Twilight Sulpicia の小説・ストーリー

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

Francis said, smiling at his favorite child. However, in his heart he was nervous for her, today is her eighteenth birthday yet he can't still feel her wolf. He is afraid of discovering she inherited her mother's weak bloodline after all. In his lineage, they normally have their first shift at seventeen. Scarlett, his second daughter, already shifted when she turned seventeen three months ago. When Aurelia turned seventeen, she had been unable to shift. He intensified the training he gave her and fed her some precious elixir that cost him millions of wolf currency. However, he still couldn't feel her wolf, he feared for her.

Twilight cast a violet glow through the harem’s high windows as Scarlett and the Omegas were ushered into a steamy bathing chamber deep within the harem, its air thick with steam and the heady scent of roses. Wooden tubs, carved with wolf motifs and spaced generously apart, stood filled with warm water, their surfaces dotted with crimson rose petals that floated like blood on snow, like a small oasis of luxury that felt like a mockery of their servitude.

Family tree for the children relative to this book. Damian, Theo & Xavier's Kids; (Damien's by birth) Coal, 20 years old tribrid; werewolf/bear/Vampire, Alpha (Fraternal Twins⬆️⬇️) Lydia, 20 years old, Beta; submissive Micah, 18 years old, hybrid; werewolf/bear Vivian15 years old, Full-Blooded vampire, Beta dominant. (Theo's by birth)

“It’s petty, but this person could be of use to us. Have you heard the story of the White Wolf?” “No.” Hemlock groaned and shook his head at me. I felt like I shouldn’t have said anything while he looked at me like I was stupid. “The White Wolf is a bitch called Sylvia, who looks like a dog; just like you. Her fur is pure white, so you can’t miss her, but she is very fast. We tried to capture her in the past a few years back with another Soul Stealer, but she found out our plan and ripped his head off. She has two children, Ringo and Orlando; you can try to get to her through them if you can. Her brother, Xaivier, is always around; killing him first before making a move would be wise.”

Alex questioned, reaching out to grab a piece of clothing from atop a branch of the tree we were standing beneath, which he unhurriedly pulled over his naked, muscular chest. "Alex, this is Maya," Sylvia pulled me forward to stand next to her, "Maya, Alex." "Alex, Maya is the Luna of Twilight City and Travis' mate," She added in explanation, giving him a meaningful look. His expression took on a new turn and I noticed how he began to pay me more attention, looking me over as if scrutinising me from head to toe. I felt compelled to shrink my neck before his gaze but held myself back; Sylvia had already introduced me as the Luna; it would not do well for Travis' reputation if I appeared too me

She approached me with her charming smile. "Hi!" She held out her hand to shake. "I am Halia Wraithborn, the twin sister of Hades Wraithborn. Nice to meet you, my savior!" My face crimsoned as she called me savior twice. I shook hands with her. "The pleasure's mine, Lady Halia. I am Elysia Celeriac, the commander of the Moonlit Silver Wolf Army!"

Resting heavily against her collarbone is a platinum pendant, a howling wolf encircled by a crown of thorns and a crescent moon. "Is that what I think it is?" I ask, staring at the ancient seal, a profound sense of awe and terror washing over me. Valerius nods slowly, his face pale. "Yeah. The woman on Draven’s arm appears to be a Royal Lycan. The Rose of Light."

Twilight was setting and Mildred knew it was time for her to leave her home territory to the home of the vampire hybrids. She would have preferred to just reach out to them with a part of her soul that was connected to them but she wanted to find a way to mend their relationship in person first at least.

Scarlett’s POV Elara took a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of caution and determination. "Swiftclaw's origins are shrouded in darkness, Scarlett," she began, her voice laden with a heavy weight. "He is the son of a powerful wolf who was entangled with demons, seeking to harness their dark magic for his own purposes. It is believed that this union tainted Swiftclaw's bloodline, infusing him with an inherent darkness and an insatiable thirst for vengeance."