Stormlight Archive Fanfic Novels & Stories

**Aria's POV** Today was supposed to be my twenty-fifth birthday celebration at the pack house. Instead, I'm watching my fated mate, Marcus, announce his engagement to another woman in front of everyone I know. "Luna Celeste Blackthorne has graciously accepted my proposal," Marcus declared, his arm wrapped around the waist of the most powerful Alpha's daughter in North America. "Our union will bring unprecedented strength to the Silvermoon pack." My wolf howled in agony as the mate bond stretched and tore. Two months ago, our Alpha was killed by rogues, leaving the position open. Marcus, my mate of three years, had sworn we'd rule together. But power called louder than our bond.

POV: Blaze Ryder "Don't touch her! You’re a stain on his face, a rot in his voice! Rhea, don't listen to him!" Blaze’s voice was a ragged howl, but it felt thin and hollow in the vast, airless Archive. He was pinned to the obsidian floor by a weight that felt like the gravity of a dying sun. Every time he tried to flare his russet Alpha flame, the darkness pressing on his chest simply swallowed the heat, leaving him colder and weaker. He watched, helpless, as the entity wearing his brother’s skin leaned over the throne, its golden eyes shimmering with a warmth that Blaze knew was a calculated lie.

The sparks and calming sensation he sent me did little to settle my stomach, however, gave me the courage I needed to stand beside him. “Evening everyone could I please get your attention.” Mykel’s voice boomed out through the hall, everyone stopping what they were doing to give their Alpha their full undivided attention. “Luna Lilith and I have an announcement to make.” A few of the pack members began to whisper between themselves, Mykel was quick to quiet them back down. “As you are all aware I have been gifted two mates. This here is Raven. By now I’m sure your all know that she is indeed the daughter of Alpha Alaric but let me assure you she is not him. To put your minds at ease I will t

I was done waiting. I didn’t care what Whitney wanted. I didn’t care about peace. Fuck peace. Aria walked away. She left me bleeding in the dirt and didn’t look back. If that wasn’t betrayal, I didn’t know what the hell was. And if she thought she could hide behind her sister’s walls and her Alpha title, she had another thing coming. I was going to her. I was going to end this, one way or another. "You're serious about this?" Marcus, one of the rogue leaders asked from across the room, his brows furrowed, eyes dark with concern. "You really want to strike Diamond Spark?"

They were the same-sized rocks she had seen in her vision of him striking Jenson with, and when they hit the ground next to him, they shattered like glass shards, slicing his flesh wide open. Each night, the Alpha King would heal him just so Mave could make him suffer again. Once the three days and nights were over, Gamma Marcus took it upon himself to recruit his five largest warriors, and they chased him out of Pack Moon Stone to the river that led to Midnight Packs territory. He was their problem now, and whatever they decided to do with him had nothing to do with Pack Moon Stone. So they had thought... Mira had rolled over onto her side, she reached for Bastion but was met with thin air.

“Don’t bother trying to walk out that door. My men are outside, and I’ve given them strict instructions—if they see you leave without me beside you, they’re to bring you back.” I spun around. “What do you even want from me? First you kill Tyler, and now you want to marry his mate? Don’t you have any shame?. He was your best friend or have you forgotten, It’s not like you love me—so why ruin my life?” He smirked. “I love you. I’ve always loved you, Elodie. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here. Plus, the bond you shared with Tyler is long broken. You know that’s true. Once a mate dies, the bond is gone. You can’t possibly share a bond with a dead man, Elodie—you can only forge a new one.”

Hopefully, Jacob won’t be home with his annoying little girlfriend; I didn’t have the patience for her right now. The rain decided to pick up just before I stepped outside. I darted across the driveway towards my truck. Hopefully, it wouldn’t last long as I had plans to meet some of the new representatives in town later with Lucas. We had sparked up a few conversations with a few of the girls the other night before Ayla ruined everything. Surely my mate has to be around here somewhere; I can’t be an unmated Alpha. Everyone knows a bonded Alpha is a stronger Alpha. Archer’s POV

Bride Of The Shadowed Alpha (Book 1) Marked By The Shadowed Alpha (Book 2) 🌹 ONCE, HE BEGGED FOR HER LOVE. NOW IN THIS LIFE, SHE BEGS FOR HIS 🌹 Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Omaisabella). My name is Obsidian Sigil of Liora. They say he’s cruel. That no one knows where he came from. But I remember how he looked at me, like I was the only thing he ever wanted.

"One look at that man from across the halls of the ballroom, and I knew what it meant. I knew I had to have him. Knew he was my mate. Dakarai and I consummated the mate bond that night. And I had never experienced something so beautiful. So magical. Little did I know that Dakarai was the King of Zambele, and already married. At least, I didn't know that until he woke up and started panicking. Cursing at himself for cheating on Talatu. He apologized profusely for what happened, and begged me not to say a word about it. He can't leave his wife for me, because Talatu had already sacrificed so much for him. I was heartbroken, and I laid in bed watching as my mate got dressed and left to be with

he whispered, as I leaned into him. "We have a perfect family," I whispered back. Blaze wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. "Forever and always," he replied. As night fell, laughter filled the air. In a room filled with twinkle lights that looked like fairies. Flame danced in Ryker's arms, her tiny hands tapping against his chest. Storm and Rain joined in, spinning her around. But amidst happiness, whispers spread through the shadows. Alpha Arin and Jake plotted, their voices hushed but menacing.