added, “You weren’t the first.” Riven stepped forward. “What?” “There was another girl. A Gateborn like Rory.” I felt the chill before she even answered the question hanging in the air. “What happened to her?” I asked. “She didn’t survive the third bond.” The room went quiet. Then we heard it, a long, low horn outside the tower. Riven turned to the window fast. “That’s not a hunting signal.” We moved together, peering through the jagged glass. Smoke. Thick black clouds rising over the trees near the southern ridge.

Ren looked at the pristine white tower. "Tomorrow, we climb the Spire."

Roxanne muttered those words as she picked up one of the stones on the floor and aimed it at the statue that stood in the middle of the fountain. The fountain was dirty. It didn't bring out clean water anymore. Roxanne sighed. It barely brought out any water at all. It would have made this whole cleaning up thing a lot easier. Roxanne let her eyes drift to the bodies that were littered all around the...... courtyard? She really didn't know much about castles or the homes of the mentally deranged. Only a mentally deranged person would refuse her help. She wasn't going to be touching any dead bodies though. The prince would help her do that, as soon as he let her in"

She was the first at the door and opened it wide. Light poured into the room. We all stumbled out as one big group and ran through the small stairway up. Up and up, to the main hallway of the castle. There were arrows pointing to the stairs and we all followed them in haste. Even I could keep up with these demons. I had improved greatly since... exercising with Adrian. Megera stayed beside me and Dagon was on the other side. Rana ran at the front, leading us all the way to the roof of the castle. She was also the first at the big double doors and opened them wide.

“And it’s almost impossible for me to speak with him about anything work-related, because every time I see him, I want to smash my fist into his face.” He paused, his hands slowly curling into fists as his anger intensified. “He’s unbearably greedy,” Ragnar continued, his voice dropping into a dangerous growl. “And to make matters worse, he’s hiding our sweet human here.” “Let us begin our duties,” Bruno said formally, signaling an end to further discussion. With those words, the remaining Alphas turned their attention back to the responsibilities that awaited them. Meanwhile, Villion made his way to the tower. The stone structure rose high above the rest of the stronghold, its corridors di