Sellyn Drake Mga Nobela at Kwento

Draven rolled his shoulders slightly, testing the loosened restriction. “Then we move now.” Selene nodded. “But not straight to Malrik.” That earned her a sharp look. “What?” Draven said. “We split attention,” she explained. “If you go directly to him, you walk into his control.” My stomach tightened slightly. “She’s bait.” Lyra didn’t sugarcoat it. Draven’s expression darkened instantly. “She’s not—” “She is,” Lyra cut in. “And you know it.” We didn't say anything because we knew she was right.

My son RYKER will become the Alpha of this pack. A soft knock on the door scared me, making me drop the book on the ground; quickly picking the book up and placing it back on the bench seat, I went over to the door and opened it. A smiling Eve greeted me. "good morning, Luna. Alpha sent me to see if you were ready yet." "tell him I'll be down in a minute." Eve nodded. I quickly got dressed in a baby blue sundress with thin straps and slipped on a pair of sandals before heading downstairs to meet Brax.

I look around, taking a deep breath of my mate’s delicious scent. “Leana?” I call out. When she doesn’t respond, I call out again. “Kella?” I ask, looking around again. “Drake Cazien,” a melodic voice says from behind me. I spin around to see a beautiful woman, nearly as beautiful as my mate making her way out of the forest. She’s surrounded by a glow of warmth and light. I can sense her power, but no threat. “Who are you?” I ask. “My name is Selene. My children call me the Moon Goddess.”

This place, once a childhood hideout with its whispering echoes and hidden streams, now felt like a grave waiting to swallow us whole. Drake ripped the device free with a grunt, crushing it under his boot. 'Selene's work. She's been hunting me longer than I thought.' His voice was rough, laced with hurt that twisted my gut. I wanted to hold him, to erase the pain from his scarred body, but there was no time. The bond between us pulsed hot, urging me to run, to fight, to claim him again despite the chaos.

Maybe it’s a dragon thing. “Ryder, my boy. I am so happy to see you escaped hell. I couldn’t see you there and I was simply being driven mad not knowing if you were okay or not.” Selene reached over and patted the back of my hand. “Yeah, it actually wasn’t so bad. Drake kept me company.” “Ah… Drake… the son of Hades. Really that boy should take Hade’s spot on the council. He has more sense than his father has ever had.” Selene looked towards Typhon as she spoke.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

I stood behind her so that they would have a full view of her; after all, she was the Luna. “On behalf of the alpha, I want to specially welcome you all to our pack, Axelland,” Lyra said warmly, her voice carrying authority yet kindness. “Most of you know me as I have been with you for the past year. But for those who don’t know me, my name is Lyra. I am Damien’s mate, and this is Denise, his sister. He has been incredibly busy, but he extends his wishes and says he will come and see you when he has the time.”

This was the closest friend to the late King Rex, Drake Stan, and his extroverted sister Ellie. The door on the other side was opened and a twenty years old girl, Drake's daughter, who has similar features to Ellie came down, except she was slimmer and her eyes color were green unlike her aunt's whose eyes looked like the ocean. Asides from those differences, she was a bit extroverted just like her aunt, and had the same hair. One teeny tiny problem is that they both always have different opinions about things. While her twenty-seven years old aunt believed in making her live a modest life, she believed in being free to make her own decisions. As quick as a flash, the topic of discussion cha

~Dawn Lucy looked practically unrecognisable. There's a feral look in her eyes, as she silently slides back into her chair, right after Kaden had let her go. She trembles under everyone's scrutiny, looking as if she had been shocked into utter silence. I am too. That wasn't my sister who attacked Kace...My mind goes to Sinful, but I brush it off. Sinful has to be done with me. I haven't had a chance to speak with Millicent just yet. At this point, I would rather perhaps Rylan or Kaden talk to her instead.