Rhysand And Feyre Novels & Stories

Amara POV Night has started to feel like a book I never meant to open, yet somehow keep finding in my hands, its pages turning without permission while ink bleeds into places that should remain blank. Feeding used to be hunger and relief, a sharp need answered with practiced control, but now it feels like stepping into someone else’s dream while my body stays behind. Each time Nyra offers her wrist, I brace myself not just for blood, but for whatever scraps of memory decide to slip through the cracks between us.

Priya yelled, her face changed and her eyes shifted its colour at an instant. "She is turning, this is her first time." Roy muttered. "You have to leave Vivian... She can't see you, her Father was an Alpha, she would be extremely strong." Roy said in haste. Priya pushed him away with her hands with a full force. Roy fell down hard, his face crushed to the ground as he slid to the doorstep where Cara was sleeping. Cara opened her eyes the moment Roy hit her.

Could still feel the heat of his body as he trapped her against the wall. The generals followed, their presence formidable. But they may as well have been shadows trailing behind him. Beside them walked someone Lyra had not seen before, assessing the room with calculating eyes. Rowena leaned in, whispering “That's the Fangbearer, Trick. He’s come to negotiate the alliance.” Veyron approached where she stood and her soul nearly leaped from her body. What would she see in those ochre eyes? Would she recognize the man from her dreams? Or the monster from his bedroom?

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

Leandros rolled his eyes at his twin. He got up to embrace Leandros while I watched them awkwardly. His glance fell on me and he looked at his twin with curiosity. “Will you introduce me or..?” Leandros didn’t let his twin finish his sentence. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to his side, plastering me against his body. I could sense an intense possessiveness in his gesture. Was I hallucinating? “This is Lyra, my mate. In four months, she’ll be eighteen and we can take our relationship further.” Alexandrios’ jaws dropped with surprise.

For now, I would lie low and when it was time, I would hunt him down. I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't going anywhere until she asked us to. "I want to break his jaw," Fabian said, feeling my anger as I stalked inside the room, feeling like a caged animal. I wanted to do something, but I couldn't. I knew earning her trust would be hard after being a hardheaded a*shole to her all her time here in the castle, but I would. We would. Since the day we met Rhianna, we had been begging the goddess to bring us our own Mate, but it wasn't happening. I didn't know why the goddess would test our patience, our will like that.

Amira stretched her arms out and yawned before almost toppling over onto the side, startled by Rhys suddenly slamming his fist to the desk. “Amira, I’ve been called away,” he began explaining as he marched around the desk and towards the double doors. Amira fell into step beside him, wondering what could possibly cause him to rush into action. He was the king, and he had others that worked under him. If there was anything she had learned in the past couple of days, it was that Rhys was more involved with matters than she realised. Or maybe since their body swapping, he had been. “Vampires have attacked-”

Tyrion is her boyfriend and she abducted me. I looked up at her. “I know Tyrion as the Alpha Prince’s Beta, but I have nothing in common with him.” “He was your childhood friend, so quit lying.” I nodded. “Agreed! We were friends but not anymore. We don't even cross each other's path.” I swallowed hard. “I have never spoken to him, so please let me go. I will avoid him if he dares approach me—we have nothing in common.”

Her eyes shone a deep, vibrant purple—just like Aries’s—reflecting a fierce yet gentle spirit within. She imagined running through forests, swift and silent, her senses alive with the wild freedom of the night. The thought filled her with a quiet hope and determination. Though she was still too young to fully shift or call her lycan forth, Seris felt that the bond would grow stronger with each passing day. For now, dreaming of that future was enough. With a small smile, she let sleep carry her away—into the wild, beautiful world she was destined to become part of. Ruby and Tyler

“Rhys.” “You are Rhys.” His breathing slowed. “Your dragon is part of you. It does not replace you.” Rhys’s scales stopped spreading. Emmy watched Ignisvath. Something about the scene struck her. The Hollow. Names. Identity. Keys. “Rhys, when did this start?” “After the key disappeared.” “How?” “I opened my door.” Ignisvath looked at Emmy. “What did you see?” Rhys swallowed. “My first transformation.” “A memory?”