Novel & Cerita Regulus Arcturus Black

After a first try, Hestia found out that she was pregnant and the two couldn't be happier. Hestia gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and the heir to the throne of the House Astaril, Helios Archer Cirillo Astaril. Then three years later, Hecate gave birth to their beautiful daughter. This time they used Hestia's bone marrow to fertilize Hecate's eggs. The spare heir to the throne of House Astaril, Hela Akira Cirillo Astaril. After a few months of Hestia giving birth to her son, Archer. Her father sadly passed away due to cancer, and he's been hiding his illness from everyone.

Ayra who was on the tree top took a deep breath and sagged tiredly. She was glad that this ordeal was finally over. … “Alpha! We have sported three rogues at the edge of the south east boundary ” Levi said In a panicked voice while hurrying into the large office that clearly belonged to the Alpha of the pack. The black haired handsome who had previously been seated relaxedly on the swivel chair sat up hurriedly with cold eyes. “What did you just say?” He asked in a cold voice, the previously warm look in his eyes had changed and his purple orbs were so dark that they were almost shining black.

he said. Elena's heart pounded. "What do you mean?" she asked, her fear evident. "I, Adrian Jacques, the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack, reject you as my Luna!" he declared, his voice echoing in the tranquil garden. ---

She was truly the best of both her parents. “Her name is Aerian.” Syrreon told me. “What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” I drawled. “There is something you should know. She is a rare dark angel.” Syrreon added. I looked at him to make sure he was not bullshitting me. He was not. Well, fuck me! Everyone knew of the white angels, which were the common ones, but every now and then an angel would be born with colored wings and feathers. Black was the rarest and honestly, they were a myth. The last one to have been born was over 1000 years ago and even then, there was no written proof that she had existed, but there was no proof that she had not existed either. They were also said to be t

Reaching out to me. "Mama?" Soren tugged my hand. "You okay?" "Fine, baby. Go practice forms with Sera." Once he was out of earshot, I broke the seal. Phantom, Crescent Moon faces increasing rogue activity along our northern border. Standard patrols are proving insufficient. We require professional assistance. Your reputation precedes you. Name your price. Beta Cade Blackthorne Professional. Distant. No indication he knew who I was. "It's from Crescent Moon," I told the group during our evening meeting.

CHAPTER 6 GABRIEL Some say that angels walk the Earth...I have never believed in that saying until I laid my eyes on Bella. The pic Arianna has of her does not do her justice. She has a naturally beautiful face giving off an almost angelic glow, yet I couldn't quite read her even when staring into her stunning dark brown eyes. I am normally very good at reading people and figuring them out without even having to speak to them. It's a good trait to have in my line of work. At first glance, I could see a mixture of sadness, pain, and fear in her eyes, but it changed quickly when she spoke, to a forced happier look. She was dressed in a lilac tank top, which complimented her perfectly shaped br

"My lord?" Nyxar turned his gaze toward the bleeding face of the Blood Moon. "That exact pathetic emotion is why Arcturus managed to defeat me all those centuries ago." His crimson eyes narrowed into lethal slits. "And that is precisely why I will personally erase every single trace of it from this world." He stretched out a massive, clawed hand into the air. The surrounding shadows violently swirled together, rapidly condensing into the shape of a colossal, monstrous wolf made entirely of living darkness. Its massive eyes burned brighter than a raging inferno.

He was dressed in a tailored, charcoal three-piece suit, a stark contrast to Wyvern’s reckless leather and Dragon’s half-naked dominance. He had sharp, aristocratic features, his dark hair neatly swept back, and wire-rimmed glasses resting perfectly on the bridge of his nose. I knew him! It was him! The second of the triplets! Gregor Blackblood. He slowly closed the ledger and removed his glasses, setting them neatly on the desk. His eyes were a chilling, icy blue, devoid of the feral madness of his father or the wild chaos of his brother. They were entirely analytical. Cold. Piercing.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady

“I’m waiting.” He held his hands up defensively. “Okay, Okay, easy.” He ran a hand through his blonde locks and stared up at the ceiling for a moment before continuing. “I didn’t want to tell you because you’re leaving and it’s not your concern... but... in four days Landon is stepping down as Alpha and they’re holding a contest. Rune and I are competing.” In Blackwater, the Alpha of the pack wasn’t determined by some birthright, but by the strength and worthiness of the wolf. Only the most powerful and most honorable was allowed to lead the pack to glory.