Tennessee Wraith Chasers Novels & Stories

“She is My Lord,” Crystal stretched out her hand, and a chain made out of Chaos was conjured from her hands and latched onto the chains binding the Wraith. The eyes of the Wraith were filled with hatred, and she stared at Crystal intently, as though she could kill her with nothing but her gaze. And why wouldn’t she hate the one who trapped her; especially when she was so close to getting away.

I say, pushing the final sheet, which now contains full sentences that I had been working on, towards her. She leans down, frowning as she reads the heading. This was a language long forgotten… and although there are still parts of the passage that are too damaged to read, or simply not fully readable, it makes sense overall. “Shadow Wraiths…” Her heart thunders as she scans the page. “Shadow wraiths are subspecies of the wraith family… What on earth… they don’t exist.” “Are you sure?” I ask, sitting back and looking up at her.

He said softly. Silence breaking. -------------------------------------------------- What the hell did Tara see in Jake's mind. What is going on outside? Will the vampires attack? Will the prophecy be fulfilled? Oh my God!!! Please read to find out more. BTW, I'm sad. I have to inform you that Chasing Tara is ending soon. Only a few chapters to go. Please read, vote, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

“Thanks for cooling out your mate. I’m sure you know this whole plan hinges on who exactly finds you.” I cautiously looked up. They were still joined at the hip, but nothing that would be too nosey to observe. “Yeah. I just didn’t get quite far enough in planning to figure out how to orchestrate those people finding me. Gregory had me up and moving a bit too soon, I think…” Chandler’s smile was infectious. “Not possible. We had a plan already. You joining the cause just makes things a bit easier.” “So?” “So, the two Wulvers that have a bit of rogue scent - my mate and myself just from proximity to her - have been lurking around the border. We’ll spend the next few days drawing them out for y

Thinking of loan sharks striked fear through her heart. If they could be somehow free from them! The doorbell rang and she jumped in fright. It was past midday. Almost 3 in the afternoon. Who would come at such an odd time? With that though, she went to the front to open it. Ethan had also come out of his room curious to see who was at the door. Eloisa would not come at this time. Yoonah opened the door to her worst fear. The loan sharks were standing there. She silently led them inside. She had forgotten today's date. Ethan quickly went to call Eloisa. He knew her mother could not handle them alone.

Twigs snapped underfoot, unseen creatures growled in the shadows, and the air grew colder, carrying with it the faint stench of decay. When they finally emerged into a small clearing, Sasha stopped to catch her breath. The open space was a welcome reprieve from the oppressive forest, but something about it felt wrong. The air was too still, too quiet. And then she saw it—a figure standing at the edge of the clearing, cloaked in darkness. Its glowing red eyes pierced through the night, locking onto her. The Wraithlord. Sasha instinctively stepped in front of Ethan, her body trembling but defiant. “Stay back!” she shouted, though her voice wavered.

"I told them that you are into this hunting thing and are fighting for all Vampires to be safe from other creatures." I step two steps closer to him with the full intention to take him by the collar, "Do you perhaps have any idea who the Windchasers are?" "Mmm, I believe that they are the best hunters. I for sure shall be terrified of them." "Well, good, for I am going to tell him that you told every single Vampire in Scotland that I am going to kill the boy." But that is not my concern; I do wish to know why has the Vampires on that side of the world become afraid of the pesky little boy.

Basically, she was saying that Ashton was a great hero who'd come to save her. … Ashton and Hector's group arrived at the East Port at almost the same time. A sweep of the area with his senses enabled Ashton to pick up on the presence of Hector and the others first. After a brief pause, he concealed himself. Once the fight broke out between Hector's group and the Wraiths, Ashton planned on sneaking onboard The Horizon and rescuing Celia. "Our undercover operative confirmed that Dex Olsen, the leader of the Wraiths, is a peak B-ranked expert. Another member named Tucker Davis is also a B-ranked, while the rest are mostly C-ranked and below. There should be around 20 of them in total," Hector

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.

Mellisa's POV My heart pounded so hard in my chest, it hurt so bad. I rubbed my hand against her face gently, cuddling her close. Tears streamed down my face. “Aiden, please help!” I screamed through the mindlink. “What's wrong, Alpha?” I could feel his concern through the mindlink. “Intruder! We have an Intruder! Tell Dr. Freda to come here immediately, Cheryl's been shot with silver and wolves bane.” “Who's Cheryl?” He asks, confused.