Taph Fanart Forsaken นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The halls stretched into endless gray stone, the lights flickering before dying completely. Behind me— Thump. Thump. Thump. I turned. Grimmer stood there. But he wasn’t human anymore. He towered over me, his coat moving like smoke, his face a hollow mask of shadow. His eyes burned like embers. "You can’t hide what you are, Elara," he rasped. "The safe is open. The key is turning." Then he moved. Fast. Wrong. Inhuman. Closing the distance in seconds. I tried to scream—but my throat filled with dust. His claw-like hand reached for me—

Moving in perfect formation. They parked in a semicircle around the square. Doors opened simultaneously. Wolves poured out. Thirty or forty, all in fighting form wearing Thorne Pack colors. Then Damien stepped out of the lead vehicle. He looked different, like something dangerous. His eyes swept the square and locked on me. "Sera." "You're not welcome here," Marcus said before I could respond. "I'm not here for your permission." Damien pulled out a scroll. Actual parchment. "I carry divine authority from the Moon Goddess herself. This territory is under investigation for harboring Silverblood abominations. I have the right to…"

In his eyes the tom saw trust and a tiny spark of excitement. Hades appreciated the view as Doll walked towards the water and slipped into it. The no-fur's hands traced the water, leaving iridescent trails of auric resonance. The tom was struck by a strange thought that once, long ago, things had been different. No-furs were the hope in the darkness, the myth on the wind. They were sacred and to be loved by one was rare and granted a tom the world. Doll was no different than those old stories. He was mystery and promise and pure magick. He took Hades’s breath away. And the tom would do no less to his lover.

The cut-off sleeves exposed her shoulders, framing her delicate, heart-shaped face and emphasizing the striking beauty of her features. Haven's makeup, though still dark, had been transformed into a masterpiece of elegance and sophistication. The shimmery hues danced across her skin, lending an air of mystique to her already enigmatic presence. But it was the tattoos on her forearms that truly caught my attention. The intricate patterns depicted the four elements. Earth, Air, Fire, and Water, in perfect harmony, as if the very essence of nature had been distilled into these delicate, swirling designs. The elements were intertwined in vines, a symbol of the balance and unity that the Forsaken

We would repeat the narrative until it felt like truth, real truth Ivy the cursed. Ivy the forsaken. The omega who returns and brings death and trouble Numbers would grow Doubt would spread. And when the time came - when we were no longer five, but fifteen… twenty… more ,-- Even red eyes would not be enough to stop us. If I cannot have the Alphas -- No one will. And this pack will remember who truly belongs.....

Clever girl. After this, I'd make sure they stayed protected all throughout the trial, even if they had to live with me, and then I'd find a good foster home for both of them where they could be together. These little girls were so important to this case. Their father worked for the biggest criminal I've ever had the pain and pleasure to chase. Tiberius ‘T.K’ Kian was a corrupt, slippery fish who always cleaned up his trail even if he had to cover it up with the blood of others.

Or that the wishing ribbons wouldn't work if he brought them away from the chapel grounds? I sat in the hospital bed anxiously while Hal played some mobile games next to me. While gaming, he said, "I was just wondering who it could be, daring to challenge me again. Turns out, it's Finnegan Churchill, the faker." Faker? Hal could tell that I was surprised without even having to look at me. "Don't you know? Apparently, he used to be the least favored son in his family and even turned blind afterward. "It was one of my dad's students who begged him to come out of retirement and save his eyesight through surgery. And guess what happened in the end? After he took over the Churchill family, he aba

It was tied to this place, to the Underworld. “I have to try again,” Ava said, her voice stronger this time. Hayden opened his mouth to protest, but Ava didn’t wait. She placed her hands back on the altar, bracing herself for the surge of energy. It came again, more powerful this time, but she didn’t pull away. She let it flow through her, grounding herself in the connection. Slowly, the carvings on the altar began to shift, glowing with an eerie light. The air around them crackled with energy as the seal on the ancient text began to break.

Azazel instructed and started to walk down the sidewalk, Daniel in tow. “Now prophecy starts out by saying that two sets of twins will be the world’s undoing,” Azazel begins. “Now pay attention, this is the only time someone will explain it to you. The twins are special, one set Nephilim, born of an Archangel in this case Gabriel and a human, and one set Cambion, born of a high ranking demon, in this case me, and a human, Abigail.” Azazel kept talking, Daniel was doing his best to understand. “Next thing it says is that the mothers soul of the twins she bore will be sent to either heaven or hell based solely on who can influence it the most. Both sides should have at least one mother or the