Rise And Rise Again Until Lions Become Lambs Novels & Stories

Naida was an orphan, so when she found out she was the fated mate to Rylan, the 5'11" mean Shadowmoon alpha with short black hair and brown eyes, she had thought it was a blessing. She had always heard stories about how a Luna could make her pack's life better by giving birth to strong, healthy pups. But that dream was short-lived. At first her in-laws treated her well, but after Rylan's parents' mysterious deaths, he changed. He grew cold and distant, spending much of his time with Lilith, his new mistress. It seemed as though he had forgotten her own existence. Just as Naida was finishing up the broken glass, the kitchen door swung open once more. It was Rylan, standing tall and commanding

I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reach the sky above Then we shall truly meet Even if a sigh goes by, even if my heart grieves, even if your heart is sad I know, we will find shelter again someday I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reaches the sky above Then we shall truly meet One, two, three, I count white sheep Unknowingly, tears began to fall

“We say things we regret.” The room grew quiet. Because recent events had provided more than enough examples. Then Adrian continued. “But after everything…” His voice softened. “We come back to each other.” No one interrupted. No one joked. “We always do.” A pause. “No matter how angry we are.” Another. “No matter how badly we mess things up.” He looked directly at Stephanie. “We come back.” Something flickered across her face. Hope. Maybe. Or simply the possibility of it. Adrian smiled gently.

Lionel still refused to believe it, shouting passionately, “Impossible! You’re just smearing Lewis because he’s not here! “Alanna, look me in the eyes and tell me the truth!” Jack shoved him aside. Lionel lost his balance and tumbled down the stairs. I hurried to catch him, but my hand passed through his body. Watching him collapse in near-madness, my chest ached. Even an acquaintance, having raced with me only a few times, screamed himself hoarse, defending me. And the person I trusted most in life, knowing fully how wronged I was, didn’t hesitate to shit on me. Alanna’s stance had already sparked a frenzy online.

They made their way to their respective rooms, each eager to immerse themselves in the transformation from their everyday selves to the enchanting figures they envisioned becoming. The process began with a warm, relaxing bath that washed away any lingering stress and left them feeling rejuvenated. Liya stepped into the bath, the warm water enveloping her in a comforting embrace. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting the soothing sensations wash over her. The gentle scent of the bath oils filled the air, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. As she soaked, her mind wandered to the day ahead, filled with laughter, love, and the celebration of a beautiful union.

The females gathered all of the little pups together to raise them collectively. Meanwhile, under Silas's magnificent leadership, the male shifters began actively expanding our territories. Day after day, year after year, time slipped by. When a fresh spring arrived, Silas was officially elevated to the position of supreme tribe chieftain. I, once more, became the tribe chieftain's lady. And our two beautiful little white lion cubs grew increasingly robust and powerful with each passing day. (The End)

She fell, landing hard on the mat below. "Get up." Luna pushed herself to her feet. "This is impossible. I've never climbed anything before." "Then learn. Again." "I can't." "Wrong answer. Try again." "I said I can't." Ryder stepped closer. His voice dropped. "Let me tell you something about Eclipse wolves. You're either exceptional or you're dead. There's no middle ground. Your grandmother? Exceptional. Graduated top of her class. Your great-grandmother? Dead before her second year. Lost control during a shift and had to be put down. Which one are you going to be?"

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the wolf sprang at her from the side. With swift reflexes, she reacted by pressing her body flat against the ground, just as a ferocious roar erupted from the very direction she had been heading. The wolf landed gracefully beside her, its eyes revealing a blend of apprehension and curiosity as it caught sight of the newcomer. A lion, with its mane resembling a breathtaking cascade of golden wheat that framed the massive head of the newcomer like a regal crown, advanced with a quiet grace. Its sleek and agile body moved stealthily, each step a calculated stride as it stalked its prey. With unparalleled agility, the lion leaped forward, swiftly locking

“And he is fading.” I swallowed. Hard. “What do I do?” Cordelia brushed her thumb over the back of my hand. “You grow. You strengthen. You call your wolf home. When she is ready to rise… she will.” Her words settled over me like a vow. I wasn’t broken’I wasn’t hopeless but I was waking. Even if it was slowly, painfully, but it was undeniable. And somewhere, miles away… Liam was falling.

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?