Tighnari X Cyno Novels & Stories

As I heard him whispering sweet nothings to my ear, I realized that I might be in trouble because my mate would not just be one, but two. Our Alphas were twins: Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson and Elijah Lynx Stephenson. My childhood best friends! To be continued…

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Dan's weight on me was too much and I couldn’t break his grip on me. My legs were pinned by his legs hooked around me and my hands held above my head by his. His breath smelt sweet and unusual; it was sickening. He held his face close to mine when his phone rang in his pocket. He jumped off me and I started screaming. He ran out of the room slamming the door behind him, my screams were pointless. However, it was the first sign of hope. If I could somehow submit to him and get his phone from him, I might be able to reach out.

In his right hand, the alloy blade rattled inside its leather sheath, a high-pitched scream begging for blood. His pupils spiraled out of control. Ice-blue drowned under a surge of violent steel-gray, and the silver wolf markings blazed across his skin, spreading wider. From the arena's eight exit tunnels came the synchronized, thunderous march of heavy armored boots—the Third Lord's private soldiers, sealing off the arena entirely. Cain didn't spare them a single glance. His beast was roaring, drowning out all reason. Tear the old viper apart. Crush every single creature who dares to look at her into a pulp beneath his boots.

“I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you the way through the mountains, which is the only way to get through the enemy territory undetected. A lot is at stake with this mission, and I am counting on you both to execute it perfectly. You may now take your leave.” “Sir.” They both saluted before leaving the Colonel’s tent. ! !

Altair replied briefly, his mind fully focused on Andhara. At that moment, Andhara finally attacked. With incredible speed, the black wolf leapt towards Cygnus. Her fangs bared, aiming for her opponent's neck. Cygnus, who was already prepared, quickly dodged and countered with a claw strike. The impact made a loud noise, and the snow around them flew up from their strength.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

With them and my sister, no one can defeat the trio unbeatable but I wish they weren't that over-protective of us. I remembered that one time, Faine and I went to a nightclub with a couple of friends just to have fun, we were dancing on the platform where many people joined us and had fun like us. Yelling and singing like idiots, also alcohols but who snitched on us and told our siblings that we were at a nightclub? I'm still searching for the guilty because of them we were dragged out by two fucking big ass warriors. It's been 5 years since we didn't see them, they are the knights of the Rosla. Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the

He whickered as I set his saddle down on the railing, snuffling my pockets for mints as I brushed him down. Tino was a big brute of an Irish Draught cross. An ex-hunter, certainly owned by someone who was more about the excitement than the skill. I’d picked him up from auction, my heart in my throat as I’d bid against some dealer from the Forest of Dean. Fuck knows what would have happened to Tino if I’d have been outbid, but I’d known he was for me from the moment our eyes met across the sale yard.