Rhysand And Feyre Under The Mountain Novels & Stories

The scales shone as Dom circled the mountain top and Iris watched him glide and fly. It felt like looking at each other for the first time. Technically, it was their first time getting introduced to each other's animals. And before either of them had time for anything else, a tornado rose on the mountaintop, right under Iris' four paws. Iris felt gravity loosen its hold on her as she saw the very mountain she was standing atop, keep going down as the strong winds carried her away from the ground. Strangely, she didn't feel scared. Instead, she had this weird sense of being fulfilled, like their ritual had been accepted by Şekileus.

Finally, once I have finished explaining things, Ra says, “this is the strangest request. To aid one of fire dragon blood so that his ice dragon boyfriend might be reborn… all the while giving those annoying fire-flies the blood they had wished for.” The phoenix race has never really been fond of the Spirits, though they understand the nature of things as well as any of us do. Ra takes a moment to consider things again and paces in front of me. I watch in silence for a short while, before I say, “as the new God of Annwn, I can sweeten the deal if you desire? I am serious in my love for Max that I will do anything you demand in return for your assistance.” Ra rubs at his golden-bronze chin th

The air itself seemed to hold its breath. And then the mountain roared. Stone split somewhere in the depths below us. The floor buckled. A hot wind—wrong, not from any earthly direction—swept through the corridors, carrying the taste of iron and ash. Kael shoved me against the wall, his body between mine and the open hall. “Stay behind me.” “That’s not going to help if the mountain’s collapsing,” I said, gripping my own blade. “This isn’t a collapse,” he said grimly. “It’s Nytherion.”

I would face the darkness, confront the secrets that lay hidden within the abandoned chambers, and do whatever it took to protect those I held dear. With the weight of the impending meeting heavy on my shoulders, I turned my gaze back to Alpha Tyrion. He stirred slightly in his sleep, a testament to his resilience and strength. As I leaned down to press a tender kiss against his temple, I silently vowed to unravel the mysteries that had plagued my past, no matter the cost.