Novel & Cerita Stormlight Series

His expression had grown harder with every word I spoke, though he had not interrupted me once. Aisha leaned against the table beside me, her fingers pressed flat against the wood, her mind clearly racing ahead to the consequences of what I had revealed. Silvercrest is preparing for war. Clay is blinded by jealousy and rage. Selene whispers poison into his mind. And now, the Darkbreed is standing directly in the path of that storm. For a few seconds after I finished speaking, no one said anything. The silence stretched long enough that the fire became the loudest sound in the room.

“There’s always light in the darkness, just as there is darkness in the light.” I watched as he swallowed before he reached out his hand towards me. I looked down at it, seeing this tiny little thing in it, something that shone in the lights coming from all around us. “A gift,” he answered, his voice low again. “If you would accept it.” It was a stone, a completely black stone, with a shiny surface that made it look like it contained stars.

But none dared touch him. My blood boiled. They weren’t supposed to be there. I gripped the railing so hard my nails dug into the polished mahogany. Misty’s growl echoed in my chest. “No! They can’t go close to him. He’s mine!” Before I even realized her growl slipped past my lips. They all turned to look at me. Lightning’s eyes met mine for the briefest second, then he signaled to Zane. Calm. Cold. Detached. Zane walked towards the stairs as Lightning sank his fangs into one of the women’s neck. My eyes widened.

The air was thick with cracks forming. As the last torch sputtered low, Rowan slipped from the chamber, needing space. She climbed the spiral steps until she reached the high windows overlooking Arcadia. The sky beyond burned red with twilight, streaked with jagged bolts of lightning. Clouds churned like smoke, heavy and restless. Rowan pressed her hand against the cold stone sill. Mistara’s words curled through her like smoke. The fire in your chest is waking things older than dragons. She hugged her arms around herself, staring into the storm.

The delicate star glinted faintly under the light. "I fixed it," he said, finally lifting his gaze to me. His eyes were full of complicated emotions, and his voice was slow, heavy. "It always belonged to you, just like those stars I named… They were always meant for you." I looked down at the necklace but felt nothing. The warmth of those memories, the dreams we had once shared… They had all been shattered beneath the weight of lies and betrayal. "This necklace doesn't mean anything anymore," I said softly. Then, I looked up at him. I said in a cold and steady voice, "Just like your promises. They're all broken."

But that was because the Northern Star pack had something that other packs didn't; their Luna was a witch. The fated union between a werewolf and a witch hadn’t gone down smoothly with puritans but sixteen years on, Ulf and Estrid had defied all odds and united their pack. Their love for each other inspired unity and peace amongst their people while their tenacity and bravery was what drove them to protect their people.

My champagne dropped to the ground as a whirlwind of information hit me. Everything was going to come true. The prophecy, all the things Bram had been told about me bringing peace for generations, Alpha Francis seeing my bloodline as the key. It was my child marrying Hollie’s that was going to seal the kingdoms. Our packs would merge. White Forest had already absorbed Five Lakes. To join with Rising Star would create a pack so large nobody, not even the Shadowlands could challenge it. It would be hard and challenging but it was Fate. “Hollie…I am so happy for you, and you Brandon but I don’t know if we can accept,” causing Alex to place a hand on my shoulder in concern. I shuffled back acro

Chapter Fourteen - Surprises Kai’s POV I’ll never forget the first time I came to Godric. It was nothing I had to imagine hell to be like. The stories about the Underworld were just that, stories. Maybe it was the dragon part of me that found comfort in the never-ending darkness and warmth of this world or how free it felt to always blend in with the night sky and dance with the northern lights.

I’d sooner sleep under a bridge for the rest of my life! Brilliant dark eyes raked over her impassively. “Alrighty then... Go now, I have nothing more to say to you.” “Oh, but I do! I’m not finished yet,” Lara asserted with venom. “Three years ago, you came into my life like a dark shadow and you tried to destroy it. There is no human being alive whom I hate more than you! And why did you set out to wreck my life? Out of nothing more than arrogant vanity, selfishness, and lust. It didn’t matter to you that I was engaged to another man or that I loved that man. It didn’t matter that you might hurt him as much as you hurt me.”

She boomed, Derora noticed the storms outside still bellowed, but she seemed on edge, now was her time for a distraction, "How is the war with the light gods going?" she asked, Herega turned her gaze to her, lightning flashed outside, "You will remain silent derora!" She growled, Derora gave a smug grin, it really got on her nerves as the whole room darkened due to the thunder clouds outside the palace, herega stretched her hand to summon lightning. Then derora noticed the light trying to clear the clouds, it was a real Battle of elements, she laughed out as herega turned to her,