Sleeping Beauty Triolgy Novels & Stories

The girls swam towards me and insisted that shift back to human, they took me to shore and that was the last thing I saw be before I blacked out. The kingdom of Maridul (Asher's hometown) (Third person pov) The man from the tavern was walking into the castle of Maridul to report to the palace that the tribreed prince was spotted. He walk into the hall "greetings your highnesses" he said to everyone in the hall where a meeting was been held "what brings you to the castle Sedrid" one of the witches said "your highness please forgive my intrusion but the matter I bring needs to be handled with urgency" sedrid said bowing his head "and what would that be" the head of the werewolves said, "it's a

Even in his sleep, he looked impeccable. But she couldn’t sleep. Her thoughts were elsewhere, wound tightly around the scroll. That scroll. Silently, she slid off the bed and crossed the chamber, her steps light. The scroll lay hidden beneath the lamp where she had tucked it hours ago. She reached for it and unrolled it again, her eyes searching the same cryptic lines she had read a dozen times. “The trio twins must unite.” “The product of Seraneth must mate the product of Zalkhar.”

It was from Brayden, signaling that they’re almost here. Perfect… Shahila muttered under her breath. Harper had no idea but the drink Shahila offered her while they were having a conversation has a small ounce of sleeping potion on it. Just enough to make her sleep soundly while the First Red Blood pack ravages the camp. Shahila replied with a “She just went inside. The sleeping potion shall affect shortly.” Shortly, Brayden responded with a “That’s nice. Is the bastard there?” Shahila rolled her eyes. She didn’t really like the part where Brayden calls her sweatheart a bastard. Still, he answered with a no.

“Sleep, child. This was never your burden to carry.” Maika, half-aware, instinctively grasped for the child. “No… no—my baby…” Elowen knelt beside her, whispering a second incantation. “Memoria finita.” A silver mist poured into Maika’s mouth and eyes. Her body convulsed once—and then fell still, her expression empty. Elowen turned to Sabrah—still under the sleep spell—and gently removed the child from her arms. The baby let out another cry, softer now, sensing separation.

She wanted to shower, but her limbs felt like lead. “It’s the—” Kalina started to warn, but Zoriana didn't hear the rest. Her eyes slid shut, and she collapsed onto the pillows in a drug-induced stupor. She didn't hear the balcony door creak open. She didn't see the two rogues slip into the room. They smirked, looking at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed. The Luna hadn't lied; this would be easy. They moved toward the bed like predators closing in on a high-value prize, ready to take their King’s reward.

But it did surprised him to see the hair angrily coming to his direction; and the hair that was approaching him swiftly rushed to pick the lady who suddenly gained her consciousness. “She is the newborn!” The deception has snared them at the first place. The enemy was right on his arms. Right after he had recovered in his realization, he took his sword and leapt slicing into pieces the hairstrands that gets to his way. He is aiming to end the lady the he first thought was a damsel in distress but in reality was the real enemy; the hair is getting on his way. Nothing goes attacking Beta Mellow who is already covered by his own blood. All the hair trimmings and strands went to attack him inste

Trial 1: Pack Lore – White Trial 2: Judgment – Light Gray Trial 3: Finances – Silver Trial 4: Strategy – Black Trial 5: Compassion – Sky Blue Trial 6: Strength – Navy Blue Trial 7: Ascension Ceremony – Midnight Blue, the color of the Goddess The trials last all day, and we never know when they’ll happen. It could be something as simple as an UNO game or solving a conflict on the pup’s playground—or something as intense as fighting our own parent for their position. It’s long. It’s exhausting. It’s nerve-wracking. And if my mate shows up during that time? I’ll have to fight through the mating frenzy and do all of this at the same time.

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the