Novels by Nova Channing

Elena didn’t know when he stopped; she seemed to pass out briefly.All she remembers is that when she woke up, Archer was holding her, stroking her swollen lower lip with his fingertips, and made another gentle joke, “You do need to eat more or you won't even be able to resist my kisses.”"I'm just lacking sleep." She grunted. She had been up all night last night, packing her bags with Lydia."Yes, so I can't drain you any further." He helped her sit up and placed the reheated roast in her hand, "Eat, then let’s go find Bella's hut. It's getting late and we need to stay overnight there." He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger, "Just for sleep. Keep your fantasies."She blushed and didn't say anything.After finishing her meal, Elena led the way to the hut, and they arrived at the tiny straw house without any danger."It was Bella who chose to build it here. She said the terrain was suitable and there was a wate

Early in the next morning, Elena, Archer and Issac set off for the Dark River Pack, while Lydia stayed at the Silver Mountain to continue her daily duties. Before they left, they discussed their division of labor: Archer and Elena would follow the plan they both agreed on at the intimate full moon night, to go deep inside the pack and rescue as many victims as possible; Issac would station outside the border forest, collecting intelligence from the Full Moon Island and preparing to and receive victims with the mermaids lurking on the bank of the Dark River. Upon arriving at the border, Elena metOlivia. "Hello, Archer's Luna!" The gorgeous and shrewd siren queen, still lazily lying on the reef,looked at her up and down before flashing a meaningful smile at Archer, "You're so lucky that the moon goddess didn't assign you a she-wolfunworthy of you to continue your suffering. " "I am. And hopefully I won't be unworthy of my Luna." Archer

Elena’s conjecture was too scary to make her companionsbelieve, but she had a reason. “Xavier was never a good father.” With everyone sitting around a table in human form, she started to tell her previous Alpha’s story: Xavier had a Luna before, who was called Camilla. He mated with her because she was the best Gamma of the Dark River Pack. Her courage, battle-wisdomand maternal qualitywere exactly whatan Alpha sufferingfrom years of war needed. And Xavier himself hadbeen august, resourcefuland far-sight as well. Under his leadershipandCamilla’s defence, the Dark River Pack was so united and concerted that they could always win, not annihilatedby other packs trying to expand their territories. Camilawas Xavier’s perfect mate. But Elena didn’t havea chance to meet this busy super warrior until her funeral. Shediedin a battle for protecting her son Julian. He was

The two couples assembled at the auditorium. Elenafelt a little awkward when she met Lydia’s insightful eyes. Congratulations. Lydiamouthed ather with a slysmile, confirming to Elena that she’d been told about what her husband witnessed at their room door. Elena lowered her head, refusing to show her happiness, although her rosy face and pouted mouth hanging a bashful smile had already revealed her mood. “OK, everyone is here. And here’s what we got.” Issac opened an eye-link, which allowed Archer and Lydia tosee the memory video recorded and sent by the mermaids. “See the boat leaving the bank? Now listen.” With a swipe of two fingers in the air, he seemed to magnify something. While the others were staring at the invisible picture, Elena frowned confusedly, “Um...Sorry but please hold on for a sec. What are we looking at?” Issac turned to her with a numb face, “Xavier’s b

When Elena woke up again, Archer was asleep beside her. They were both naked, sharing the same quilt. He contributed his shoulder to her as a pillow, two thick arms around her, a long leg across her body, like a little boy holding his beloved teddy bear. Funnily enough, they had intimate interaction for so many times, but she had never looked closely at his face. Perhaps it was because his eyes were too deep and too fiery, hiding feelings she could not understand or bear. But now, with his eyes closed, she could indulge herself without burden and take a good look at this man, who had been always considerate to her from the very beginning. He was perfect as a statue carved by the most brilliant artist. He had a square face, high brow bones and a straight nose, displaying an unmistakable manliness. He didn't have a beard, but he was obviously in good health with abundant male hormone. So only after one night, his stubble had sprouted, which tickled her as his chin pressed against the c

Elena climbed onto Archer’s thigh like a nimble cat, never missing any reactions from him. The man beneath her couldn't help but tensed his muscles and breathed heavily when she just pressed her hands against his abs; his pants even bulged a spot immediately. She gripped the bulge out of curiosity, and Archer gasped so heavily as if he was startled a lot, “THIS would be too fast, babe.”He tried to pull her hand away but she stopped him. “You said I could try anything. Is it a lie?” Archer’s turquoiseeyes almost turned greenwith a turmoil, “No. But I’d suggest you slow down.” “OK.”The look in his eyes was unfamiliar, so Elena decided to accept his suggestion to avoid any danger. She embedded herself in his embrace with a hand climbing up his thick shoulder, and looked over it. There was a long scar on his back. “What is it?”She scratched the scar slightly with her nail. Archer closed his eye