Novel & Cerita Rhysand Acotar

Tyler grunted in pain, head cracking against the stone floor, and Valen pulled a fist back before pounding it into the beta’s face. Again, again, again Valen pounded into Tyler. There was no fight. It was a complete domination. Shrieks of horror came from the party, and I heard footsteps approach us. Gasps and screams echoed around the balcony as the guests saw the Lycan King brutalize Tyler. Blood splattered against the white marble, and Tyler made a horrid gurgling noise until Valen’s savage growls. No. This wasn’t Valen. This was Blaze! He must’ve taken control again seeing Tyler touch me! He’d gone into a frenzy, seeing his mate in the arms of another male. And nothing would stop him unt

Looked me over like he was trying to ascertain why I looked so nervous but he decided against it that second, choosing instead to deep his hands in his pockets and pull out the crystal necklace I’d spelled to subdue the cursed bloodthirsty beast raging within him. I rose from my dresser with my mouth agape and looked at the spot where it should've been resting only to see that it was empty, yet there was a fading scar right beneath its usual position. I didn't want to believe that his beast had overpowered him and was now standing before me to take my life. “Why did this fucking piece of shit burn me? Answer me!” He roared at me and I immediately confirmed that it was still Kai, just the ver

I turned, ready to make my own escape… But a blur of movement to my right made me spin around too late. A body slammed into me, tackling me hard against the stone wall. The impact knocked the air from my lungs. I grunted, grappling to push the attacker off. A flash of silver hair, a snarl twisted in fury. Drace. The second-in-command of the Rebellion. A bastard of the old regime. I had swore to kill him, and perhaps this was the time. His eyes blazed with hatred, his face twisted in the most angry I've seen him.

Helena piped in. “Yes, Metree. Antonious is his name,” Ryker frowned at the mention of his name. “Antonious and Rosalie, two beautiful names bound forever,” Sera sighed dreamily. Istas broke into giggles. Rage flowed through him like hot lava. His features screwed up in fury and his fists tightened. “Hadar..” “Get out,” Ryker gritted out through his clenched jaw while glaring fixedly at the sheet. He was smoking with jealousy.

Alpha Tyrion added and my mouth hung open with shock and fear. Shifters! How would I fight against those predators?

Amren asked with raised brows. "The southern region of Hagrid," Rhysand said as he walked over to the antic mirror and slowly slid down his sleeve, revealing his tattooed back that was covered in scars, a vampire head with a bleeding mouth tattoo in his upper back, the image was not only eye-catching but also filling the onlooker with trepidation, it was mysterious.

The only thing that should make him suspect it's me has been changed now so I step forward boldly and offer my hand in a handshake. "Dragmir Fenrir, at your service." He nods and plants the most flirty smile he has in his arsenal on his face as he takes my hand. "Rhysand, of the northern Lycans. Eager to have you." I take my hand back and watch him get into the car. Safira is deathly still when I look at her but she's noticed it too. I get into the car and keep my distance from Rhys. I think the playing field just became a tad bit more even.

She said. “What about this?” I asked. “That is Rhydan, Prince Alaric’s driver who is the son of the Callistan physician” she responded. “He was the one that drove him that night.” “My lady, I also found out that Rhydan was a secret relative to the Callistian physician. Are you thinking what I am thinking?” I carefully looked at the second photo again, full of surprises. Alaric was sorted with his driver, Rhydan as he slid something into Alaric’s palm.

I let him go ahead with the plans. I'm standing against the window of my bedroom, holding Rhysand. He's getting bigger every day and makes noises, as if he's eager to talk. He reaches for things and pulls my hair often. He's so adorable, with his black curls and his father's grey-blue eyes. I'm just so obsessed with him. His chubby fingers hold mine, while the other hand bangs against the window. It's a shame Kian can't see this. I think he'd be ecstatic because he wanted to be a father. I raise an eyebrow when I see two figures peeking out from behind a tree. They seem to be having a heated discussion. I squint and realize it's Sonny and Serena. The latter appears to be crying as she shouts

Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats. Actually, I don't mind being in this moment, it's just that the problem is the fact that I haven't showered in days and I'm sure I must look terrible right now. For a moment we let this silence continue, creating various questions in my mind why Arthur was acting this melancholy. “You alright?” I ventured to ask him. He didn’t answer. His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him.