Runa Novelas e Histórias

In this quiet darkness, we listen to the fast-pacing march of clattering legs, building aggressive power in readiness to strike as soon as we perceive the threats’ breached our space. It grows louder, sounding like a sortie fleet is coming to subjugate the intruder that’s crashed into their territory. Without warning, something comes bounding out of the veil of the fog, projecting right into us. Runa moves quickly, missing by an inch as the big black bug splatters against the tree behind us. Runa sneers furiously, reverting to position and we see them. ‘Are they Crabs?’ I ask in a puzzled voice and Runa<

Just another two hours on this road and I would reach the destination where The Run would take place. The Run has been around since the original pack was created. The first Alpha king and leader of all wolves around the world created this event when she wolves were created and in limited supplies to the population of werewolves. The species needed to survive and the strongest genes needed to be passed down, hence The Run and the claiming of a mate. After the success of the first run the tradition carried down. Something about taking a female by force seemed like the ultimate manly thing to do and during those time periods where the male had to be strong and their offspring stronger to surviv

Revna abruptly came to a stop in the middle of the hall and her cold eyes met the concerned ones of Rune, a glowing shade of violet. She gulped. “I'm fine,” she uttered then walked past him but he grabbed her wrist, it was like a wave of electricity crashed through her veins at his touch and just as quickly, she whipped her hand from his grip and bared her teeth at him, eyes flaring a brighter color of anger. Rune regained from his shock and stepped back, lifting his hands in surrender. “Hey, you don't have to bare your teeth at me, I was only trying to help,”

Exactly like the boy from her memories. Exactly like Orion. Evelyn went pale. Marco whispered, "Oh, that's bad." The communicator crackled again. Then the voice spoke directly to Aruna. Softly. Almost affectionately. "Hello, Rune." The nickname hit like lightning. Rune. The name nobody knew. The name only one person used. Memories exploded. A little girl laughing. A little boy chasing her through laboratory corridors. Two children hiding beneath blankets. Sharing dreams. Sharing fears. Sharing promises.

He wiggled his eyebrows at her. She rolled her eyes and giggled. "Father!" Ilse chuckled. "And clearly his children had a taste for rabbit stew." She smiled at Runa. "Maybe you'll be a great huntress one day, hm?" "My daughter, the bone whisperer," Torvald said solemnly. "I'm sure after tonight's stew, you'll be able to read the tales of every femur in the forest." I felt Runa's cheeks heat up. She ducked her head shyly.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

ALEXANDER The moment Alpha Damon’s gaze settled on me—those ink-dark pupils stark against the whites of his eyes—all I could see was hatred and disdain. “My daughter!” Jezebel, my stepmother, screamed. In an instant, the once-quiet castle hall erupted into chaos, voices piling over one another. Before my eyes, Alpha Damon shifted. His massive black wolf was breathtaking, a vivid red streak cutting through his fur. I watched, caught between fear and awe, as he sprang three powerful leaps and vanished from sight.

“I’m sure you have questions, Jade. Why don’t you start?” Jade didn’t waste time. “How does a pack this size exist without being on the registry? I’ve never heard of the Crystal Blood Pack before.” Athena’s lips curved into a faint smile. “We’re not on the registry because we don’t want to be. We’re rogues, by definition. Every woman here escaped from oppression, whether from a father, a mate, or an alpha. We don’t follow the rules of traditional packs. We make our own.”

Odessa POV “Where did you get this information, Evyn?” Sienna, who was seated on her bed, devouring a tub of ice cream, licked her spoon clean before she commented. “I trust her. Rune’s a bitch.” “So she’s started a cult?” I asked. “Not a cult. An operation. It’s called Operation Take the Throne. Rune’s got some of the dumbest followers. They tried to recruit me!” I palmed my forehead. “Isn’t this illegal?”

She might as well get one for herself as well if this butterfly thing is cool. "Yeah, one second. Let me turn it on", Anna said before reaching her finger underneath the butterfly. When the butterfly 'turned on', Kaylee stared at it in shock and whimpered almost immediately. * * *