Novels by Nizzyvan

Chapter 183Katie's POVAll I see is a blur of him as I try to get my mind and body to function so I can answer him. My legs hit the floor as he pushed me down, releasing me to walk away. His hand grips his hair as he stares at the gun in his other hand and back down to me.“No. No, it’s not true,” I whimper, tears still falling. “Don’t listen to him,” I plead, looking him straight in the eyes.“Silence,” he orders, walking over to me with his hand raised. Will he hit me? Will he hurt me?“That isn’t true!” I shoot back. “Nothing he is saying is true…”Silence ensues for a long second before Cephus speaks. “Get the ropes and tape!” he yells to Mack. I’m lying on the ground on my side when his face comes into my vision.“Was it all a lie, Katie? Was it all some fucked up lie so that you could get into my head? So you could get the inside job done and walk away unscathed?” His voice is so loud in my ears, I push away from him.“Was it?” he shouts, demanding a response, his fingers gripp

Chapter 182Katie's POV“I see it as more of a protective arrangement for both of us. There are legal protections for each of us… incentives to keep one another’s secrets.”I fixed him with what I hoped was the most vicious look I had in me. “I never went to the cops after you kidnapped me, didn’t go running to my parents begging them to find someone to break your kneecaps, and you thought you needed some other way of getting me to keep your secrets?”“It matters…” I can hear the anxiety in Mack’s voice. Something is very, very wrong.“Why does it matter? She was nothing before this whole incident and will be nothing after everything takes place. She’s clean. I know it.” Cephus sounds confident, and though I know I have done nothing wrong, if Mack convinces him I did something, I know I am as good as dead.“It matters because I know she’s not clean. After Jared called me and told me what Luccio said, I did a little digging on her and found some shit out.”Horror fills my mind. What i

Chapter 181Katie's POV“I was seven or eight, in a regular primary school not far from here.” His right hand moved, grasping for his phone, then he left it alone and pulled my hand he was still holding onto his knee, placing both of his hands over it. If the ring I was wearing was digging in, he didn’t give any sign. “It might surprise you to hear this, Katie, but I was not the best of children.”“Shocking revelation.”“I was always targeting kids a bit younger, a bit smaller. The ones I knew wouldn’t be able to give me any shit in return. Except this one time, there was this kid—Billy Burke, I remember his name vividly—and he did give me shit. He told me he wanted me to stop pushing him around and trying to scare him, and no he wasn’t going to give me his lunch money, by the way. I’d never run into this situation before when I was running this scam, so I panicked a bit. I hit him in the face. Told me to his parents.”I didn’t know what to say to this. It took me all too quickly b

Chapter 180Katie's POVEven when it gets worked out in the end, it sucks for long-term relationships.”It had to be even harder to find someone you could enter into the sort of long-term relationship most people were especially keen on with. Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised Cephus had jumped at the chance to get me on board as a future wife.And speaking of my future husband, I had half-expected he wouldn’t be there when I returned. Then when I saw him sitting on the couch in front of the TV where he’d been when I ran out to get in Caroline’s car—where he’d probably slept for all I knew, he’d gone out the night before and hadn’t been back before I admitted defeat and crawled to bed—I half-expected to spot Angel somewhere in the room in the next moment. She didn’t have anything further to add to her roster of manipulations for the moment: we were alone.“What was your day like?” asked Cephus without looking at me. I let my bag slip by degrees from my fingers, frozen in place by the p

Chapter 179Katie's POV“Cephus isn’t supposed to be a part of this side of things, he can’t do it… and I doubt you’re in a position to ask your mother for assistance. Caroline is an ideal choice.”I didn’t like it, but she was right. I couldn’t go about this the wrong way if I ever wanted to be on Cephus’s good side. I didn’t want to go about it the wrong way. And while I was surrounded by Cephus’s family I needed to make connections unless I wanted to be treated the same way I was on my own. Caroline seemed like the safest option there so far.“If you’re sure I won’t be inconveniencing you,” I told Caroline. “I could use the help. I don’t have much experience with the whole wedding business, that much is for sure.”Caroline broke out in a little golf clap of delight. There might actually be some benefit in spending trying to absorb as much as I could of her elegance. “I’m so pleased to help. Now, I was thinking, I have the whole of tomorrow afternoon off work, so that would be a g

Chapter 178Katie's POVI sat up with a gasp.It was just like the morning before when I had woken to unexpected voices. But this time I was in a strange bed again, and at least one of those voices didn’t seem familiar at all.I’d learned my lesson from the day before. I couldn’t get myself into the single bathroom in the apartment, but I pulled on a proper outfit, brushed out my hair, and cleaned my face thoroughly with some wipes. I didn’t dare put on makeup without a full mirror, but I was young and fresh enough that I could probably get away without it.Once I was decent, I made a quick and quiet tidy of my room and then stepped up to the door for a bit of strategic eavesdropping before I joined the action.A childish female voice was doing most of the talking. “She’ll need someone to guide her through the process.”Cephus’s voice sounded both amused and exasperated. “Someone who has never been even close to getting married before?”“You know exactly what Caroline means.” The thi

Chapter 82A Dangerous GambleQuinton's POVAs we left the clearing, I could feel Fiona’s anguish radiating through every step she took. Her brother, Caleb, being alive was a twist none of us had anticipated, and it cut deeper than anything Lilith had thrown at us so far. But it wasn’t just that. The real wound was seeing him twisted, loyal to the very enemy we were trying to stop. I wanted to say something to comfort her, but I knew words wouldn’t help now. What Fiona needed was action—and answers.“Do you think he’s too far gone?” she asked quietly, barely above a whisper.I looked over at her, unsure of what to say. Caleb’s eyes had been empty—cold. I wasn’t sure what Lilith had done to him, but it felt like she’d stripped him of something vital, something human. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “But we’re going to find out.”We pushed through the underbrush, the night air thick with tension. I had to focus on the immediate problem: how to deal with Lilith’s growing power and Caleb’s in

Chapter 81Revelations UnveiledFiona's POVThe shock of seeing my brother standing beside Lilith sent my mind into a whirlwind of confusion. For years, I thought he was dead. Killed when we were children, lost to a tragedy I could barely remember. But there he was, his eyes gleaming with that same dangerous light I’d seen in my own reflection recently.My breath hitched, and for a moment, I couldn’t speak. It was as though all the air had been sucked from my lungs. "Caleb?" I whispered, taking a cautious step forward.He didn’t respond, his gaze cold and emotionless, like a stranger wearing my brother’s face. The Caleb I remembered had a kindness in his eyes, a warmth. This man... was different. Darker. I couldn’t feel any of the sibling bond we’d once shared. Instead, I felt the same oppressive energy I’d always sensed from Lilith—only now, it was doubled."Surprised to see him?" Lilith’s voice was like silk, dripping with malice. "He’s been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Chapter 80A Dark RevelationFiona's POVThe darkness that swallowed the cave was absolute, suffocating. I couldn’t see Quinton or even hear him. Panic began to bubble up inside me, making my chest feel tight. My heart pounded wildly, each beat echoing in my ears. I reached out, blindly, desperate to find him.“Quinton!” My voice cracked in the overwhelming silence.No response.My pulse quickened as I realized how alone I felt in this void, but I couldn’t afford to lose myself to fear. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to focus. I could still sense Quinton’s presence somewhere near me—his energy, that raw and protective aura, flickering through the dark. It was faint but there. I had to find him."Fiona..."His voice, strained and faint, came from somewhere close but distant, like he was calling from deep underwater. Relief washed over me, but it was short-lived.Lilith was still out there.My fists clenched, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm the wild thrum of magic bene

Chapter 79In The ShadowsFiona's POVThe cave’s air was thick with tension, as if the forest outside held its breath, waiting. I knelt beside Quinton, trying to stem the bleeding from his wounds. His skin was pale, far too pale, and his breaths were shallow. My heart clenched as I worked, pressing torn pieces of my shirt to his chest, wishing I knew more about healing."You’ll be okay," I whispered, though my voice trembled. I had to keep it together. For him.Quinton’s eyes fluttered open, glazed with pain but still sharp with concern. "We don’t have time to stay here long.""Shh. Just rest," I insisted, but even as I said it, I knew he was right. That stranger wasn’t done with us, not by a long shot. The fight was far from over, and the way the stranger had looked at me, like I was some kind of... weapon, sent a chill down my spine.I glanced toward the cave entrance, half-expecting to see a shadow creeping toward us. The night outside was pitch black, and though we had some time t

Chapter 78The Edge of ControlQuinton's POVPain shot through my body as the stranger’s hand pressed down harder on my chest, pinning me to the ground. I growled, baring my teeth, but it was no use. Whoever this new threat was, they were stronger than anyone I’d ever faced. Fiona’s scream rang in my ears, but I couldn’t focus on her right now. I had to break free, had to fight. But the stranger’s strength was overwhelming, their eyes cold and calculating as they gazed down at me, almost amused by my struggle.“You really thought you could protect her?” the stranger taunted, their voice dripping with mockery. “You don’t even know what she’s capable of.”My muscles burned with the effort as I tried to push them off, but they didn’t budge. I could feel their claws digging into my skin, sharp and unforgiving, and I knew if I didn’t act soon, they’d tear me apart. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fiona standing there, her hands raised, her eyes glowing with that strange, uncontrollabl

Chapter 77Tangled FatesFiona's POVThe air crackled with lingering energy as I collapsed into Quinton’s embrace, the force of the power I’d just unleashed still thrumming through my veins. My head swirled, a strange combination of exhaustion and exhilaration. The stones in the clearing had responded to me in a way I hadn’t expected—like they had been waiting for me, for this moment. “What just happened?” I whispered, trying to make sense of the chaos that had unfolded. Quinton held me tightly, his heartbeat slowing as we stood in the eerie silence that followed the blast. The forest around us was still, as if the earth itself was holding its breath, waiting for what would come next.“I don’t know,” he admitted, his breath warm against my ear. “But whatever you did… it worked.”I looked up at him, my eyes searching his for any reassurance. “This power—I didn’t even know I had it. It’s like… it’s like it’s growing, and I don’t understand it.”Quinton’s gaze softened, his hand cuppin

Chapter 45 Alina's POV My heart slammed against my ribs like a drum. Lucas—gone. The words rang louder than any warning howl. I didn’t wait for anyone. I sprinted past Damien, past Fiona, down the gravel path leading toward the western watchtower. My injured leg screamed, but I pushed it down. I didn’t feel the pain. I couldn’t afford to. They took him. They took Lucas. The thought repeated over and over again in my mind, creating a noise I couldn’t shut off. Behind me, I heard Damien cursing and shouting orders to the warriors. The scent of blood and pine filled my nostrils, and even though my body was burning with exhaustion from the rogue fight, I didn’t slow. I reached the base of the watchtower and took the stairs two at a time. Talon met me halfway, his face pale. “Where is he?” I demanded. “He was guarding the western perimeter two hours ago,” Talon replied, stepping aside as Damien and Fiona caught up. “We had a rotation change. When the new guards arrived, Luc

Chapter 44Damien's POVThey came like shadows with teeth—at least fifteen rogues, maybe more, surrounding Alina and me from every side. Their movements were practiced, swift, and vicious. We were trapped. And Marlowe’s betrayal rang louder in my head than the howls that summoned this ambush.Alina was already moving, blades drawn, crouched low in a stance that told me she wasn’t going down without a fight. She looked like a ghost risen from war, ready to drag these bastards down with her.“I counted seventeen,” she said, voice low.“Eighteen. Two behind the birch tree,” I corrected, sword raised. “We go back to back. Do not separate.”“Wouldn’t dream of it.”The first rogue lunged without warning, claws slashing down toward Alina. She ducked, twisted, and drove her dagger into his thigh before slashing across his chest with her second blade. He screamed, stumbled, and was kicked away just in time for me to slash open the side of another rogue who thought he could sneak up behind her.

Chapter 43Alina's POVThe morning sunlight bled through the tall windows of the Alpha’s estate, drenching the stone floors in soft golden hues. I sat at the edge of my bed, fingers trembling as I laced up my boots. My entire body buzzed with an unfamiliar mix of dread and anticipation, like I was waiting for something big to crash through the door and change everything.But maybe that’s because something had already changed.Everything had shifted the moment Damien kissed me last night. It had started as a warning, a statement, a response to Lucas’s defiance in front of the council. But the second his lips touched mine, it turned into something else. Something raw. Fierce. Dangerous.And I didn’t know how to walk away from it.I clenched my fists. This wasn’t the time to let emotions blur my mission. I had revenge to take. I had names to burn from my past. The fire inside me wasn’t meant for soft things like kisses.But then why was I still feeling the ghost of Damien’s hands around

Chapter 42Alina's POVMy body ached in ways I couldn’t even begin to describe. Every muscle, every joint, every inch of me screamed from the intensity of the past days. Yet none of it compared to the burn deep in my chest—the fire of purpose, of rage, and of something else I still didn’t have a name for.I stood in the center of the training grounds, drenched in sweat, hair clinging to my face as Damien circled around me like a predator measuring his prey. His gaze held none of the soft amusement or subtle admiration it sometimes did. Today, he was all Alpha. Cold. Calculating. Pushing me to my absolute limits.“Again,” he barked.I lunged forward without hesitation, striking out with my left fist. He sidestepped with ease, catching my wrist and twisting until I dropped to one knee.“You’re still telegraphing your moves,” he said. “If I were anyone else, you’d be dead by now.”“Good thing you’re not,” I muttered, jerking out of his grip and forcing myself to stand.His eyes narrowed,

Chapter 41Alina's POVMy muscles screamed in protest as I climbed the stairs to the top floor of the packhouse. Damien had insisted on checking the borders personally, dragging me along despite my soreness. He hadn't said much, but I knew his silence wasn't anger—it was focus. Ever since the attack, he'd been on high alert, and I couldn't blame him.But that wasn't what had my stomach in knots.Tonight, we were supposed to attend a gathering. A meeting of nearby alphas and lunas. A chance to show strength. A chance to prove that the Blue Moon Pack hadn't been weakened—and that I, Alina Walker, stood as Luna by Damien's side.No pressure.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, letting out a slow breath. The silk dress laid across the bed made my breath hitch. It was stunning, deep crimson with a slit that ran dangerously high. A matching set of heels sat next to it, alongside a note in Damien's handwriting."You'll look like fire. Wear it."I almost rolled my eyes. Almost. B

Chapter 40Damien's POVThe moment Alina stepped into the training grounds, all eyes fell on her. It wasn’t the first time she had drawn attention, but this time, the atmosphere felt different. She wasn’t just an outsider anymore. She was the woman who had fought Lucas and won. The woman who had challenged tradition and forced the pack to see her strength. Some still looked at her with doubt, but others watched with something closer to curiosity—or even respect.I stood near the edge of the field, arms crossed, observing as she took her place before Killian. He had agreed to train her personally today, and I wanted to see how far she could push herself. Alina had proven she was a fighter, but she needed to be more than that. If she was going to survive the war that was coming, she needed to be ruthless.Killian circled her, his expression unreadable. “You proved yourself against Lucas, but don’t let that win get to your head,” he said. “He underestimated you. I won’t.”Alina smirked,