Tone Rion Novels & Stories

*** NOTES ON RION'S MENTAL TRAUMA: Rion's mental trauma started at this age, five years old, after he lost his mother. His personality was already split into four before he met Rose: Bee - the child who wants his mother's hug Jack - the fun-loving guy who represents Rion's desire to escape responsibilities as the future king with harsh training by his grandfather Rine - who always wants to kill himself, representing Rion's frustration about his life and how just wanted to die A puppy - when he was trained harshly by his grandfather, little Rion sometimes felt jealous of those dogs outside who could run around and play as they pleased. He sometimes wished he was just a dog, not a crown prince

I say, throwing back the tequila and breathing sharply through my teeth, “but why are you?” He shrugs and tosses back his vodka like it’s nothing. “Looked like you could use a drinking buddy.” “Ahh, a pity party with ample booze,” I say, grabbing my Jägermeister. “Works for me.” By round three, my mind starts to loosen up, the tension in my chest easing ever so slightly. Rion seems to relax too—less Beta, more… normal, I guess. And I shouldn't be suspicious of him… it's not fair.

He’d rather have his mate twistedly wicked than not have her at all. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ “Remember Alpha, you mustn’t break the connection before the toxin has been completely removed.” Ronin nodded, holding his claws up as he waded towards Liora. Water rippled around him gently until he stood at her head. The soft light made her features look even more ethereal, highlighting her lips, which had turned slightly blue.

"Then stop talking about me like I'm a math problem." He looked at me. His eyes were sharp. "You are a variable." "Rylan." "A relevant one. I'm not trying to be a dick, I'm being…” "Annoying," Torin said. He was in the corner, laying out weapons with this intense focus, like he was using it as an excuse to stay out of the argument. Rylan turned to look at him. Torin didn't look back. Just kept sorting blades. Kaelen went back to his scroll.

All these she said in rapid succession, after which she blinked puppy eyes at the one she had called Rio. He was the one standing directly in front of the door. He stepped aside and opened the door, as he said. “You are supposed to show your ID, princess.” “I am the ID, baby,” Toria said as she blew him a kiss. "Bitch,” she heard the first person in line say as she passed. “I love you too," Toria said with a wink as she went inside with Reyona. Just before the blast of music deafened her to everything else, Reyona heard what Rio said to the guy in a forbidden tone. “You are not qualified to be in here.”

~Elena~ "Welcome, my future Luna." The words barely had time to settle before Crystal stiffened like she’d been struck. The air froze. Then— "Excuse me?" she snapped, voice like a blade, sharp and cold. Trevor turned, unreadable, but Crystal was already seething. "I am the future Luna," she spat, her fingers digging into Ryan’s arm like claws. "Not her." Her gaze burned into Trevor’s, daring him to challenge her. Daring him to argue.

“I defended the peace.” Ryan’s jaw tightened. “You’re forgetting something.” She looked at him. “That man,” he said quietly, “tried to kill you.” Her body reacted before her mind did. She flinched. The memory came back without permission. Lucien’s face twisted with grief and rage. Ria’s name was like a curse on his lips. The way he’d accused Aria, blamed her, eyes wild, hands shaking. The sudden lunge. His fingers crushed her throat as he tried to squeeze life out of her.

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?

"What do you want? Do you know whose lady this is? You better leave now!" "Blah, blah, blah!" Scarface said nonchalantly. "Who cares about who she belongs to. As long as I look at her face, I will let her go. But don't think you can just escape from my hand." The three dark figures next to each other laughed and agreed. One of them with a big mole on his face said. "Ronan, this other little human girl looks pretty too. She's so beautiful. You can give her to us if you don't want to."

“Dell, calm down.” “What the hell is going on out here?” Tobias asks as Ronin catches his mate before he can morph into his wolf. Instead, he starts yelling at the top of his lungs. “Where is my daughter…. What has your son done to my daughter!” Just as fast as his anger had come it dissipates as he falls in his mate’s arms, silent tears running down his face. Turning, he buries his face in Ronin’s chest. A flabbergasted Tobias steps outside. His mate, right behind him.