Novels by Eniee

Martin cleared his throat, "What happened with the council?""You know what happened,Martin." The man replied, staring at him. "It's ruined. The elders have been killed by the darkness-the darkness you and your family knows about very well."My chest tightened. Who was this man? How did he know about everything?After a moment of silence, Martin nodded and then asked, "What was the council deciding to do with it?Did they came to a conclusion of how they were going to handle this?"He simply wanted to ask whether there was a way to kill the Aries Brothers, also known as the darkness.The council must've planned something out. It didn't just came from nowhere. Alpha's were being killed for over months now. They must've been notified."We arranged a gathering to discuss the recent awakening of the darkness. Before it ever took place, the members of the council were killed. It's going to take us months before another council is formed and we can settle on a decision on what to do with th

The two-hour sleep provided me with the comfort I was looking for. I woke up with an agonizing pain between my legs. Groaning, I sat up straight against the headboard and found Martin away from the bed. It was almost morning and it seemed like he hadn't slept."What are you looking at?" I asked.He lifted his head and glanced, "Nothing," I heard a click before the phone on his hand was switched off and thrown over the table. "Nothing you need to worry about,"I grew more concerned, "What is it?"Martin didn't answer me. "Nothing,"I hopped off the bed and grabbed his hand before he could scurry away, "Tell me,""I was informed a weeks ago-before everything happened, that there was a gathering of the werewolf council in Queens," He replied, narrowing his eyes down and grabbing his phone again.Queens was a city nearby, also filled with werewolves.It was ruled by the werewolf council and the elders who resided there. Most of the laws and punishments came from them, the oldest and smart

"Another vision?" The bed creaked as Martin rose and asked.The blood drained from my face as I placed the cold glass of wine back on the table before standing up."No," I huffed, "Just a nightmare," Philip was the terrible nightmare I had seen tonight after seeing George and everyone.George and I were of the same age but he was never forced into any training. He went to school whilst I was dragged away from it. Davis not only ruined my mental health but he also came between my studies.He crushed my dreams and hopes. It wasn't just his fault.It wasPhilip’s fault as well and that bastard was long dead."Come here," Martin said, lengthening his arms.I mustered up courage and got over the bed to lay beside him. His arms curled around my body that was only covered with a thin, satin robe. I placed my head over his chest and tried to remove the terrifying images of Davis and Philip."What happened?""Just a nightmare,""What was it about?" His low, raspy voice was a music to my ears.

When we returned to the entrance of the packhouse, I found a few people standing outside with the guards beside them. I moved aside from Martin and looked over at them."George?" He turned around and looked at me."Clara?"I laughed, grabbing him and hugging him tightly, "What are you doing here?""Didn't you say that we could come here?""Oh, yeah, I forgot."I stopped smiling when I heard a growl behind me. I looked behind and found Martin, not really happy."This is George, we used to study together when we were children and he was my best friend then." I explained to Martin before he assumed anything else."Is that all?"I nodded my head, "Yes,"Okay, I will be in. Let me know if you need anything," Martin said before walking inside the packhouse and ignoring everyone's existence.I was grateful to get my old pack members inside his packhouse and Martin showed a nice gesture to me by agreeing. The packhouse was barely filled, only unmated wolves stayed here."Oh my god, is that yo

It was early in the morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the cars were honking at each other. It was relaxing to live in the city. The air was a little polluted but still fresh to me.I found myself wandering around unknown streets. There was a cafe to my left and a saloon to my right-both I've never seen before. As I walked further, I sniffed out a sweet and floral smell of the flower shop resting by the corner.Daisies.They were my favorite- just perfect in smell. I dragged in a few deep breaths and smiled before turning away from the daisies. It had been long since I last saw them."Would you like to get some of them?We just got them in," A woman walked outside of the floral shop and asked me.A wide smile spread across her face and her eyes shimmered with happiness.What was happening?"No. I was just looking at them. They are beautiful," I replied, running my finger through the white petal. They were soft upon touch and even though I wanted them, I couldn't

Martin stopped and skimmed over his owns word. That elder wasn't wrong when he said that Martin was a direct descendant of the Redwood Brothers."I come from the same bloodline," He finally blurted the truth out.I-leaned forward, excited. I was mated to a fucking royal. "So, really? How many of you are there?""Everyone's dead," He rumbled."What?""My family were the last ones of the Redwood bloodline, we were directly related to one of the brothers and we didn't have any cousins, so, it's safe to say that everyone is dead.""But, you're alive!" I exclaimed, confused."You should be glad," He shot a wink at me and I sat back straight."No one knows that you're from the Redwood bloodline," Martin took another gulp of his wine and continued, "Yeah, I've kept a secret or two. My family didn't want anyone to know either as the Aries Brother's only objective is to kill us, all and my parents feared them.""Oh," I breathed, realizing that this was bad.Horrible.If Martin was the only on