Novels by Nwenwe

LUCIEN’S POV I could feel hot coals burning the back of my eye, the people of St. Montero were just so mean. I mean, they had a fire beneath their eyes that scorched one, turning them into fucking grit and rubble.The past forty eight hours that we had spent in here, we had managed to garner a lot of hatred, and I am not even joking, a whole lot.Some had even sent us away with several curses, their eyes snickering with Anger.“How the hell are we going to find Lyra now, they don’t even want to have anything to do with us” Emma whined, her eyebrow scrunched in frustration as she sat helplessly on one of the wooden benches that lay scattered across the meadow that led up to the heart of St. Montero Our haven for now, that is if they’ve not yet sent guards down here. I wondered how someone so sacred in books, was treated like filth or rather a curse was disturbing.The harsh orange sun scorched us blindly as we helplessly gazed far away wasn’t even

LILITH’S POV Anger,I felt it before it even materialized, the thought of blowing the head of everyone seated on this table into tiny fucking bits and pieces swirling through my head. Their downturn lips infuriated me a whole lot more.“Who made the darned order” I asked a little bit calmly this time, my whole head sizzling in anger.“Nobody, Nobody is saying anything” u seethe, trying to block the jumbled thoughts playing in my head.“Trisha issued the order, ma’am, and we went through with it,” Luke from I T finally replied, hisses and sneers accompanying his reply.“You know what you guys have done, you’ve made us enemies with earth, did you see the news, did you see how Tyrone was going after our fucking heads” I shrieked, looking round the table, the remorse on their faces stifling.“Well since you all laid your fucking beds, I think you should all lie on it, The resistance would not fucking stop Because we murdered one of theirs and captured another, and what did you do? You

EMMA’S POV It took four days before we finally got to St. Montago, the sea had been brutal thrashing us in its turbulent waves, I had fallen ill during the journey, so I was finally glad at the feel of dry land, my whole body still sore from being in one position all day long.“DO you need to rest? There’s an Inn here; I suggest we rest; St. Montero isn’t far from here,” Lucien said, his big, burly figure caving in with exhaustion.“Why don’t we go to St Montero today, board an Inn, and tomorrow we look for Lyra?” I suggested, pulling him slightly over the noisy Market, several stall owners calling out to people passing by.“Why Emma?“I don’t think it is safe here, Lucien; I saw hordes here when we shot down from the boat earlier,” I whispered harshly, gently looking around for anything suspicious.The street teemed with several people as they each went about their business, their noses buried deep inside whatever it

EMMA’S POV The whispers just wouldn’t stop. They thawed away at my head, each harsh whisper filling up every hole and crevice of my whole body, not even when I was falling through the unknown with a certain speed that no man on earth could ever beat. Each harsh whisper drilling the words Hunt, maim, and kill in my ear as we dropped down,  making sure I didn’t leave Lucien’s embrace, a smokeless cloud hanging over us as we fell rapidly through the portal with a loud thud, the desert sounds flying into our mouths as we rapidly tried to spit the sands out frantically. The humid air clung onto us frantically as Lucien carried the knapsack that was filled to the brim with supplies across his back.“So this is it” I muttered dreadfully, staring at the vast lands that laid before me, the current of the horde island, reaching far into this place.“We need to move fast, Emma, I felt the presence of the obsidian order while we wer

EMMA’S POV Going With Verity had to be the wisest decision, at least with her. My death was smooth and swift, with the nerve-racking speed with which she was flying down the alley, cutting across every dip and bend of the town as she knew it like the back of her palm.Well, she was the obsidian order, so I should not expect anything less. They ran this god damned Street.I wondered if I called out to Lucien as he had claimed, wondered if he would come running out to me in a Nanosecond, protecting me as he had promised. At least it was worth a try, right?“Get off,” Verity growled, surprise and confusion washing through my veins as I watched her make her way angrily inside the antique store, her back stiff as I followed her inside the store quickly; the night air was giving me the jitters.“What took you so damned long, Verity” Tanesha called out in frustration, her voice booming around the small store, even causing some items to topple over.“Well

EMMA’S POV “Tanesha asked us to keep it on the low Lucien, and if memory serves me right, it means no phone calls, it means no texts, no emails?” I asked, confused, the look in his eyes forcing me to sigh loudly “What is it, Lucien?” I asked lazily, gently rubbing my face in frustration.“You forget that I am a werewolf Emma, and I do not like that.” He muttered distastefully, the annoyed look on his face made me want to burst into laughter.“I forgot that,” I said, a snort escaping my mouth as I stared at him in surprise.“I think I need to remind you, Lucien, I created you,” I gloated,  his face contorting into an ugly as he stared unhappily, the dips and frown lines plastered across his face made my heart jump with joy, happy that I at least had the last laugh.“Now, back to serious matters, Lucien, how did you get in touch with Maximo, and how exactly did he call you?” I asked earnestly, wiping all hints of playfulness