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“That’s quite a strong word to use. Let me guess, you are creatures that only exist in books.” “Pft!” Now the man truly laughed out loud. I glared at him, taking offense on his action. Luckily, a few seconds later he stopped. “I’m sorry, that was wrong of me, but I can’t help it. We are real after all,” he declared. “We are not just characters in books. You are in the Kingdom of Phanteon. A world where only werewolves and lycans exist.” That’s it. This prince really had a brain damage, but after all I experienced last night and these past few minutes, I certainly could tell he was telling the truth.

"But she said something. 'The Architect.' There’s someone else in this world, someone who isn't the Author." Kieran helped me stand, his grip firm. "Then we find them. Together." I looked at the two of them—the Alphas who had stopped being tropes and started being people. Then I looked at Mattias and Lena. "We have a long walk back," I said, a small, tired smile on my face. "And I think it’s time we finally talked about why this world has so many shirtless wrestling scenes. It’s highly impractical for a medieval climate." Kieran laughed—a real, genuine sound. Rowan rolled his eyes but didn't let go of my hand.

A horizontal line ran from its eye to its nose; its head was covered with three small horns, and its tongue was very long and pointy. As he bowed, he said, “Master and Lord, we do not know whether the prophecy is true. The sister of God, who, in the end, sided with Lucifer, told us this story. We cannot know if it is true that a human would give life to an army of invincible demons that will conquer worlds. And it does not say anything about time and who would be the king of the underworld who would provide the seeds.” Various creatures were arguing among themselves when my husband raised his hand and the whole room went silent: “Poissonaro, Who am I?” Visibly, the creature gulped, and I cou

“I know you’ll be hearing this a lot. Alpha King, the rogue kingdom stands by you and we will follow you into battle. ” His eyes sought out Mack and he watched as Raina’s brother bow to him without hesitation. Tomorrow would bring them that much closer to war, death, and bloodshed. The World Council lurked in the shadows, waiting for the perfect time to attack. There would be no more waiting. It was an illusion that everyone believed that they had full control of him, his life, and the lives of others. Illusions were nothing more than twisted reality — a reality he hated. They were meant to be shattered and he was done waiting. Hell, the world of werewolves was done waiting.

She had to find a way to talk to Jamie Dalton Volka. She probably shouldn't have been surprised at the size of the crowd in the bookstore. After all, when a well-known local resident, in fact, the head librarian, wrote a book that was moving up the charts, people would certainly turn out en masse for it, and they did. She had listened while Jamie spoke about writing her book. How her fascination with wolves had led her to do her research and write this romance about a wolf and a human. She hadn't, however, given any hint as to what had sparked her interest in the first place. Paranormal was a very popular genre with people these days. Lia wondered what they'd say if they knew there was more

What do you think of Ben and Toba? They're getting along but would it lead to something more? Do comment on this chapter pls. Star❤

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The three of them, along with other knights, are on their way back to Locrottum's main city. August Frederick is the Emperor and ruler of the Locrottum Empire, which is the largest and wealthiest in all of Samorah. He is also well-known for his outstanding leadership, devotion to his people, and ability to keep peace with the other three empires in Samorah. August Frederick may appear intimidating since he always wears a serious expression on his face, yet his attractive features and face still stand out. People in his empire respected his love and devotion to the Empress, as well as his devotion to the empire.

Maybe he had some assignments that he needed to finish up. I got home and see that Miss Ronna and Liam is already sleeping soundly. I ate and went to bed as quietly as I could. It was past midnight when I was finally done and in bed. I took my laptop with me and read through some of the articles. I love to stay on top of current affairs. One of the articles was for a war that took place in South-Africa. They talked about werewolves and humans that went to war. What I could gather is that the humans were terrorizing other humans and even killing them. The supernatural world stepped in.

Before there were doors between worlds, there were stories. They whispered from hearth to hearth and ship to ship— of wolves that ran like midnight wind, of foxes with nine tails and nine more tricks beyond that, of fae who looked like carved moonlight and smiled like knives. Humans loved those stories—as long as they stayed in books and bedtime. The moment a story breathed, the moment a pair of eyes glinted from a tree line or a shadow stepped out of the corner of a room, humans did what humans do best when they’re afraid.