Unseelie Novels & Stories

she said rubbing her shoulders. "Your Gabriel is so much more supportive and loving. All mine does is keep secrets and treat me like a damsel in distress." She said Scarlette could see that her other self was falling into self-pity depression. And she was not going to have it. "Sweetie, you need to accept yourself for what you are. A demi-goddess. Your name is Scarlette Helle, of the Helle bloodline, you are more powerful than you could ever imagine! You don't have to feel like a damsel in distress if you don't want to." She said to herself. "Helle Bloodline?" The other asked.

My heart slams against my ribs, but my feet keep moving like someone else is controlling them. The moment I step over the mushrooms, the world beneath me disappears. I’m suddenly standing on polished black stone that mirrors a swirling violet-and-black sky. It’s suddenly so cold, cutting straight through my jacket. “Well, well… a lost little bird.” The voice is low, smoky, and sounds very dangerous. I whirl around and nearly fall. He’s leaning against a throne of twisted black iron. Wren. I've heard tales about him, I know exactly what he is: the Unseelie Prince.

The evilest of men to walk the surface of the earth. A man whom the devil himself would like to take some lessons from. If you must dine with the devil, then you must use a long spoon they say, but even with a long spoon, it is impossible to dine with Jason Stanford and escape unscathed. He is a true definition of a monster, covered with flesh, truly a wolf in sheep's clothing. I sigh as I get up the bed and pick up my backpack. I might as well get going, there's no use thinking about the man, who upended my family and ruined life as I knew it.

"Hailey has never had a mate. She uses that story to prey on the new girls. She likes to break things that are pure." Hailey let out a sharp, mocking laugh that echoed against the stone walls. "Pure? There is nothing pure about her, cousin. She smells like death and darkness. I doubt Dracula would want anything pure. I just wanted to see what the fuss was about before he claims her." "Shut up Hailey!" Ezekiel glared at her but she continued stabbing my heart further. "I don't think she's worth the safety of our family and pack. it's best if we give her to the dark witches and Dracula to do with her as they please.."

“Don’t run on my account. I’m not here to interrupt anything.” His eyes dragged over my body again, slow and deliberate. “Though from the look of things, I might be just in time to join.” My face burned. My pussy clenched hard at his words. “I was just… helping Nova dry off,” Elias muttered, the shy boy back in full force. “The rain caught us both.” Rafael chuckled, low and filthy. He shrugged out of his wet shirt, revealing the full spread of tattoos across his chest and arms — roses, skulls, script in a language I didn’t recognize.

Then, something in her eyes made me realize that she was truly the mother of the man who had held me back earlier. “You’re a charmer,” she said before smiling calmly. “Where am I?” I asked cautiously. “You’re in the Crescent Pack,” Selene said without hesitation. “It’s a border pack that lies between the land of the sorceresses and human lands. It’s one of the most powerful packs on our continent and is led by my son, Arsel.” The name resonated through my body like a call. I clenched my hands and looked at her carefully. “Aren’t you the leader?” I asked cautiously.

Then the doctor ran in as we stepped back and Xavier growled as he was male, unmated and unmarked as far as we could tell. "I came as quickly as I could, alpha, what's going on?" he asks, looking at the unconscious girl in front of me. A gasp of fear and shock escapes him and he backs away. "You have to kick her out!! I cannot treat her! She's the Cursed Rogue!! She matches the description perfectly! Alpha, she cannot-" I snapped. "SILENCE!" Xavier roared. It was rare for our wolves to actually speak on their own like that without their human counterpart, but in this instance, I was right along with him. The doctor instantly closed his mouth and bowed his head in submission.

“Though we’re getting better at it. Anyway, long story short, I moved away, and when my dad died, I came back to settle things up, ran into Talen and the guys again, and…” “We knew we belonged together,” Talen concluded as they stepped out into the courtyard. “And that was just as the storm broke and shit hit the fan,” Aislen said as they strolled across the grass towards the tree line in the distance. “And now here we are, just putting out one forest fire after another and trying to get through the day without dying. Speaking of which,” she added brightly to the cameras which both Jacinta and Penn had focused on her. “We are approaching the tree line and looking into the main entrance to th

As he stared me down with those evil, glowing eyes that haunted me, his voice suddenly entered my head. “I’m coming for you, Celtic Wolf.” He threatened in a deep, rumbling baritone. “Selene dares to oppose us with her “special” wolf but she’ll find out how vain her efforts have been soon enough. I’ll destroy you and everyone you love just for the simple act of being born. The Glass Lake pack may be the strongest amongst the wolves but they will all die protecting you.”

The past experiences flooded her head making her boil in anger. She eyed all of them with the same hatred and disgust, the hungry men still came closer to quench their lust. Their footsteps sounds like the screams she heard back then in the Afterlife and it was very annoying. Without casting a spell, she just gestured her fingers and a heavy gust of wind came clearing them out of her sight, separating their parts from their body.