Tawnypelt X Crowfeather Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kai counters. “Enough, Kai. We can worry about diaper duty when the time comes. Now, let's enjoy our breakfast, and then it’s time for me to take you to get your marking, Ever.” Dad shuts down Kai’s whine fest. How could I have forgotten the marking? I can’t wait to have my mark of the coven on my back like the rest of the official members. It’s a crow sitting on top of a skull with shadows swirling around it. It’s totally badass, and I’ve been dreaming about the Moment I get mine.

Within seconds… Arawn… The horses… And the haunting sound of the Hunt… Had vanished into the ancient forest. Only one thing remained behind. A single silver feather. Resting in the frost where Arawn had stood. Rowan bent to pick it up. The moment her fingers touched it… She saw a flash of a battlefield beneath a blood-red moon. A woman stood at its center. A great silver Direwolf at her side. And across the battlefield… A much younger Arawn. The vision vanished as quickly as it had come. Rowan stumbled backward, clutching the feather to her chest.

"Do you like it?" The deep, gravelly voice echoed from the doorway, making her jump slightly. Serena turned around to find Victor leaning casually against the doorframe. He was already fully dressed, and the sight of him nearly took her breath away. He wore a custom-tailored black tuxedo that made his broad shoulders look impossibly wide and his long legs even longer. His crisp white shirt was unbuttoned at the very top, revealing a hint of a dark tattoo crawling up his throat, and his short, dark hair was perfectly styled. He looked drop-dead gorgeous, a flawless mix of a wealthy billionaire and a lethal, terrifying king.

Nope. “Get into bed.” He commands, walking away from me and to the other side of the bed. As I pull the covers back to climb into the bed, I stop in my task as Zane starts to take off his clothes. His back is to me, so he can’t see me staring at his nice ass. The muscles of his back are toned and defined. A rather large tattoo of a crow sitting on top of a skull with swirling smoke around it adorns the middle of his back. It’s sexy as hell. When he turns around, I can’t seem to stop my mouth from dropping. His six-pack alone is worthy of my drool, but the whole of him is sexy as hell. He’s not overly muscular like a bodybuilder, but he definitely has them, and he is toned. I didn’t expect hi

My treacherous pulse tried to be poetic; I made it practical. "Your breath is steady," he observed, neutral. "Feet remember," I said. "Milk and bruise." "Good," he said. He didn't look down when my hand pressed the bandage under my shirt mere millimetres, a reassurance against the welt Sel's cosh had kissed. His eyes changed, shade a fraction, darker, and slid away like a man refusing a conversation in public. It was a kindness he would deny if asked. As Caul's low roofs made a smudge, the crew found ways to be loud and busy at once. Berrit invented a soup. Harp found a fault in a block that hadn't offended anyone yet. Freckles practised not whistling a tune about bounties.

Ash countered, his larger frame barreling into her, but gently, their fur brushing in a tangle that felt more like an embrace than a fight. The spar evolved into something primal, their mind-link flaring with shared sensations: the rush of wind through fur, the thud of paws on grass, and beneath it all, a growing heat—a flicker of desire that built like a storm. As they rolled, shifting back to human mid-tumble, Alya pinned Kael briefly, her body atop his, her auburn hair falling like a curtain around them. Their tattoos glowed brighter, silver and blue intertwining in the air between them. A heated glance passed—her amber eyes meeting his gray, lips inches apart, breath mingling with the pi

She just got home from work in one of the houses in their area. Dawn and Xio were best friends and they live in the same house since both of them were living by themselves. They live in countryside called Canagan. Canagan has a prohibited forest that were believed to have monstrous creatures. Xiomerrah is just a typical rural girl who's always wants to try something risky, especially adventure. She loves adventures and she's so carefree for everything that's why Dawn loves her so much despite of her loud mouth. While Dawn Pauline was the opposite of her best friend and she has a creepy secret that only her knows. The two of them were like sisters that supports each other no matter what.

"Kaelen’s beast actually has true blood children running in the forest?" "Your chest is still fighting the winter illness, so do not let your inner wolf get too wild," Vespera Crowe barks gently, trying to make her spirit calm down before her heart pops. But how could her female soul stay quiet when her ears just found out that the next Alpha line has true blood heirs? "What on earth is happening in our territory?" Elowen Frost screams, her sharp nails digging straight into Vespera Crowe’s heavy arm. He is a tough old wolf, so his skin doesn't even feel the pinch.

A beautiful moment of dreamy mayhem. "I could write about you forever," Alex stammered, his words reminiscent of our earlier conversation. His thrusts began to falter ever so slightly as we both chased the remnants of our climaxes. The x-rated sounds of skin slapping skin bounced off the outer walls of his chateau, continuing to fill both my ears and those who lived even a mile away. His wicked groans accompanying my stolen moans reflected the notes of an irreligious hymn everything about our twilight rendezvous screamed sin.

Out of nowhere, a bone arrow sliced through the air and struck his chest with a sharp hiss. The arrow, upon contact with Jim's blood, glowed a sinister red. His face contorted in pain, and suddenly, his grip failed him as he plummeted from the sky. I dashed forward, my heart racing, and leaped to cover Jim with my body. The Haunts erupted into mocking laughter. "Jim, we've taken apart the bones of the mortal who wanted you dead and crafted them into these arrows. Take one more step and we'll pin you down in front of your own troops!"