Tone Rion Novels & Stories

If Draven’s touch is fire, then Kael’s is the raw pulse of the storm: unpredictable, addictive, and always on the verge of another strike. Rion takes his time. He settles at the foot of the bed, legs folded beneath him, blue eyes reflecting the distant, unhurried patience of glaciers. Of the three, only he avoids the easy assumption of ownership; he simply watches, his cool gaze sweeping over the aftermath of their carnage as if searching for some hidden pattern or deeper meaning. His hands are cold when they find her thigh, tracing idle, hypnotic designs up and down her skin—soothing, yes, but with the clinical thoroughness of a healer cataloging the damage. There’s a question in his silenc

Before Caleb could rush to the parquet floor, the music changed to a fast-paced dance and Alfred released Diana. Curbing his temper, Caleb sat back down at Nicol’s table. “Hell,” Nicol said to Caleb and motioned to another man—about the same shorter stature, around five-ten, with brown hair tinged with red. “Ross is headed this way. Guess he’ll think I couldn’t score again.” Caleb took his eyes off Diana and stared at Nicole. “You said you hadn’t courted any lupus garou.”

I asked as he took a shot too. “Emory.” “I’m Iris, well I guess you kinda already knew that didn’t you.” Emory chuckled as he wiped his mouth. “Yeah.” We sat there drinking together for about twenty minutes before I got too hot and needed a breath of fresh air. I excused myself and found myself wandering to the same side door that leads out to the patio. I drunkenly hopped from stone to stone as something warm and powerful in my chest pulled me towards the cliff's edge. I stood there at the edge for a moment, hypnotized by the waves going back and forth. The water sparkled brightly as the light from the full moon shone onto them. A noise draws me from my trance, it’s Emory and he’s standing

Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly. God, please save my son. He is the only one I've left in this world, my reason to live. I don't want to lose my Eren a second time. "Hayat." I open my eyes when I hear Toni's voice. He is standing in front of me, Troy in his arms. "Eren is a fighter. He will make it." He says, giving me a comforting smile.

she comes at me probably to hit me I catch both her hands and mind link her. ‘She’s Tys mate, we simply had something private to discuss’ “really?! Oh my Gods!” she says out loud trying to get from me to Roro ‘no honey, she doesn’t know it yet, so please behave’ she stops and looks up me ‘I’ll tell you later, just behave’ “sorry dear, my name is Doria, Doria Moon” “it’s lovely to meet you Luna Doria” “oh I’m not Luna anymore dear, Doria is fine, do you call him Alpha Zachary?” “no just Zach” “then please just call me Doria, okay?”

Andrius pointed at Noir and introduced him, “He’s Noir.” Andrius then explained, “This is Rainbow Conery, Luna’s cousin. She’s here to study, and she seems to be a military otaku.” “Hi! Hi! Nice to meet you!” When Noir heard Rainbow was a military otaku, he got up and saluted her formally before he stretched his hand out for a handshake. Rainbow was thrilled. She shook his hand lightly because her hand was shaking. “Join us.” Noir pulled the chair beside Andrius and signaled Rainbow to sit down.

She didn't expect the always-aloof Terry to suddenly get involved in this argument. Terry shot a cold glare at Liana. "I don't know anything about music? Liana, how dare you. That girl is right. You're really pathetic if you don't even have the guts to admit that you're wrong." Looking at Liana's defeated expression, as if she had been poured cold water, Ronin felt an inexplicable sense of comfort in his heart. "Who's this guy? He's so awesome. Why doesn't anyone refute his claims?" It was not long since he came to the school, so not knowing about the school's affairs was normal.

But he had two hooves, ten fingers, a tail, and the little nubs that one day will be his horns. I wrapped him in the dark green blanket after cleaning him off. “I present our son, Teskos.” I smiled as I passed him to Melite. She was pale and sweaty but smiling. “Hello, my little one.” she cooed, taking him, rubbing her noses against his. “He’s perfect, Asterion. He looks so much like you.” she sighed. “Yes, but there are some blonde hairs in his fur. He gets that from you.” I smiled as I watched her shift her hold to let him latch at her breast.

But, he wasn't. " Daddy, I am here. Catch me," Rion said with his baby voice. Roman said touching VR suddenly," Catch me, Daddy." Chuckling brightly VR forwarded his legs. His brows curled with confusion after touching a soft body. Removing the blindfold, he adjusted to the sudden light and found that Orni was standing in front of her. He gulped down looking at her furious eyes. " Mumma.....Mumma.........He said he is our Daddy too," Roman & Rion said happily running towards Orni.

"So, I will let Amanda take the title of Luna—I don't want to make things harder for Kelvin. However, I refuse to break the rules of our clan. After all, I am the daughter of the Southern Werewolf General. No she-wolf in our bloodline has ever been claimed as a mate without holding the title of Luna," I said, my voice calm, but resolute. "That's why I've come today, Luna. Our bond may have been arranged by the Alpha, but I seek your blessing… I want to reject him as my mate."