#Chapter167BonusLeaving a trace-01HarmonyLooking at them makes me think about a life with friends, with families. A life with laughter. A meaningless laughter, but one that fills your heart. One that makes you happy. A freedom to laugh without a reason was not written in my destiny. Tess was where she was meant to be, where she belonged. She was home. So, she had no need for me. I had to leave from their lives once again, like I always have. That’s the only thing I was good at doing. Being erased.I am like a desert, never leaving a footprint behind. The wind will always carry it away from the face of the earth. I lived being erased. Like I never existed. Like I was never born. The once empty house that always screamed with silence was now filled with joyous chatter and meaningless laughter. As we all crowd around the dining table for dinner, sweet aroma of the food fills the house along with a sense of warmth. A feeling that I was always foreign to. The feelin
#Chapter168BonusLeaving a trace-02HarmonyHis eye looks at me, accusing me, before it lands behind me to the flames that now roars higher and angrier. “That doesn’t seem like nothing.” My eyes follows his movements as he walks towards me but past me and stands beside the blazing flame, staring out at the dark night, at the blackened sea.“I know what you just did.” I turn around again to stare at his back. “Why are you doing this?” I chuckle dryly at his question. “I don’t think I owe you anything to answer your questions. If you’ll excuse me, I have to go.”I take a step to the side to leave when his voice halts me. “Do you think you’ll ever be happy if you leave like this?”I look down at my feet buried deep in the sand. “Happiness is not written in my destiny. And it’s not like the goddess knows I exist anymore.” I whisper, my voice barely audible but I know he heard me loud and clear.“Then fight back. Defy her. Make your existence known.” I look him in the
#Chapter169BonusOne Blessed Raven-01Amara Raven SilvermoonI wake up in his arms once again. I have become so accustomed to this now, waking up to his warm embrace. He never lets me out of his sight not unless he knows I’m safe and heavily guarded in his absence. Although that doesn’t happen often.This Lycan of mine became rather possessive and protective when I opened my eyes after the incident twenty years ago. And even more so after I was crowned with the title of the princess. I don’t mind though because it meant that I had him all for myself. He was mine and mine only. But it does get a little annoying at times. I would give him an earful and he would still be standing beside me holding my hands as if the words I threw at him were soft whispers of love.By now, I have given up trying to persuade this possessive Lycan that he had nothing to worry about. I look at his sleeping form. His face, carefree and peaceful, his skin glowed gently, and his hair shined
#Chapter170BonusOne Blessed Raven-02Amara Raven SilvermoonI scoff unable to believe it. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t hide those eyes of his.“Don’t give me that look. Those eyes of yours bothers me for some reason…” I mutter the last words out.He squints his eyes at me. “Care to elaborate?”I roll my eyes and lean forward. I put my elbows on the table and my chin on top of my knuckles, while giving him my best glare. “Tell me what it is, or I swear in the names of Ravens, I will make you and you are not going to like it.”Those blue in his eyes turn a shade darker before it returns to its piercing blue. It was almost as if he lost control for a second. He inhales deeply and turns his head to the side, looking out at the blue sky which was clear through these tall glass windows. After a moment of silence, he turns back to me, his face stern but his eyes held the sadness of the ocean. So much pain. And for some reason, I felt it. It hit me hard. T
#Chapter171BonusOne Blessed Raven-03Amara Raven SilvermoonMy sickness only got worse as we sat on the plane. I had emptied my guts out and it still made me sick to the point that I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I know it was killing Lucas to see me like this, but however much I reassured him, he still kept worrying. So, here I was now, lying on the lush green earth, deep in the woods within the palace walls as Lucas stands guard. I curl myself on the cold hard surface, feeling so much at home and let the familiar smell of the earth engulf me within it. Whatever pain or wound I had inflicted, I let it heal. All of it. And slowly, I got it all back. My memories. Of the things that happened and of everything that was erased from me. From us.I remember her. Harmony. My heart tightens at the thought of her being alone. With no one by her side. She was gone once again. And I couldn’t even do anything. If only I had reached my hands out to her, maybe she
#Chapter172Althea - The Female Alpha SeriesBook FiveAlthea - The Dark GoddessPrologue - LostAries BlackwoodWithout her, the world was a dark place to live.Day. Night. It all felt the same. One came after the other. Continuously. Without a pause.Time did not wait for anyone. It just moved on as if it held no one dear or didn’t care enough to slow down or even pause, just for a second. I had come to realise it the hard way, after existing years after years, in this lonely place that I called home. Waiting for her. Another chance to be with her. Hoping to get just one more glimpse of her.But she never came. A decade became two then three. It just kept going. And I slowly started to lose hope. When Noah was of age, I gave him the title of the Alpha. He deserved it much more than I did. I became a wreck while he became a true Alpha. A warrior. Brave and strong but caring and understanding. Everything one needed to be an Alpha. Everything that I was not.
#Chapter173Blood WarriorAlthea Zoe Castellanos SilvermoonMy heart drums loudly against my chest as I sit upright on the bed. Sweat beading my forehead and my heavy pants echoing through the dark empty room.The same blue eyes.Just who did it belong to? Why do those pair of eyes haunt me every single night? My dreams are a constant vision of them. Bright. Blue. Piercing. Yet so full of pain. My heart aches every night as I encounter those eyes, again and again. But I just don’t know who it belongs to. I look at the digital clock on the table beside my bed which reads 4 A.M. Well I guess it was time to get up then. With another deep breath, I pull the sheets off my sweat drenched body and step on the cold marble flooring.I pull my oversized t-shirt over my head and dump it into the laundry basket as I walk into the bathroom. I step inside the glass shower and let the warm water wash the night away. I quickly rinse off my body and get dressed into a black legging with a
#Chapter174PremonitionAlthea Zoe Castellanos SilvermoonOnce again, I sit by the edge of my bedroom window, leaning my body against it while staring at the blue horizon. To the realm, yet unknown to me.Something out there calls me. It whispers my name. Pleads my soul to return. Like someone awaited my return. Like I was born for a purpose. Like I was reborn.I look towards the vast sky. To the limitless possibilities that laid on it and extend my arm forward, waiting for it to suck me right into one of those possibilities. But once again my mind wanders back to those eyes. I close my eyes, wishing to erase, to forget, but that piercing blue eyes keeps staring right back at me. I clench my jaws tight as frustration builds up and anger starts to seep out of my heart, completely casing those blue eyes with dark, black clouds.Again. I let go of the breath that I was clutching onto. Why was my soul this tainted with darkness? This darkness that was woven with the light in my