Shatter Nova And Deacon Novelas e Histórias

“Good morning, Alphas and Lunas, from the surrounding area. My name is Debbie Sims. Here below my feet is my father, Beta Richard Sims. His life and Alpha Kevin's life were taken away in a cowardly way. These men held this pack together and stayed away from war, but war found its way to us. As the new leader of this pack, we will rebuild and hold the person accountable for this horrendous crime.” I zoned out during the rest of the speech. I was ready to go hang out with the rest of my family. It has been a while since we all got together. “I would like to introduce my Beta Ashanti Evans, Gamma Noah Clever, and Zeta Lincoln Thompson.” Debbie waved at the two men approaching the stand. Debbie

Vincelli made a sickening chuckle and I felt lightheaded thinking about that, “Ana- Maria's dead? She killed her sister?" "Oh the things that girl would do for me." He sighed in awe. “I know what this is, you enjoy it, don't you? Turning people against each other, families, killing lovers, causing pain to others, to children- you have a God-complex agenda. You live for it." "You know, I always admired you, Archer Devereux, you and that Sinister Salvatore. I just love the scenario." “Beep Beep Beep. Guys." Moe's voice suddenly echoed, "We're in the basement right now and we just found Miss Violet Proca and Vitaly Orlov's body dumped down here."

“I am Emlyn Gunnar-Holstin, Guardian of the Realm, mate of Richard Holstin, Luna of the Shadow Falls Pack. You have unlawfully and willfully attacked my pack. You attacked my families’ packs in an attempt to murder the Guardians. But, know this. The Guardians are not so easily defeated. For your actions, all of you will die.” I blow out the power of the magic. It ripples like a wave over the pack, sliding over my pack members but slicing through the witches, warlocks and rogues. I watch as Beta Trevor’s eyes widen in shock before he looks down at his body. His hands go to his mid-section. He looks back up at me, as the upper half of his body slides off the bottom half, his eyes still wide, h

The hospital always gave me an eerie feeling. "Because I have to do this for my Alpha. We must erase you from our lives." My brows furrowed at her words. We? Our lives? Who was she referring to? "Oh, in case you haven't heard this. I'm Alpha Eliot's new mate, the second mate he talked about before. I'm going to replace you as his Luna." My eyes widened in shock. No. It was impossible. The goddess wouldn't let that happen because we were still mated to each other. I could feel that. He was still mine.

Leonardo POV. My eyes narrow on the brown haired bombshell up on stage and a feral growl rolls off my lips causing the men in the chairs closest to me to turn and shoot me a look. Mine. She. Is. Mine. I turn and give them a death stare, letting them know if they even think about bidding, I will unscrew their heads and fuck through it. "Do I hear three million dollars," the announcer says. “Fifty million," I announce, standing up so the whole room knows just who they're fucking with if they're stupid enough to try and go over the top of me.

Quick shout out to MorganCason4 ReaganDK MarloBurton3 for voting. I love y'all and now onto the next update before I get lazy again😭💔 "Shit, this is fucked up" Why was this fucked up? Well because this current situation I was now in was just too convenient. I wanted to leave this God forsaken place and now this opportunity had just presented itself. This was too perfect. What if it was a trap? What if that devil of a Luna , Larissa planned this all out meticulously so as to give me so much hope then crush it underneath her feet once I fell for it

Novah's POV The silence after the shattering crash was different. Thicker, charged. Porcelain dust hung in the weak morning light filtering through the heavy blue drapes, catching on motes like fractured stars. Novah stood amidst the wreckage of the tray, the bowl, the candlestick, her chest heaving. The raw power that had surged through her moments before still thrummed in her veins, a low, insistent vibration beneath her skin, like a plucked bass string. It wasn't just adrenaline; it was *her*. Her wolf, coiled and watchful, its fury momentarily sated by the act of destruction. Not against a person, but against the memory, the helplessness Nick represented.

Because I feel it now. The backlash. Not pain. Wrath. Something ancient just noticed me. The child looks up slowly. “Oh,” he breathes. “You made an enemy.” I straighten. “Good,” I say. “I was tired of running.” The bond flares bright, steady, alive. But far away, something sacred cracks. And this time, it is not willing to forgive. As the broken covenant awakens a force older than gods, Nova realizes she didn’t just save Kieranshe declared war on the very law that created them.

The version no one else was ever supposed to see. Nova’s voice came from the far terminal. “There’s no single shutdown command. It’s not centralized it’s rooted in fragments. They scattered the core so it can’t be purged all at once.” “Like emotional horcruxes,” Rae muttered, pacing the perimeter. Cassian’s voice was low, seething. “So we don’t shut it down.” Aria stepped forward, eyes narrowing. “We unmake it.” Nova turned, wary. “That’ll burn trace elements of your original Eden node. It means losing… everything.”

Her breath hitched, and her legs faltered as the faint echoes of her mother’s screams mingled with the falling of debris. “Xenia,” Nova’s voice rumbled in the back of her mind, firm but soothing. “They did this on purpose. Fight through it. Breathe.” Xenia gritted her teeth, drawing strength from Nova’s presence as she struggled to keep moving. The warriors exchanged glances but said nothing, their grip tightening to keep her moving. Nova’s presence swirled protectively around her, her voice muttering reassurance along the way.