Rhysand And Feyre Under The Mountain Novels & Stories

"Because someone must." Without another word... It raised both hands. The palace erupted with silver light. Ancient runes hidden beneath the stone awakened for the first time in thousands of years. The entire mountain began to glow. The Primordial Darkness frowned. "What are you doing?" The answer echoed through every corner of the palace. "Keeping my promise." --- Outside, Eryndor suddenly froze. His eyes widened. "No..." Ariana turned toward him. "What is it?" "The mountain." He looked back toward the glowing palace.

Thorne's expression darkened. "She simply left out the worst part." Another tremor rolled beneath their feet. This one stronger. Much stronger. The glowing crack widened. Ancient runes began appearing across the exposed stone, burning with silver fire. Ragnar instinctively stepped in front of Raven. Something enormous moved beneath the mountain. Not digging. Stretching. As though waking after thousands of years asleep. Shadow flattened her ears. Not beast. Nightfire answered. Guardian. The mountain exploded. Stone rained across the valley.

ELYSIA’S POV The room felt colder after he left. Not in a physical sense; the fire still crackled in the hearth, warm and steady. But something had shifted when the door closed behind him. The air felt heavier, emptier. I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the furs, trying to steady my breathing as I stared at the closed door, as if it might open again at any moment. But it didn’t. He was here. The Alpha King was here—Alpha King Rhaegar. He had caught me just as I was about to collapse.

My body shuddered in fear as I felt its breath on my body. I had to clutch my shirt to my body tightly so I wouldn't end up catching a cold. Its cold voice brought me out of my thoughts. It was too late for me to realize that the Dynasty Frost Mountain was a mystical mountain that was filled with evil and bloodthirsty enchanted beasts of all kinds. I felt the mountain wasn't normal but I went there because I thought Lennox wouldn't do anything that would harm me. I didn't know that I was deceiving myself until I went to the mountain and met the dragon.

Phoenix, more serious now, added, “We’ve waited sixteen years for this. Whatever our Lycans are… whatever our destiny is… we’re ready to face it.” ⸻ Later, under the Grand Tent As the sun dipped lower, tables were set under the grand tent near the rose gardens. Lanterns flickered to life, casting soft golden light as the feast began. Roasted meats, spiced vegetables, honeyed bread, and desserts from every corner of the kingdom were served. Aurora sat at the head table beside Aries, her hand resting gently on his. “Everything’s perfect,” she whispered. “Thank you for calming me earlier.”

He stood there stiffly, surrounded by broken champagne flutes, and Thorne stood to the side, a smirk on his lips. "What's going on?" I asked again, fear creeping into my heart. Rhysand didn't reply. His eyes looked away. Thorne's gaze met mine, his lips tugged into a mischievous smile. "Ah, Ms. Hayes, good to see you… we were just talking about you." I didn't wait for him to finish as I rushed toward Rhysand. "Rhys, what's going on?" He didn't respond immediately. "What happened?" I asked breathlessly, reaching out to touch him.

Freya Everything around me faded as my eyes refused to move, staring at the man before me, I drank him in, a good head taller than me with thick red hair and pale skin, his eyes stood out against his complexion and damn were they show stopping. He had a strong jaw, wide shoulders, and thick arms. He obviously looked after himself. My eyes trailed down his body on their own accord as reality seeped back in. My mate. Shay was over the damn moon, I could feel her excitement inside our head and the almost dance she was doing wasn’t exactly subtle but the rational, cynical part of my brain had me trying to rein it all in.

Daphne lets out a little whimper from next to me. “Where is he?” He growls as all the Rogues take a step forward towards us. “That is none of your business.” I growl back at him "So is here then!" He chuckles and starts to howl. Each of the Rogue Lycans join in with the howl and more yellow eyed beasts step out of the forest. We were outnumbered. “If you don’t give him to us. We will have to take something else. And I see there is plenty of food here for us.”

He says in a harsh tone and I force myself to look away from his cold gaze, looking around the area. We are in a forest. It’s beautiful though and in the distance, I can see several tents scattered around. Is this the Lycan pack? Why do they live like refugees? “What? Is the place not up to your princess standards?” Roy’s voice breaks the train of my thoughts and I feel him tug on the chains, forcing me to get to my feet. “Welcome to the Darkcloud Lycan pack. From now on, this will be your hell.” He promises as he pins me with the harshest gaze I’ve ever seen.

Chapter 70: Brutal --Narrator-- Ares frequently visited the fae kingdom where he could be himself. He travels back and forth from the fae castle to the castle of the dragons in the mythical lands. He needed a release after his last encounter with Demi. He wanted to take her whether it be against her will or not. He wanted to ram into her. To hear her scream as he pushed in and out of her little pussy without stopping to breath. The harder she fights against him the more he wants her. Ryder has already marked her pretty little neck. Ares had bloodlust when it came to Ryder. He wanted to kill him, and he planned to. He was almost done playing around at the castle. He was starting to realize th