Star Of Hell On Wheels Novels & Stories

Scarlett and Caleb walked through the shattered entrance of the Heavenly Hall. They didn't look like an army; they looked like the inevitable end of an era. The Star-Weaver's dark hair drifted in the residual cosmic energy, her starlight brush glowing softly in her hand. Beside her, the Alpha King’s War-Form coat whipped around his legs, his silver-gold tattoos burning with the raw, chaotic power of a fully awakened Sovereign Wolf. The Supreme Sovereign scrambled to his feet, his golden robes torn and his divine crown knocked askew. He pointed a trembling finger at Scarlett.

’ The confusion was a living thing, drawing every member of Eclipse Star toward the ancient execution grounds like iron filings to a magnet. I stood at the center of the high stage. I had placed Savana and Sireh protectively behind me, while Gehenna stood isolated at the far edge of the wooded area, flanked by two of my personal guards. Gehenna wasn't silent. She was screaming into the crowd, her voice shrill and desperate, vibrating with that fake resonance. "Don't listen to her! She’s a traitor! She’s trying to hide her crimes in Eclipse Star by killing the witnesses! She’s the reason Luna Zebub can’t take her rightful position!"

The chamber swelters until the walls weep molten tears. I bare my teeth in something too savage to be a smile. Kael will kneel. The girl will break. And when the last star dies screaming, when the heavens burn to bone, the void will whisper my name. Solara. Not queen. Not lover. Not woman. God. And if the cost is everything… So be it.

The Hollow Star blazed so bright it blinded the wolves below. Valeborne’s voice boomed from the Rift above. “You are mine, Hollow Star. You cannot sever our bond!” “I can,” Iris said. “I sever it with my life.” She spread her arms wide, a sob breaking free as she whispered to Aiden, “I love you.” Scene 4: The Sacrifice of Stars With a final cry, Iris unleashed her power. A beam of light shot upward into the Rift, colliding with Valeborne’s shadow form. The Rift screamed—an otherworldly sound that split the air and made every wolf collapse, claws over their ears.

“Now!” Taryn twists, blade flashing, grazing Veyra’s arm, blood spilling. “You’ll shatter,” she hisses, hymn grating, eyes cold. Veyra’s blade surges, pinning Taryn’s cloak to crystal, eyes wet, voice raw. “Name it!” Taryn’s lips curl, voice low. “The Starless.” Kalia’s orb strikes the core, light fracturing crystal, shadow-heart wailing, husks collapsing. Theryn’s light-blade pulses, Zynara’s vision amplifying, runes binding the core, claws dissolving. Kael’s Shadowkin surge, sealing rifts, void-blade steady, hymn strong. The core cracks, facets splintering, rifts closing, Veil’s threads weaving tight. A deeper hum rumbles, the Herald’s master—The Starless—emerging from a rift-maw, its shad

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

I see Alpha Saint go to step forward, his anger evident, his mate places a hand on his arm, with a small shake of the head she makes him stand down. “We haven’t been properly introduced, I am Luna, Princess Bellatrix and you are?” The little Luna says to Helga, flexing her title. I smirk at the outrage on Helga’s face, these wolves are far too smart for her and beating her with polite pokes is amusing. Helgs links her arm with Me “I am Duchess Helga, I was who Vulcan should be mated to” I shrug her off, but before I could answer I feel my little wolf her anger spikes. ‘Little wolf, are you ok? I can feel your emotions, what makes you so angry?’ I ask her, needing her to be ok but happy to g

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

I howl louder than I ever have and go for him first. He shifts mid air and his claws come around to my shoulders. His black fur matches mine but not his strength. I naw at his neck and he tries to claw anywhere he can reach. I look over for a split second to see Lawrence has shifted and is rolling around with blood in his teeth and fur as Bryat bites his ankle. I continue my assault on Herk and the words of the alpha I questioned ring in my head. Herk was the highest bidder. He was going to take my Claire. With each sickening thought my bites grow deeper and we roll towards the ground. He tries to pin me but I flip his body over mine and pounce on him again. “STOP!” I hear the girl scream, a

He abruptly turned on his heel, whirling away from the terrace with its fairy lights gleaming in the night. “Gabe? Gabriel!” he heard his wife cry after him as he strode into the villa, but he didn’t look back. Instead, he opened his cellphone and started to bark out orders. Calleigh had started this war three months ago. Now he would finish it. ************ “Mrs. De León, the plane will be landing shortly.” Calleigh woke up blearily to discover a pretty brunette flight attendant standing over her, holding a tray. Sitting up straight in the white leather chair, she rubbed her eyes, feeling sweaty and disoriented.