Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

Jade’s voice boomed from the Titan’s external speakers. The massive armored truck smashed through the final barrier, skidding to a halt just yards away from Kitana. The side door slid open, and Jade Chen stepped out, flanked by Jax Hill. "Give him back, Kitana," Jade said, her voice a cold, steady blade. "The 'Serpent’s Vendetta' ends here." Kitana laughed, a high-pitched, manic sound. "Ends here? It’s only just beginning! I have the 'Old Guard’s' heart, Jade! I have the key to your destruction!"

I tilted my head slightly, trying to understand just what Susan might be thinking now. Did she hate that me and Damien had resolved everything between us? Or did she just hate that there was a chance I would now be recognized as the true Luna of Ker without her help? Susan tucked her chin higher, taking her usual stance—high handed and proud, like everyone else was beneath her. The true mate of Alpha King & Lord, Chris Vale. "Madeline, did your lady in waiting not inform you of my request to see you?" She said with coldness in her tone.

This time, she knew what was coming, and she had the chance to change everything! Marcus Caldwell. He was the future Alpha of White Pride. He has black hair and his eyes were dark green, and whenever she would stare at his eyes, she seemed to be staring at the deepest forest in the world. He has tattoos on his arms that added to his charms. Marcus looked so handsome, and every girl wanted to get his attention. “Nadine?” Nadine was startled upon hearing Kate’s voice again. She was so engrossed in her conversation with Ettiene that she failed to notice Kate had come back. Etienne growled at Kate’s presence, but she was able to control her wolf while facing the traitor.

Chapter 65 Davina As the Luna of the Antarcti Pack, it was my duty to ensure the safety and well-being of all my pack members. And when my mate, Keith, was falsely accused of killing his own parents, I knew I had to do everything in my power to clear his name. Together, we embarked on a perilous journey to retrieve the amulet that held the key to proving his innocence. We fought against treacherous terrain, vicious predators, and even rival packs who sought to claim the amulet for themselves.

She scolded; it was true Kitana had picked it out as something special for my day I take her place as queen, she had advised that this will be perfect for the new generation to rule, and Ryder won’t be able to take his eyes off you. “I’m going to keep asking as you know how much I hate surprises; I’m only doing this as I love your mother with all my heart so I’m not pushing it.” I joked, I honestly can’t wait to see what Kitana had picked out for me to wear, I just know it’s going to be amazing.

“The ink was faded, curling with age, but the shape was the same. A broken star. A flame. Just like the mark on her shoulder. And below it, The same mark on Katarina’s shoulder. And one word beneath it, in old kanji script in faded Italian: The Kitsune Bride.” (Yome.) Valentino stared at it like it had teeth. My fingers shook. I rolled up the scroll. Tucked it under my arm, Katrina was prophecy. She was a curse. And she was Theirs. Even when I didn’t mean to want her. I was supposed to be back for revenge. For closure. To find Fiorella’s killer and drown them in pieces.

Rowan’s jade tablet updates in real time: Sync ratings Celeste ↔ Remy: 124 % and climbing Celeste ↔ Seras: 119 % Pack cohesion: off the charts Rowan (quiet, almost reverent): “They’re building a living weapon out of love and loyalty. That’s… new.” 3:17 p.m. – First Revenant sighting (abandoned bathhouse on Bathhouse Row) The Severed Circle doesn’t waste time. A Revenant steps out of a cracked mirror in Bathhouse Row’s basement: eight feet tall, black-glass skin, seven slashes glowing across its chest.

She was on a plane. Jezza's eyes snapped open, and panic crashed over her. The cargo hold was dimly lit, filled with shadows that seemed to move and breathe. She wasn't alone. Three other figures lay nearby, all women, all bound with the same plastic restraints, all wearing expressions of dawning horror. "Welcome back, sleeping beauty." The voice came from a woman in her thirties with sharp Mediterranean features. "I'm Velmora Vasquez. My father owns half the oil wells in Venezuela, not that it matters anymore."

I opened my eyes, revealing the violet glow in them, as my floating hair complemented my specialty. The shock on their faces was comical. Their jaws dropped, as well as Ben's baseball bat from him hands. "This is Kitana, and I'm the last of my kind." The distorted sound of my voice further heightened their awe. When I felt the demonstration has played it's course to convince them, I blinked Kitana back to her compartment, fully taking charge of my body again. "Am I in heaven?" Ben gawked, unblinking. "I've never seen anything like that."

I had to appear gentle without being frail. Untouchable but beautiful. A woman who wouldn't recoil when she married a billionaire. It was a sleek, black spy-movie-type car. With a nod, a silent driver opened the door. Nothing to say, just a luxury. “Miss Alina,” he said courteously. I slid in after nodding back. Yes,now my name is Alina Thompson, the wife who was forgotten. This sister who was betrayed. But that is no longer the case. As we pulled up, we saw a sophisticated rooftop garden with glass walls all around. Like bees, cameras, stylists, makeup artists and public relations managers were all over the place. Dante Blake wearing a sharp charcoal suit that gave him the appearance of dan