Star Of Hell On Wheels Novels & Stories

Another said " What about Siddarth ? Will he make it ? " Rudra enquired " No chance, his car flipped around and crumbled on road getting him stuck under that car. Without any help, loosing so much blood he won't make it boss . Even his wife ran from his side realising the situation. Most worst condition even if he get saved he will end up on wheel chair for his rest of life " when his man said that an evil smirk appeared on his face.

Their shared attention then turned to him, silently conveying their agreement for him to depart and fulfill his duties. "Ruby?" Jay called out, and a woman whom he had likely encountered only twice since his imprisonment stepped into the moonlight. Ruby Sanders, a former female army member bound to a cambion with dominant demon blood, stood by Jay's side. The circumstances of her abduction remained a mystery, yet neither of them questioned it, united by their shared mission to stop Kathleen at any cost.

Without any words, I slapped him hard with disgust, " Fuck you!" __________ || Azrael De Luca's POV || " Breaking News: The rising model Star, Kiera Stevens's has slapped Azrael De Luca in a public party. Citizens are wondering what has gone wrong between these two!" The tabloids were flooding with new headlines, bringing more commotion with each piece of news. I didn't avert my eyes from the news, reviving the memories from tonight's party. Although, her slap was long gone, my skin still felt it every bone and through.

after a day ' Shut up this witch is sexy' Astonished, Mars added, to be ignored by his owner, who stood in front of the concerned person and near him stands Ardina, who is wearing a nice white dress with styled hair decorated with some white roses as well. Zayn and his wolf were very impressed with her appearance “Oh, the Luna is here,” she said, greeting Ardina, with which she immediately reciprocated, “Welcome to our flock. I am the Luna Ardina.” Very gently she nodded to separate the red-haired hug, answering her with a beautiful smile " Before you is the most powerful of the witches in the most herds, his name is Naina." With some bragging, she welcomed to laugh, Ardina couldn't hold bac

And stepping through, warriors that make my breath catch. They're beautiful in a way that hurts to look at. Human shaped but wrong, their proportions slightly off, their movements too fluid. One has antlers growing from his head, silver and branching. Another has skin that shifts colors like oil on water. Their eyes glow with otherworldly light. "Too late," Celeste whispers. "The Wild Hunt has begun." POV: Xavier I wake in darkness, my head pounding. The sedative is wearing off slowly, my True Alpha healing fighting the chemicals in my system. I'm in a vehicle, moving fast. Metal floor, no windows. A transport truck.

People are screaming their heads off, some praying their riders won’t screw up their bets. Felix leans forward, eyes glued to the track. I let my gaze wander to the blue tracksuit again. Max. He’s holding his own, but I can tell he’s tense, gripping those handlebars like his life depends on it. Then I see it—the bastard riding beside him. The skull logo on his helmet gives it away. He's a Ghost Rider team member. Fucking pricks. I already know what’s coming. The asshole starts closing in on Max, crowding his space and throwing him off balance. I can see Max’s hand shaking from here. Shit. If he doesn’t focus, he’s gonna eat dirt at that sharp turn ahead.

— Alik — The Hellhound nodded at Mishka, who opened the door and talked to someone, and threw the car keys, sending them for the errant. “I need to see all the wounds it inflicted and where the blight as settled,” I said. The Hellhound rose from his chair along with me and took some of the blankets off of her, then rolled her sleeves, and raise her pyjama shirt off her midriff to show her stomach. Most of the wound had been bandaged.

Tyron knelt beside Helixia "She wants to help." After a moment's hesitation, the girl's trembling fingers slowly pull back the veil. Helixia gasped in shock, the face of such a young wolf was covered with scars and bruises. "What happened to her?" Helixia whispered, "Werewolf hunters," Tyron replied "When we found her, they had already used silver chains on her. Being an Omega, her healing abilities could only do so much." Helixia continues staring at the young girl's face, memories of her own life as Ava Sterling floods back. As a celestial, wasn't she supposed to prevent such cruelty?

Hutchins’ cries filled the air, followed by the sickening thud of bodies colliding. And then, Helios turned his gaze to the rest of the pack. “Anyone else?” he asked, his voice calm. Deceptively calm. No one moved. Wolves who had once whispered about his weakness now cowered, stepping back instinctively. Helios smirked. “I thought so.” Then, he turned back to Starlight. He held out a hand. Not as a command. Not as a demand. But as a choice. And when she took it, the pack understood something terrifying. Starlight had not weakened Helios. She had unleashed him.