Novels by Terra

Tristan's POV. In a short matter of time, my men and I were at the Old Nights Villa. As usual, the house looked deserted and with the thick eeriness that covered the whole place, it took only the strong minded to go close. The house had been labeled haunted hence unapproachable since I was a young boy and I hadn't been here too. We were all ready to go in and fight to redeem our pack and take my mate back home with me. I turned and signalled my men to go ahead and surround the house while Tarrell and I stayed back. We headed into the house after my men had all taken their respective positions. As we stepped into the house, the eeriness followed. The living room was filled with dust and cobwebs, making it look deserted. Even with the eerie outlook of the room, I could still feel the presence of someone else hovering steadily in the room. "Someone is in here, I can feel it." Tarrell said as though he read my mind."You can feel it too..." I turned to him and said. "It's easy to fi

TristanAs regards the information we got from Tanya and her friends, the rogues who caused all the trouble for me were still very much in my pack and I had to plan discreetly before taking them out. I gathered my men in the meeting area outside my office space and after having a brief one with them, I turned to the rest of my men.“As you all know, we have found a way to tune down the phenomenon that has threatened our peace over the last few days and we have our Luna to thank for that. But that is not all, I have some interesting news to share.” I could see the cheerfulness on their faces but that was until I spoke again. “An interesting news that is a bit disturbing thus, we need to handle it immediately. The rogues are in our pack. They have been running their affairs secretly from the Old Nights Villa.” The announcement came to them as a shock, it was evident from the way they exchanged questionable glances at each other. The gazes were accompanied with murmuring. “Now I blame

Tanya's POVI woke up with a loud headache, looking around, all I could see was darkness. Only then did I remember that I had been captured by those strange men and my driver was killed."Help! Help!!" I cried out. I heard footsteps approaching and I shouted again. "Help!" The door opened revealing a tall figure, at least from where I sat, he was tall. The light shone through the door into the room. "Who are you and why did you bring me here? Where is this place?" I asked the man who walked in.The man said nothing and just stood there watching me. Moments later, I heard the sound of a phone tapping like he was about to call someone. "She is awake, I heard him say to whoever it was that he called. "I am coming there now." The other man said from the other end of the phone. I was consumed with fear at that moment, I covered my hands over my chest as though I was trying to stop my heart from escaping my body. The small hairs across my body stood on end as tingle rushed across my s

Orion’s POVWe waited at the house while my men went into the pack as usual to spread out the substance. It was past the time they usually returned and that was when anxiety set in. I stood outside the balcony pacing and looking out for them. I heard footsteps approaching and I immediately hid behind the pillar, I took out my knife and waited for whoever it was to come. I peeped through to see who it was as he approached. It was one of my men, he was injured badly. Even without asking, I knew something wasn’t right.“What happened? Where are the rest of your men? I impatiently asked. He didn’t say anything and just fell to the ground. Taking a closer look at him, I saw that he was beaten on the neck. “I’m asking you a damn question.” I yelled at him as I was running out of patience. “They were killed and they took the rest of them. We have a problem. The substance is no longer working and from what we gathered, the Alpha’s mate concocted an antidote and all the pack members took i

Tristan’s POVDarkness spread all over the place and the time had also gone too. I entered the room to meet her curled up in a duvet. She was already asleep. She had been working all through the day and she needed sleep. I walked over and sat on the bed beside her. I gently pushed away the strands of hair that covered her face. She batted her eyes and slowly opened them then smiled sweetly. "Hey!" She greeted me."Hey Princess." I responded. She gently sat up with her back leaning to the bed frame. "I'm sorry I slept off, I was too tired. How did it go?" She asked with her sleep filled eyes and voice. "It's okay, I need you to sleep too, you had a long day...and, it went well, we were able to distribute the substance to the people. Thank you Tanya, this is by far the greatest thing anyone has ever done for me." I was really grateful. "We were made for each other, so whatever pain you feel, I feel it too, your people are mine and I will be here to help in any and every way I can."

Tristan's POV Gathering the people wasn't going to be an easy task but I was going to get it done regardless. As we drove further into the pack, I brought my phone out and placed a call to Tarrell. "Get the men ready and hurry to the houses closer to the borders, assemble all of them at the old pack house. Let every living soul Shadowclaw pack be there, young and old, male and female. Do it now!" I ordered. I ended the call and sat back in the seat. I couldn't lie, my body was shaking. The emotions that engulfed me at that point were intense in every level, relief and fear spread through my insides too."We will stop by the house, Princess, you won't be joining us. It's too risky for you and the..." I halted immediately. She didn't know it yet and that wasn't the best time to break such news to her. Immediately she looked at me with confused eyes, she knew I wanted to say something but I decided not to. "Is everything okay Tristan?" She quietly asked. In order not to lie to her

All throughout the bus ride home, Amber was fuming. She had long since dried her eyes and began to process all she had heard at her mom’s office. And she was livid! She had been played for a fool by the Bryces’. How dare they send her all the way to see her mother for the first time without the entire truth! She was going to rain down hell on them the minute she got home. She was sick and tired of being the weakling always, trampled upon by everyone she ever met! It was time for a change!Amber slammed the door into the house so loud the rattles shook. Eleanor had been taking a nap on the couch, and jumped awake when she heard the door slam. Taking one good look at Amber’s face, she knew that the jig was up. Without a word to Amber, she yelled her husband’s name, “Ha-rry!”Harry was upstairs when he heard the door slam as well. He was rushing down the stairs when he heard his wife scream his name. He started to respond, “Honey, are you al…” His voice trailed off as he looked at Amber’

Amber stood outside the brick building and hesitated. The sign on the building read “The Dusty Snag”, the lights flickered on and off and to the best of her knowledge she could tell that it was the right building. Snow fell around her in waves and it was pretty cold. She looked down at her outfit and sighed. She had gotten a new pair of sneakers and a new pair of jeans, she had also gotten a better fitting jacket to ward off the cold. She didn’t want to show up at her mother’s establishment looking less than a very good if not best version of herself. Yet she hesitated outside the building. It’s was one p.m, she had chosen a time when she was certain the place wouldn’t be in business, yet late enough for employees to be present in the building. From the window she could sense movement inside and she also saw shadowy figures, so she knew there were people inside. Still, she hesitated.It was weird and unnatural that she was going to meet her biological mother this way, she thought to h

Amber tossed and turned all night. Her mind held a myriad of thoughts; why was her life so complicated, why did she have the worst deal out of life? She remembered her time in the foster care system. She had been a lonely kid always. She was chubby and shy, two unattractive traits in an unwanted child. She had found it difficult to make friends; none of the other kids wanted to hang out with the ‘fat girl’. She had faced rejection after rejection by couples who wanted to adopt. All they needed to do was take one good look at her chubby cheeks and body and they would shake their head in amusement. She wasnt athletic or sporty; she panted and heaved deeply after any strenous exercise, which further alienated kids from her because who wanted to be friends with the ‘lazy, fat girl’? It was not until she had collapsed from a routine sports activity that the problem with her heart was discovered. Series of tests were carried out and it was determined that she would require a major surgica

Amber leaned forward and watched her foster mom with concern. This was the third day she had been bedridden with a ‘cold’. The other day, she was coughing up blood into the kitchen sink. Whenever she questions her about her health, Mrs Bryce just responds with a weak, “I’m fine honey. No need to worry, it’s just a cold.” Yet she had been losing weight steadily for the past three days. She now looks so frail compared to her old self.Mrs Bryce senses Amber’s gaze from across the sofa and tries to reassure her with a weak smile. Not reassured, Amber returns the smile albeit haltingly. She gets up quickly and offers her a glass of water. Mrs Bryce waves it aside and beckons on Amber to sit closer to her on the sofa.She begins, “Amber honey, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you …”“...What is it mom?”Eleanor Bryce closes her eyes in weak resignation. What she was about to do wasn’t easy, but she had run out of options. She had given a great deal of time thinking about it and

Amber is frightened and starts to back away, but Damien rushes to reassure her. “Oh no, its okay. They're just my bodyguards.” The first heavyweight, Bruno reaches Damien’s side and asks, “Boss, are you okay?” “Bruno, stay here and deal with this wreckage. Jazz will drive me back to the city. We will drop this lady off on our way.”He inclines his head to the new car and gestures to Amber to get in. Amber hesitates. Who is this man? Why does he exude so much authority? Why does he have bodyguards at his beck and call? Litcherfield was a small town and she knew the town’s rich and famous celebrities, and he was certainly not from around these parts.As if he could sense her hesitation, he observed wryly, “Your lips as beautiful as they are, are turning blue. Perhaps we should wait and see what other body parts follow suit? Maybe your fingers and toes?” Amber blushes red in embarrassment and hurries into the car to join him.She notes how rich and classy the leather seats look. The

Amber Fields trudged through the snow wearily. She was shivering and her breath came in short gasps. Her chest heaved as well as she struggled under the weight of her grocery bag, but she was happy. She had just picked up her paycheck from the departmental store where she worked after school and she was excited to be able to contribute to the upkeep of her foster family, the Bryces’. Sheincreased her steps as she imagined the look of amazement on her foster parent’s face when she showed up at the dinner table with the groceries. Suddenly, the screech of car tires jolts her out of her reverie and she hears a loud cackle. “Amber Bunny, walking home alone from work as usual?” the voice taunts. Amber froze for a moment then resumed walking really fast. She knew the voice all too well and nothing good ever came from the owner. The voice belonged to Hilary Bryce, the school’s cheer leading captain and her foster sister. She was the biological daughter of Mr and Mrs Bryce, her foster parent