Terra X Aqua Novels & Stories

Grayson says taking the glass pieces from my hand and continuing to clear them from the floor. Zac’s concern is etched on his face as he sees the tiny dots of blood on my palm. I smile politely and bow, “Alpha Austin, Alpha Raymond, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Congratulations Luna Isla,” Alpha Austin says returning my bow. “Yes yes, congratulations Luna. I sure hope you didn’t hurt yourself just now... Seems the glass may have been a bit..weak” Alpha Raymond says with a wink. I tense up at his words and just smile.

It was like staring at a corpse, only this corpse was liquid. Kai squatted to his haunches and looked at the water, suddenly filled with the weird urge to touch the surface. He stretched forth his hands, his fingertips inching slowly and slowly to the water that seemed to be calling him. When his fingertips were about to graze the surface he heard a sharp noise I from tod him coming from the woods. He lifted himself to his feet and peered forward. Kai tried shifting to his werewolf vision but found out that it was impossible to do so. He frowned and tried again, getting the same response.

Yara sat at the edge of his bed, her mind trailing back to the first time they met, till the drive, their first kiss, the first time she came to his room, their first sex, the day he told her the meaning of why he called her teqs, the first time she was truly reassured about her existence. She repeated the chant one more time, “ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒆. 𝑴𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂� �𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.” Then she laid her head gradually on his pillow, inhaling his scent, like he was there with her, like he was presen

I inquired holding back the details of that very place being the place I was reborn. “Everything about the Bluemoon Pack is different which makes it confusing to our enemies and spies. The Lumar is like a stream enclosed in a cave and is also habitat to two spiritual fishes. But these aren't any kind of normal species, there are sacred fishes put in there by the moon goddess, male and female. They represent the Pack's blessing and because of them we get to harvest bountiful farm produce twice every year which is not the same with other Packs because they only get to harvest once every year.

Freya’s POV “Freya…” The voice was timid, almost a whisper. I looked up from the pile of freshly laundered sheets—as I’d been doing more laundry than necessary these days, just to keep my mind distracted. Turning, I found one of the Lyra Omega guards, a girl named Maris, hovering nervously near the doorway. Her hands twisted the edge of her apron like she was wringing out a secret. “What is it?” I asked, setting the sheets down carefully, my eyes narrowing. I could feel it, the tension in her, the unspoken fear she carried.

Xienma, Xavier, and Cassie found themselves standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking a raging river, its waters swirling violently below. "Stay close!" Xavier shouted, feeling the pull of the rushing water. "We need to work together!" The river roared, and waves crashed against the rocks, threatening to pull them in. Xienma focused on her bond with Xavier and Cassie, channeling the energy of the Moonflower. "We can do this! Let’s use our connection to control the water!" As they reached out to the river, the water responded to their combined energy, swirling in intricate patterns. They focused, pouring their intentions into the water, shaping it to create a bridge across the torrent. The

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Alexander waves his hand in the air between them, his scent escalating until it feels as though the air is thick with humidity, as if the sky is about to crack open and start a downpour. "How could I have told you when this is what I've been afraid of all along?!" Alexander takes another step back, one of his palms coming up to cover his eyes, shielding Adom from the pool of agony swimming in them. The air is thick enough now that Adom feels it pushing on his shoulders from above, a weight so heavy that his body can barely move. Adom reaches his hand out and clasps onto Alexander, doing his best to stabilize the other alpha.

Nathaniel's temple throbbed, and his chest felt as though an iron weight had fallen upon it, shattering not only his ribs but the shield around his heart. Pain flowed in searing rivers as his heart released knowledge that had been locked away through fear and chained by the creature that gnawed at his soul. The name of the beast. '...Marquis of fire, rider of the black steed! Through flames and words, be present with me. Accept the offering and appear to me...Kiamaris...master of the hidden.' Nathaniel's legs buckled. Willpower and a grip on the railing kept him standing. Now he remembered. The ritual written in blood, the shadowy grandeur of the summoned beast.

Jacob’s relaxation zone, by the looks of it. The entire room is made out of glass, but even though they look naturally transparent at first glance, they’re actually as opaque as a brick wall. The floor displays a sort of sea blue colour when the group walks in; its incredible feedback feature giving them all the illusion of walking on an actual sea whenever they move. “Can everyone please excuse us for a moment?” Jacob says when everything has settled. “I need to speak to Tekna alone.” Everyone except Andrew leaves immediately. Apparently, he’s not used to scrambling at Jacob’s order; at least not yet.