Novels by Levanter

The forest no longer remembered what it meant to sleep.Every leaf hummed faintly under the breath of the new dawn, as if the world itself was relearning how to exist. Shadows stretched in colors they’d never worn before—soft silver, bruised gold, the hues of something half-born.We walked beneath them in silence.Julian moved ahead, his blade slung across his back, his every step measured. Cassian walked behind me, his limp faint but constant, the echo of an old wound that refused to heal. And I... I was somewhere between them, yet not truly with them.The earth pulsed under my feet like a living thing. Each heartbeat of the world resonated inside me, tangled with my own. I could no longer tell where my pulse ended and its began.Cassian’s voice broke the stillness. "You haven’t slept in three nights.""I don’t need to," I said.He gave a quiet snort. "That’s what people say before they fall apart."I glanced back at him. His dark hair had grown longer since I’d last seen him, brushi

The silence didn’t end when the gods vanished.It lingered—thick, humming, almost tender. Like the world was holding its breath, afraid to exist again.I stood where the light had devoured everything. The ground was no longer solid but soft and warm, pulsing faintly beneath my bare feet.When I looked down, the ash glowed with veins of silver—threads that pulsed in time with my heartbeat. The gods were gone, but their whispers hadn’t died. They had simply… settled inside me.My body felt too small for what lived within it.Every breath burned. Every thought shimmered with something ancient."Breathe," Julian whispered. His voice was hoarse, barely human. He knelt beside me, his hands trembling as he reached out. "Elara... can you hear me?"I nodded, though I wasn’t sure if I truly could. My senses no longer obeyed reason. I could hear the wind miles away, smell the sea across the mountains. I could feel every living thing crying in fear or wonder.The bond that once tied me to Kaelus

The world vanished in light.Not warmth, not fire—just existence undone.Every thread of shadow ripped itself from my body, screaming, and for one impossible moment, I saw everything. The wolves howling in their ruined lands, the moons bleeding into one another, the gods tearing their own skin apart just to remember how to feel.And at the center of it all—me.A hollow where the world once was.When the light finally broke, I was no longer standing on ash.I was above it.The Citadel’s ruin stretched far below, silver dust swirling like smoke across a corpse that used to be divine. The air burned cold, thinner than breath. I looked down and realized there was nothing beneath my feet—only light. It held me as if I belonged to it.Julian was there, a dark figure half-lost in the storm. He shouted my name, but his voice fractured, shredded by the sound of wings.The gods were descending.Their forms weren’t made for mortal eyes.Each one shimmered like a reflection on broken water—vast,

The first thing I felt was breath.Not air, not warmth—just the slow drag of existence returning to lungs that had forgotten how to move.I lay still. The earth beneath me wasn’t earth at all, but ash—fine, weightless, and faintly luminous, as though the moon had turned to dust and rained itself across the ruins.Above me, the sky bled silver. Cracks of light webbed through the clouds, still burning from whatever wound had torn it open. Every sound was muffled, as if the world had drowned in its own silence.And then I heard it. A voice.Faint, breaking. Human."Elara…"My name.I turned my head, and there he was.Julian.He was kneeling a few paces away, his clothes torn and scorched, his hands shaking as he tried to steady himself against a fractured column. His face was streaked with blood and soot, eyes red from exhaustion—or grief.When he saw me move, something inside him broke. His lips parted, trembling."By the gods… you’re—"Alive?I wanted to say it, but my throat refused.

Silence had never been this loud. It pressed against my skin, against the air—or whatever passed for air in this endless white. There was no ground, no sky. Only a soft, shimmering expanse that looked like mist, yet felt like thought.My feet left no prints. My breath left no warmth. I tried to speak, but the sound dissolved before it reached my own ears.Was this death? Or had the world simply spat me out?I didn’t remember falling.One moment I was inside the roar of breaking worlds, the next—nothing.Not darkness. Not even light.Just this… silence that watched me back.Something pulsed beneath my ribs. Faint. Familiar.The bond that used to tie me to my pack—dead. The tether to Kaelus—long severed. Yet something older still lived inside me, throbbing like a second heartbeat.The moon’s mark.I called her name in my mind. Lira. My wolf.But only static answered.Then—footsteps.Impossible, yet there they were.A rhythm echoing through the whiteness, soft and steady, coming closer.

The earth didn’t stop shaking.It wasn’t an earthquake—it was a heartbeat. Slow, deliberate, echoing through stone and bone alike.The ruins of the Citadel pulsed faintly gold, every fragment of ancient wall trembling as if remembering life. The call I’d unleashed had reached deeper than the packs, deeper than moonlight.Something was waking beneath us.I knelt, pressing my palm to the cracked ground. Heat licked my skin, followed by a whisper that slithered through my mind."Elara…"The same voice. The one that had called me before. But now, it wasn’t a whisper. It was a presence."Elara?" Cassian’s voice cut through the hum. He stood a few paces behind me, hand on his weapon, eyes scanning the trembling horizon. "What the hell is happening?"Julian answered before I could. "She called the old power. The world’s answering."I rose slowly, my gaze fixed on the widening fissure that ran through the center of the valley. Light poured from it—thick, molten, like the blood of the gods the

A week after the execution day, the atmosphere in Blood Moon Pack had not calmed down completely as some residents still made the incident on the execution day their topic of conversation. Indeed, the incident that day was beyond the prediction of anyone present there. "I still can't believe that Elena has a mate. From what I'd heard so far, she was always chasing Alpha Chris and trying to separate him from Luna." An omega who was working in the backyard, talking while watering the plants. The other omega next to her sighed. "Not even us who don't know her very well, I heard that even her parents didn't know about it." "Right, you guys really don't know anything, so stop talking about that day." "A-alpha..." Chris, who had just arrived at the backyard to get something, immediately abandoned his plan and went back inside. He had expected that the day's incident would become the talk of the town. But he didn't expect that it was still being talked about even though it had been a wee

The atmosphere of the detention clinic now seemed more tense since the arrival of Chris and Agatha to a room. Moreover, one of the prisoners who was talking to them was a prisoner from another pack who would soon be sentenced to death in three days."She is about to be sentenced to death, but is still visited frequently? Will she be released?" One of the prisoners who was sick and was also next to the room where Elena was, asked one of the warriors on guard."Don't interfere, go back to your room!""Tsk, I was just asking." The prisoner went back into the room after not being allowed to ask questions by the warrior.Meanwhile, in the next room, Chris clapped his hands and someone entered after that. Elena was very surprised to see who had just entered the room. Her eyes rounded, her hands covered her mouth."You know who he is right?" Chris asked while pushing Aaron's body slightly so that he stood in front of Elena.Elena did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked down and tried

Thirty minutes ago, after talking with Agatha, Chris decided to leave the house and go for a walk through the forest. Not aimlessly, but to look for someone. His steps continued to be carried forward through the large trees around him. Occasionally Chris looked to his right and left, confirming his keen hearing. Because every now and then he heard footsteps, which unfortunately turned out to be those of a rabbit. Chris sighed and sat down on a fallen tree trunk. Then, as he looked down and tried to focus on all his senses, there was a sudden rush of running steps that made him smile. "Found you!" Chris got up from the fallen tree trunk and chased after the person he heard running earlier. Without a sound, Chris ran carefully as if he was chasing his quarry. His running speed was even twice as fast as the other Alpha werewolves. "Why do you look so scared?" Chris asked while equalizing his running speed with the person he was chasing. Of course, the person immediately turned to C

Loving the wrong person is sometimes a waste of time, energy, and thought. One should retreat when the person they like openly rejects or even hates them. But what Elena did was the opposite, she went so crazy that she dared to do things she shouldn't have just to get the heart of the person she loved."What do you mean?" Chris frowned, asking for more explanation on what Lewis had just said."Well, you know it too, right? She used to like you so much that she would chase after you and do anything to get you. But now, I think she is scared of you and even hates you."Chris sighed, then picked up the coffee cup on the table. "Isn't that good? She won't dare to misbehave again and hurt Agatha." Chris took a sip of the bitter coffee."By the way," Chris put the coffee cup back on the table, "where is that guy named Aaron right now?"Lewis exchanged glances with Julie, who got a small shake from her. "We don't know either. Elena refused to tell us his whereabouts. Besides, I don't think i

The day before Chris, Lewis, and Agatha's return to the Blood Moon Pack, Elena was thinking of how she could get poison or sharp weapons to hurt herself and avoid the death sentence she would receive in a few days. However, she could not find a way out of the problem she was currently facing.Until a few minutes later, someone suddenly connected a mindlink to her. Of course Elena was surprised, because the only ones who could mindlink with her were her family, people from her pack, and also her mate.That's right, you didn't read it wrong. Elena had already found her mate, but she ignored him for a long time because she was in love with Chris. No one knew about it, except Elena herself and her mate. Not even Raymond and Florencia, her parents, knew about it."Elena, are you okay there?"Elena was silent for a few moments, before finally shaking her head softly. Elena forgot that her mate, who was mindlinking with her, could not see her shaking her head."Elena?""Stop, Aaron. Why are

The white and blue room, which was neatly organized, now looked very messy. Medical equipment was scattered on the floor, the patient's bed was no longer in shape, and now, even the window glass was broken."Damn it! If I can't die, I'll try to leave this place!"Elena hit the remaining window with a medical device as her intermediary. She forced herself through the small window with all her might."Argh!"It took a lot of time and effort for Elena to get through the window. Until finally, she managed to get out and fell to the ground. Unfortunately, before she could stand up and escape from that place, there were two warriors who saw her and held her back."What are you doing?! You broke the clinic window?!" One of the warriors peered into the already messy-looking room.There was no answer from Elena. She grimaced in pain, or rather, she grimaced while muttering an irritated curse. "Damn it.""Quickly call the others, and report to Alpha immediately!"Another warrior nodded and star