Star Of Hell On Wheels 소설 & 이야기

said the black dragon, looking at the large star wheel behind him. "Star wheel? Can it be used like that?" Bing Xuanyin asked in surprise, seeing that the black dragon could use the star wheel. The star wheel used to belong to the star god, and its power could be called the strongest because, apart from the star god, it was sometimes referred to as the god of war because of its great power. "Have you forgotten who he is?" Hai Mingyue asked, smiling at Bing Xuanyin.

Star mumbled. "Star, the once pure arch angel of Zeus. But turned and rebelled against him when the power you desired the most "lightning" was given to a mere mortal. You decided to come take it from Rotimi right?" Seun spoke as him and the rest made sure they encircled him. Vicoliz swung his long chained sickle sword and cut off Star's left wing. Star groaned in pains as he watched his left dark wing detach from his back. Black blood gushed out.

I covered my ears and I think I might have screamed but it was too loud to know for sure. Almost as quickly as it appeared, the creature was gone. The black fabric fell away from the gazebo and Star and I were sitting on the ground. She looked at me with her eyes wide. “I take it that wasn’t supposed to happen,” I said. She shook her head. “What happened?” Malcom rushed to us and knelt next to me. “Are you alright?” He turned to Star. “What did you do to her?” “I did the spell but that was not shifter blood. What the fuck kind of game is Alec trying to play? He could have gotten us both killed!” Star stood and faced us, her hands on her hips. She was pissed.

"Farah Danvers, the only child of the late General Danvers. She was known as the 'Dark Star' of the werewolf race, with her dark hair, grey eyes, and cherry lips. Raised by her father to be a future general, they relocated to Crescent Hills, where she crossed paths with Mobali in the palace. They discovered they were mates, and Mobali was at his happiest. However, war erupted between werewolves and vampires, and General Danvers fell gravely ill. Farah, determined to honor her father's legacy, led her fellow werewolves in battle. Regrettably, she didn't survive. And her father passed on too. Mobali received her cherished jewelry as proof of her fate, but he couldn't accept it, embarking on a

*Starblood Pack — Dungeon, Midnight* The dungeons beneath Starblood were nothing grand. Lesley sat shackled against the wall, her wrists bound by silver chains that bit into her skin, the raw marks a constant reminder of her fall. Once, she had walked through packs with her chin high, chosen one, Mate to the supreme Alpha. Now, she was reduced to shadows, waiting for scraps, her name whispered like a curse. Her eyes gleamed in the dim torchlight, feral with bitterness.

"The First Luna has claimed the ash. To relight the fire, you must provide the fuel. A life for a life. A Queen for a Hive" "I am not giving you my soul, Silas," I said, my emerald eyes turning into lethal points of white light. "We do not want your soul, Sun-Walker," Silas countered. "We want the Star-Child. She is the only one whose light is pure enough to burn the First Luna’s code into the very marrow of the world". The Hive of Silence flooded into the chamber—hundreds of black-grey wolves, their bodies creating a wall of soundless static. They didn't attack; they simply stood, their presence a weight that threatened to snuff out the very air.

hadn't just risen; she had flown straight into a trap. Maya collapses into the arms of an unknown assailant as the gala descends into a riot. The last thing she sees before losing consciousness is Xavier Thorne standing perfectly still in the middle of the chaos, a small, triumphant smile on his lips as he takes a call. 'It’s done,' he says. 'The Astraea Star is mine. Secure the asset.'

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

StarWolf was the son of Caspian and the Witch Star, he had grown into a huge Alpha Wolf, his coat blue/black, long and thick and his eyes were deep, navy blue. He was bigger and more powerful than his father because he was half Witch and carried his mother's magic. She had instilled her values into him, and he had learned to control his dark side. He became Alpha by challenging and killing the current Alpha, a no-good Rogue called Racer, who had led his small Pack into a battle with a Patrol and killed him without knowing. Racer was not an Alpha Wolf, he was a rogue Beta who had got lucky and led a small group of males. He integrated them into Caspians old Pack and renamed it, The Lost Souls

Knowing that it took someone very special to love… Hell’s Angel!