Ultramarines Novels & Stories

Robb glanced at her and interrupted, “ This isn't the moon crystal, it's a fake, someone made it look like the moon crystal to deceive you, ” Amaria's eyes widened in disbelief. She shook her head and tried processing everything she just heard. “ Then what is it? ” Dove asked. “ It's Larq, a crystal made from pure infant blood, this was normally used back in the days to lure Daemons into a trap. Daemons sure love the smell and taste of an infant's blood, it stimulates their appetite and makes them go madly hungry. But now it is considered as an illegal act to sell or produce this thing.” Robb explained.

"These areas were also investigated and it's not good. They found more remains." "Remains?" Lucas raised his scarred eyebrow. "They're mass graves." Alex replied. "We think we have found the missing Blue Mountain pack." Before any of the males could speak again, Ursula burst into the room, her eyes wide. Ordinarily Lucas would have something to say about people barging into a meeting uninvited but when he saw the look of horror on his friend's face, any thoughts of reprimanding the witch went out the window. His first thought was something was wrong with Chloe. He had left her with Ursula after all and yet he couldn't feel anything through the mate bond that he hadn't felt before.

Irina managed to bring Malia to the middle of the forest, one of the wild forests on the outskirts of Moonwood City. The forest bordering Northernwood and Eastwood, a place where Archie's misfortune, Ash's best friend, has been turned into a hybrid by Damien. Dark. There is no light coming in at all. In fact, the crescent light couldn't sneak through even a speck of things. Malia's tiny body shook violently. She shuddered at the sound of a lick on her left side. At that time, Irina was licking the rest of Malia's blood that stained her long nails.

There was a large waterfall at the entrance, and colorful lanterns — black, pink, and purple — were placed high in the trees with colored lights in the shape of stars. There were many vendors scattered around the area selling merchandise related to the planets, and there were stations with all kinds of games and activities. Huge statues of Mars, Saturn, Neptune, and all the other planets surrounded the area. The dance area was decorated with LED lights and the moon at the center. It was so amazing. "It's beautiful," I told Nicholas. "It is," he agreed. Nicholas took me by the hand and guided me to the nearest stalls full of merchandise. I looked at the tables. There, placed in neat lines, we

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

Our eyes met briefly, my lips parting to speak, but he silenced me with a subtle shake of his head. Later. I allowed myself to be guided through the glowing camp, heart pounding. As Varyon closed the hut door behind us, leaving Thorne and Nymeris to handle the unexpected guests, I noticed the respectful, almost reverent, looks the pack members cast toward the newcomers. A knot formed in my throat. Unable to hold back any longer, I turned to Varyon. "Who are they?" His gaze settled on me, heavy with unspoken meaning. "You would only recognize them if you had seen them before. But you’ve certainly heard their name." He paused. "The Ulmarakyn. Immortal beings. Direct descendants of our ancestor

glowed with a steady, sapphire light. "And?" Audrey asked. "The Sea of Salt’s End isn't a cliff, Mother. It’s a bridge," Mara said, handing over a roll of new, high-density parchment. "There are islands. Not made of glass or ice, but of living wood. They have their own resonance. They call it 'The Pulse'."

He suppressed a shudder. "The Hvergelmir Dewfalls," Ulfhild answered, her voice pitched louder to overcome the resounding rush of the water. "They are said to be the source of all the water in all the rivers. Very powerful magicks are manifested here." Brand's jaw tightened at the confirmation of his thoughts. Talk of magicks made his skin crawl but he was determined to ignore the feeling and try to relieve his mate's distress. A flash of red in the trees past the rushing waters of the falls caught his eye. "Is that it, then?" he asked, pointing his chin toward the red-painted building in the distance.

“My secret weapon.” I said nothing, carefully threading my feet until I was back on the edge of the bed where I sat with my pendant in hand. Thomas dragged a chair to the space beside me. “Is it some kind of magic rock that you're going to be needing to curse Maya again?” “Its called lumaris.” “Lumuris?” “No.” I corrected sternly, “Lumaris. This rock is made from the dust of the actual powers Fire and ice wolves have. It is the most powerful secret weapon we could ever need.”

“To kill or save, the future cannot be delayed but history also cannot be denied” “Mom, what later happened to Amelia?” Marcus asked halfheartedly as he had begun to fall asleep after listening to his bedtime story “Amelia gave birth to three children which developed into the three major families we have in the clan now, the Fault family which your father belongs to, the Fillion family which I came from and the Fara family which your best friend Jasmine belong to.” Genevieve explained with a smile as she tucked her son into bed