Shedletsky X Brighteyes Novels & Stories

"Can I take off this blindfold, please?" "Yes, you can," Shadrach nodded, taking the blindfold off. Wynter adjusted her eyes to the brightness. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and her eyes widened in awe. She was right; they were in a garden, but not the one everyone could expect. The indoor garden was a magical oasis. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery. Each plant seemed to shimmer under the light, their leaves glistening like jewels.

The crazy eyed look she had was making me uncomfortable. “I think there is a misunderstanding here,” I started. “I don’t need anyone to serve me.” “Well, of course not,” she started, “But as far as we know, you are the last Shifter. The Zytechions pledge to follow you. You are our leader.” My head hurts. This took a turn and I wasn’t sure if that was for the better. “Shouldn’t that be like a family thing… or something?” She chuckled at my panic.

Shifting myself to the edge, the next few moments had me in a daze as I felt the leather material once grasped in one hand, wrap around my throat, almost pulling taut against my airways. Flinching, as well as letting out a panicked exhale, he brought his fingers to my chin, making my head tilt back. The brisk act put a smile on the sadist's face, soon impelling a wave of familiarity over me as I endured the recognizable moves. He mimicked the love letter I had only read a few hours prior, one I mentally titled-Moonlight sonata.

The minds of our warriors are now free of sigil compulsion. Thersar and Kandreah leapt along with this surge of energy that boomed out of the crater. Their bodies were girdled with this blindingly bright surge of energy. They didn’t have pupils or irises in their eyes. Their eyes were filled with the light of their joint energy. Kandreah’s eyes were exuding light flakes along with the power, while Thersar’s eyes were filled with black flakes. Ramaleen was wide-eyed while she whispered: “…the power of dark and light. They are prophesied enchanted Gemini.”

That way, the helicopters could leave, and they’d have everything they needed, should this end up being a more difficult battle than they had planned for. Heather was with them, sitting a few rows behind Cadon, and she would be there to help throw any shields they needed. Jamie, Cale, and Martin could help with the healing if anyone got hurt. Cadon just hoped these bloodsuckers didn’t have any tricks up their sleeves like the ones in that cave with the scandium bullets.

my sarcasm was once again disregarded and met with sass. “Do you think you and your broke ass ankle can walk down the slope safely?” I rolled my eyes and remained silent. Trey took a seat in front of me and started scooting the sled over the edge of the slope. Moments later we were quickly descending the hill. I caught a glimpse of a dark figure but in the mixture of darkness and the falling snow, I couldn't tell if it was running away or running towards us… but one thing's for sure. It was moving Fast.

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

[Mr M Is Calling!] A pair of dark brown eyes, those belonging to a terrified David, hurriedly dilated, immense aghast swimming in their pupils as they slyly observed the mysterious and ominous shadows as they carelessly moved around in a house that was as big as a barn — so luxurious and fantastically built, with bright lights illuminating every space.

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

Six months later Ace and Sky have assumed the roles of Alpha and Luna within their pack. Krystal is on the verge of welcoming her first cubs—twin boys. Upon discovering her pregnancy, Krystal and Jackson married in anticipation of their arrival. Remarkably, the newborns exhibited assorted eye colors and the ability to move objects telekinetically as infants. Krystal's fear stemmed from the unfamiliarity of such powers within her lineage. Jackson comforted her with a promise to delve into their ancestry for answers. Krystal's abilities were limited to sensing and spellcasting, skills honed through training, and her capacity to transform into a wolf.