Novelas y relatos de Stormlight Archive Fanfic

I turn around and lean back on him as we gaze upon the sky, and I point at the brightest star in the sky tonight. “There! That’s the first star I saw and I thought I’d make a wish…not for me but for all the lycans and werewolves out there. So we might…you know, finally have the next heir.” He laughs. “Damn it, woman, what the hell are you wishing on a star for, then? Were you planning on conceiving the next heir through an immaculate conception?” I blush. “No, silly, of course not, but—”

The artifact's power synchronized with their unique bond, amplifying their connection. In unison, they unleashed the Shadowstone's might. A blinding radiance, akin to a thousand suns, engulfed the battlefield. The light pierced the darkness, purifying the corrupted land. Archon's monstrous form stumbled, his infected minions faltering. Their twisted bodies began to dissolve, their dark energy unraveling. "Let's end this," Tristan said, his voice echoing Rosalind's thoughts. Together, they channeled the Shadowstone's energy. Their hands, clasped around the artifact, glowed with an intense, ethereal light.

“The Uncle, he is in front of Charisa, he seems to have fangs. Is he vampire?" Amanda smiled stiffly. Did Charisa not realize that the uncle and the vampire who had fangs she meant was her future husband? They had told Charisa about arranged marriage. An arranged marriage was between her with a man because of her father’s testament before he passed away. A will in order to Charisa got married with his friend’s grandson. Amanda would not blame her sister-in-law who immediately cried. Charisa did not want to leave. Which girl would obey if she found out that she would get an arranged marriage soon?

But then he murmured against her hair, “Sleep, little dove. I’ve got you.” And with his warmth pressed against her, Emery finally let her eyes close, unaware of the storm that was quietly building in the shadows of Damian’s family. . . . . Starlight ✍️

Archie said with unsinkable hope. “Oh yeah?” She challenged him and embattled her feelings for what followed, “I, Pam Daughtry of the Firebrick Pack, hereby reject Archie Payne as my mate and sever all ties to him as ordained by the moon goddess.” Archie clutched his chest as the pain rang through him. A tear escaped down his angular cheekbone. Agony flickered in his eyes and as soon as it subsided, he snarled, “I’ll kill you before I set you free.”

I knew I'd be marked tonight and sealed as his. "Miss Sunshine Thorne, do you accept Alpha Xander Blackwood as your Alpha and your mate?" the priest asked, his voice loud. I looked up at Xander, my heart full of love. I saw Seraphina standing near the front, and I glanced at her. She gave me a small, tight smile that made me uneasy. I quickly looked back at Alpha Xander. "Yes, I do! I accept him!" I said, my voice full of happiness. The priest nodded and turned to the Alpha. "Alpha Xander Blackwood, do you accept Miss Sunshine Thorne as your mate, your wife, and your Luna?" he asked, his voice echoing in the silent hall.

She smiled faintly, her hand brushing his cheek. “You’re Light. I’m Shadow,” he said bitterly. “If my followers found out…” “They’d tear me apart,” Aria finished softly. “But Caelum… isn’t that the very reason we must try?” For a long moment, they said nothing. Then he pulled her into his arms, his shadows curling protectively around her light. --- Scene 2: The Outrage Back in the Sanctuary, word spread like wildfire. Wolves from both Light and Shadow factions gathered in the hall, their voices rising in fury.

CHAPTER 1 Lyra's POV I never imagined I would be wearing white at my own funeral, but that was exactly what this felt like - a wedding disguised as a goddamn funeral. I was about to marry into the Iron Revenants, the very same bastards who put my mother six feet under. They were my enemies, the family of the man who pulled the trigger and left my mother bleeding in the dirt like roadkill. Grave Maddox.