Stormlight Archive Novellas Novels & Stories

Of simpler times with my family, now lost to me forever. Roman notices my sleeplessness and pulls me gently into his arms. "You're safe, little moon," he murmurs against my hair. "Sleep now." Whether it's his calming scent or the security of his embrace, I find myself relaxing into him. My walls lowered just this once as I drift to sleep cradled against his broad chest. The next day we arrive at Red Creed's impressive stronghold. Indeed, everything about the Pack is on an imposing scale from the soaring granite walls to the small army of guards stationed at every entrance of the estate.

The Colossus was a machine of divine magic, designed to crush entire cities under its weight. "The resonance point is there," Lyra said, pointing to a massive crystal spire in the center of the lake of fire. "If you stand at the peak, you can connect the ley lines. But Seraphina... the energy will be immense. It might burn you from the inside out." Kael grabbed Seraphina’s hand. "I’ll stay with you. My blood is the anchor. Yours is the sail." They climbed the spire together. Arion stayed below, coordinating the Unseen warriors as they prepared to repel the Shadow-wraiths that were now seeping through the cracks in the ceiling.

As she was easily distracted with her small moral victory, I lashed a few swift kicks at her, causing her to release her hold on me, as I once again landed harshly on my legs; yet I had been able to keep myself on balance. "The matter of my daughter has finally brought me out of my hiding, and as I recall it, she is mine." Julian mentioned as she sauntered towards me, clearly having recovered from the strike. "And through her, I can finally usher in a new age of Darkness, an age where everyone will bow before me." Like hell that was happening. I wouldn't allow her to get her hands-on Kaitlyn, nor allow the Darkness to come. It simply wasn't something on the table.

I slipped behind a broken section of wall, pressing myself flat against the stone. The footsteps passed. Two guards. Running. Running. That never happens. Guards don’t run. Not here. Not unless something is very wrong. I waited. Counted slowly in my head. Then I stepped out again. But this time… I didn’t go deeper. I turned back. Because something told me— Whatever was happening tonight… I wasn’t ready for it. Thorne POV The first wolf came from the left. Fast. Silent. Wrong move. I twisted just as it lunged, my claws tearing through its throat mid-air. Blood sprayed across my chest as its body crashed beside me.

The Dark Moon Pack, where I am at the moment, hasn’t really suffered, having the strongest army on the whole continent, led by none other than Beast. She and her army of Deads easily dealt with the attackers and even managed to catch a few of them alive. After I visited the packs that didn’t handle their situation so well, I came here to interrogate the intruders. Right now I’m sitting in Alpha Kingston’s office, with his mate, Thea, his son Theo, - I wonder what happened to their firstborn, Hunter - and a few neighboring alphas accompanying us. The men are way chattier than I would’ve liked. I hate having to listen to their constant banter, it’s extremely annoying.

Many times the being from Light connects with the one from Darkness, creating a beautiful, but always very sad and desperate love story - because in most cases neither Light nor Darkness want their representatives to mix with each other. In these few stories that I want to tell you, this dilemma awaits you - can two hostile beings, one from Light and the other from Darkness, be connected by love? And if so, can their relationship survive in their world where the boundaries are clearly delineated, with no forbearance for any exceptions? Perhaps in their stories, surprisingly, you will find something that sometimes connects us, humans, and those supposedly alien creatures, in whose existence w

Evan cried. “You came back to ensure he died,” Nick said kneeling. “You did that.” He said looking at Evan. “Go back to the future, you will face another darkness, your mother will seek you again, she is only gone now, but her soul still plagues this world, new darkness as awakened. You’ve only killed one; there are others more sinister than his. Go now you are who they seek, and they will not stop until they have you.” -The End-

asked she, frowning. “Sir Commandant,” said Novoveski, “this is my man, Ardun by name, and a runaway. Serving in youthful years in the Teswer, I found him half-alive on the steppe, and I took him. He is a Targar. He remained twelve years in my house, and was taught together with my son. When my son ran away, this one helped me in management until he wished to make love to Eva; seeing this, I had him flogged: he ran away after that. What is his name here?”

Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA (Ten Years after STHOMA) Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon Braving The Darkness: One Night With The Demon King Beyond The Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Witch (Coming OCT 2023) THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE SERIES (Ten Years after Beneath Her Darkness) She’s The Luna I Want The Beta And I Gamma Book (Austin&Lexi) coming soon Gold Book (Nadine & Xander) not yet written Orange Book (Zach Adams) not yet written Green Book (Kairo Evans) not yet written Blue Book (Cyrus Williamson) not yet written

“She was speaking through me. And she called Eileen by a name.” Kilian’s fingers tightened around hers. Lyra’s voice dropped. “What name?” Nova closed her eyes. “Shadow Flame.” Lyra didn’t speak for a long moment. She only stood, walked to the far wall, and pushed aside a heavy tapestry. Behind it: a storage alcove filled with crates and sealed chests marked with symbols older than the pack itself. “Alright,” she muttered, grabbing a wooden box and dragging it to the table. “If we’re talking about ancient goddesses and unborn chosen ones, we’re going into the archives.”