The Fallen House Of Ardan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Ardan smiled as he walked in, his gaze darting between the both of us. He rubbed his temple, making us know he had something to say. Something we might not be pleased to hear. Maverick said, “Go straight to the point” Ardan's lips pressed into a thin line before he spoke. “The poison just wasn't meant to kill” He was laying the rest of the truth on the table. “It was crafted to break your soul bond, fracture you, and drive you to madness or death” Ardan added. My face creased.

A debt to an old ghost I never repaid. I wasn't supposed to want her. Not like this. But I did. I wanted to ruin her the way Mireille ruined me. --- Ardyn’s POV By late afternoon, I found another locked door. I’d begun wandering the halls again, unable to sit still. The mansion was too big to be a home—it was a fortress. A cage disguised in gold and silence. This particular door was old. Dusty. Like no one had touched it in years. But the key was still in the lock.

As I followed him, I glanced back one last time. Ardan was already seated again, pouring wine into his cup as though he hadn’t just pledged treason against his Alpha. Bianca leaned close to him, whispering something only he could hear. They were partners, in ambition if not in everything else. I turned away, following the servant down the corridor. Our mission wasn’t done, but the path was finally clear. Daemon would have his wolves. And Ardan would have his crown, if Daemon pleases. ******** Ezra was restless all through the night, the soft pads of his footsteps disrupting my sleep. I stirred from one side of the bed to another until I was forced to sit up.

Like men who'd finally understood that the boy they raised was gone, and in his place stood a king who would not be threatened, not in his own palace, not in his own kingdom and not over the woman he'd chosen. Kade didn't make it far. He fell twice, clutching his hand, screaming for his wife. The guards didn't help him up the second time. They just kicked him forward until he got moving again. Arden stayed on the steps until they were out of sight. Then he turned and walked back inside. The hall felt lighter and bigger now. The air is fresh. Caden walked up to Arden in awe, this was the Arden he knew before. "What you did, don't you think it's too much?"

He tapped my shoulder and then uttered, “Good luck, Diana.” And he left just like that, leaving me standing facing the wooden door with an aghast expression. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when the door creaked open, showing Dante looking extremely handsome but pissed. Dante closed the door while keeping his eyes on me, and then he walked straight to me and stopped when we were only an arm’s length away. “How have you been, Adrianne? Or should I call you Diana?” His low voice almost made Snow growled. I could feel that my wolf was lusting after this male, and having him this close didn’t help at all. All that traitor wolf thought was jumped on him.

“The northern stronghold of Drenhaven has fallen. Humans struck it down—wolves scattered, many fled and made camp in the forests. The banner of Eldoria rises where our own once stood.” My fingers twitched against the throne. “When?” I growled, the sound sharp enough to cut the hush that followed. Elias dared to lift his head, defiance in the tilt of his chin. “While you slept. I dispatched men to cull them, but a day has passed. None have returned. I fear…” His lips curved faintly, “…they are already lost.” A murmur surged through the court. One voice broke through, raw and incredulous: “This makes no sense! Eldoria has fallen. Its king is dead. Their throne burned. How do they keep rising f

Everyone’s gaze shifted to Aran. “I lifted the spell as soon as Silas arrived,” Aran explained, getting to his feet with a frown. “I didn’t cast any further spells,” he added quickly. Using his powers, he tried to find out what was preventing them from leaving the territory. But the moment his magic touched the source of the block, he recoiled in agony. Thunder and lightning split the sky above them, and Aran staggered, vomiting blood as he collapsed to his knees. “ARAN!” Alpha Gideon yelled, rushing to his side. “What’s wrong?!”

He looked at the beautiful brown eyes he adored. ​If I swing this sword right now, I'm exactly like my evil father, Ardon realized, his heart breaking. Executing the man I love will only continue the endless cycle of violence. Jaceon built his throne on blood and fear. I refuse to be a monster. I want to change the world. ​Ardon loved Bimby too much to let him die, and thus, his heart overpowered his rigid pride. ​Ardon made a shocking choice. He lowered his arms slowly, opened his hands,and dropped the sword into the rushing ocean. The weapon sank beneath the foaming blue waves, gone forever.

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

They share a strong bonding of friendship. “Bye.” Ana waved back from her study table. When the door closed, she hunched back and continued finishing her assignment. It was almost midnight her stomach ached feeling her bladder full. She dropped her pen and went inside the adjacent washroom. Undoing her long on hold bladder, she pressed the flush button. A glass broken sound pricked her ears and she recalled how she forgot to lock the door despite Scarlet reminding her. She gasped when she heard footsteps inside her room. The hair behind her nape rose up in alert mode. Someone is in the house!!! Thief!!!