The Night Ends With Fire Book 2 Novels & Stories

Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth. Veyra’s escape in Chapter 26 left a curse, her red eyes vowing revenge, while Soren's prophecy shadowed the dawn: "A greater darkness rises—the eternal crescent calls new blood." It hooked for Book 2, Alya's growth sealed, the pack united but forever changed.

I roll over on top of her, pulling her leg over my shoulder and sliding inside her. Fire begins flickering around her mouth as I take control of her mouth, her body, and her mind, flooding her with my love, pushing it into her as hard and fast as I thrust into her. I swallow her moans, and whimpers and cries, and when she comes, exploding around me, the bed lights on fire. “That’s right, my dragon, burn in the fire of our love,” I growl, not stopping until much, much later, long after we left the bed in ashes.

⸻ And a woman stepped out. ⸻ Silver eyes. ⸻ Dark hair. ⸻ A calm smile. ⸻ Exactly like the girl from the memory. ⸻ Exactly like Nyra. ⸻ She held a black book in her hands. 📖🖤 ⸻ The title glowed. ⸻ THE END OF REALITY ⸻ Nyra smiled. ⸻ Then looked directly at Ilyaan. ⸻ And spoke the words that shattered everything.

Until we meet again, sweet girl, I hope you're dancing with the angles. END OF BOOK ONE

The last thing I saw and heard before all went black was Remy mid shifting rushing back into the apartment and a blood-curdling cackle of laughter. *Author's note: Hope you all are enjoying the story. We are nearing the end of Kalama's journey, only 3 chapters more to go, and we would have to say goodbye to Kalama and the rest. There will not be an update on this Friday as it's Christmas day. I'll be back on Monday the 28th with new updates. I wish you all a Merry Christmas. And don't forget to follow me on my author's page for more information on updates and upcoming projects for next year. Link: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKindraWhite

LUCIEN AFOLAYAN At exactly two in the morning, my massive frame stands perfectly still inside the private study of the stronghold, my golden alpha eyes gazing out the reinforced glass window. The midnight moon is completely hidden behind a dense wall of pitch-black storm clouds, a environmental layout that fills my inner beast with a heavy, dangerous wave of unease.

I trusted too much so that's the result. I closed my eyes. I don't feel too cold anymore because of the big bonfire outside. It gives heat to the surroundings. After our mission here in Waldorf, we will be heading to Mythion. That would be my last mission and a chance to be with Elijah. I feel sad again because of that thought. But I know I can do anything. I can move on. It will be hard, but I know I will. After all, nothing is easy, only determination is needed to overcome everything.

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

- I just finished my homework only to suddenly remember that I have a project with the devil that is due in three days. I refuse to work with her out of school. Who knows what her intentions are. My phone begins to ring from my night table effectively cutting off my thoughts. I reach over and unplug the device before sliding the 'accept' button and waiting for the video chat to connect. As it connects I'm met with the face of Faith. "How did your talk with Aurelia go?" She asks, skipping the greetings "Nice to see you too, Faith" I say with a small laugh as I lean my back against my headboard

Elena *****Nightfall — Camp Beyond the Ruins***** The fires were smaller tonight. Controlled. No screams. No collapsing towers. Just the quiet crackle of flames and the low murmur of warriors setting camp among ash and broken stone. The twins were finally asleep, wrapped in cloaks too big for them, their breaths even against my chest. Finn had one fist tangled in my shirt. Fia’s fingers twitched now and then, like she was dreaming of something she couldn’t escape.