Review Novel Antares Novels & Stories

His voice held a promise. “Aella” Antares finally spoke, his voice carried a hint of warning, “scram” a loud roar erupted from Eros, the pack members scampered away, but Antares stood his ground, unshaken by the roar, I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. With one last glance, Antares turned and left without looking back, I shook off the unease and chill I felt as I watched his retreating back. “What's your choice, little one?” Eros blocked my view, drawing my attention back to him.

I can’t break it to her that Ren isn’t my date. “Oh don’t worry about that, I’m glad you came,” Annie tells me me with a rather devious smile. “I have so much to tell you.” I can’t smile too. “I have so much to ask. I didn’t know Ren had a sister.” “Our parents haven’t been the best to us, and I decided I didn’t want to be affiliated with an Alpha/Luna lifestyle,” she admits as we come to the table. She grabs me a drink, handing it to me. By the bitter smell, it’s clearly wine.

Her army waiting silently behind her. The two royals met in the middle of the battlefield. A stark contrast to one another, Atarah with her sky-blue eyes and pale skin, the prince with his silver hair, gray eyes, and dark skin.“Is the kingdom of Antares open to negotiation?” Atarah spoke the words drilled in her mind. The wind blew towards the south, and some strands of her hair tickled her cheeks. “ Antares does not negotiate with betrayers.” The prince spoke with arrogant authority. Aren’t you tired of repeating it?. Atarah thought, but she dare not speak the words. She knew if she broke one little rule, it can be used against her kingdom at the International Court.

He can walk in the human realm, heaven and hell. Antares was created to be an Assassin who will seek revenge. His father, a Lucifer, said that his mother, whom Antares missed so much, left them because she fell in love with another man named Ozgur Doğan. Antares knows Ozgur Doğan as the Godfather of the Middle-East. Counting the months, this is the moment the Nephilim has been waiting for, Antares will kill Ozgur who has separated him from his mother and snatched the love that Antares deserves.

There were fleeting doubts on their heart that this place was a ghost town as everything was too quiet and dark, with lights from the windows were pretty much the only confirmation there are actual people living here. However, Antares seemed like a perfect getaway for people who wanted a simpler, quieter change of pace, and it was exactly what the twins were looking for. Antares was the first region in La Shania Mirepa to be colonized since the discovery of the island in South Pacific Ocean and the outskirts were mostly left alone, creating many sleepy districts.

Like an unforgettable habit, the Old Mercator went out talking with the chief of the Antareses. He begins by talking about how he is dealing now with a small company in which he couldn’t deny that he had a lot of frustrations in it too. His company, Ferdinand Antares, chuckles at having the same experience as his. “I also dealt with one but it's another story on how my war got done with them.” He stopped right there without any intention to say more about that company.

“It doesn’t matter.” I blink, caught off guard by his calm tone. “What do you mean, ‘it doesn’t matter’? We’re still missing crucial information.” Arkyn crosses his arms, a grim smile tugging at his lips. “Creed’s sending his witch, Nova. She’s already on her way. She’s dealt with this coven before and has some information that’s going to work in our favor.”