Skylar Holland Novels & Stories

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

Three years... Skylar is now an actress, a famous one at that with a change of appearance. Her long raven hair now appears white and longer than it use to be. Her white hair castigates to her waistline. She walked elegantly to the set in her pinky top and short blue jeans looking exactly like a teenager.

Skyler I was so pathetically horny that even writing about sex wasn’t enough anymore. At twenty-four years old, I, Skyler Voss, had everything a woman could dream of, a luxurious villa, money, status, and a husband who was respected in his field. On paper, my life was perfect. In reality, it was a sexually starved nightmare.

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

I glanced up, my heart thumping at the unexpected hesitation in her eyes. “Well,” Helena said slowly, choosing her words with caution. “Luna Claire is perfectly healthy, but…” “But what?” Liam’s voice sharpened with frustration. Helena took a deep breath. “Our Luna is with child, alpha.” My blood turned to ice. No, this can't be. Liam hasn't been touching me for months. Unless… no!

Her eyes, fixed on Skylar, were utterly devoid of hope. Skylar knelt beside her. Unzipping her own thick, expensive jacket, she wrapped the woman in the garment, pulling her gently into her arms. She whispered the name that had been a silent, heavy weight in her soul for over a decade. “Clara姐.” Clara Hu. Thirteen years had passed, yet Skylar vividly remembered their time together in this very mountain, a shared existence bound by terror and despair. At that age, Skylar had been equally helpless, contemplating self-destruction after her own violation.

The screen suddenly went blank, and a string of profanities escaped my lips. Seriously?! I'm getting tired of this sh*t. I looked up from the blank screen, and my eyes met with the door. At that instant, it swung open, and someone walked in. A particular black-eyed dude that frustrates me. "Have you seen it?" Xander asked, his eyes lit up with something I couldn't quite pinpoint. "Seen what?" I rolled my eyes, flexing my fingers. "Skylar De Novo's reveal, damn, it's trending at number one."

, another person answered. "Why is she going on the podium with Skylar? Could she be the next Luna?" "I don't know. I mean it's possible." Amanda’s chest tightened. On the podium, Tessa leaned into Skylar, radiant and smug, her hand curled possessively around his bicep. She looked like she belonged there, perfectly poised beside the heir of Moonridge. Amanda tried to shove down the spark of jealousy clawing its way through her. She had no right to feel this way, not about him. He was her stepbrother. He was the future Alpha and she… she was supposed to be nothing more than human. But she couldn’t look away. She watched as Skylar accepted the cheers of his pack with the faintest incline of hi

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" She gasped once more as a cake with two candlesticks was shoved before her. Skylar beamed, scanning the faces of her friends, friends she would leave very soon Skylar chose not to think of it as she clung to her hands. "Thank you so much, guys!" She blew off the candles. "Wow, your hair is colorful" a hand stroked her hair, Skylar shifted her head away as she turned to Hannah, a young vampire with straight black hair and pale reddish eyes. "Is it dyed?"