Avril's Point of View We were tired when we woke up the following morning. Our discussions and getting to know Alastair had gone long into the early hours of the morning. He seemed to be a good person, and I was glad for Alise. We learned a lot about Vampires last night. If one is born a Vampire, they can walk in the light without damage. Alastair called them Day Walkers, which is what he was. However, if they lose their humanity and become evil, they lose that ability and are labelled Night Walkers. The Day Walkers have stringent rules and must follow them, much like those in the Seelie Court. Night Walkers are hunted down and exterminated, much like those from the Unseelie Court. It was eerily similar to us. A bonus point was that Alastair's parents had no problem with hybrids. They were thrilled that Alastair had found his fated mate. Like most Fae, most Vampires wait a lifetime to find their fated mates, and if the Gods and Goddesses give them another species, then it was meant
I find it exciting when I meet someone and want them in my book. Renée is a waitress at my favourite café (and yes, I am using the French spelling because it is originally a French word, and that should be acknowledged, even if it was taken from the Turkish word 'kahve' which means coffee). The things you find out when looking for an e with an accute accent over it. Back to Renée. She is awesome and comes across as a strong person, so I felt she needed to be a warrior. It just so happened that I had a position available. She accepted, and here she is. While she is not a main character, she is definitely sticking around for a while.
Tyler's Point of ViewIt didn't take us that long to put away our clothes and organise Avril's gear. I hoped she would want to spend a little intimate time together. The thought of making love to mate made me harden. My trousers were tight and uncomfortable and conspicuous.I was about to ask her when she said, "I'm going to have a shower. You can join me if you like.""Sounds good," I replied with a smirk. She returned my smirk, took my hand, and led me into the bathroom, where she turned on the water in the shower. Once it had reached a temperature she deemed acceptable, she retook my hand and stepped in.I followed her in, and she turned to face me. "I'm going to wash your back," she said as she grabbed the soap."Only my back?" I asked, lifting my eyebrows up and down suggestively. "We shall see," she said, demanding, "Turn around!"She lathered my back, rubbing the soap into my skin, then started rubbing her hands over my chest, taking care not to get any of the suds on my nip
Tyler's Point of View"We will need to pick up Renée and take her to the meeting," Avril said as we took the last step onto the ground floor. "I could mind-link her, but I would like to see her quarters. I want to ensure that she has settled in, as she may be with us for quite a while, depending on how this goes down."We walked down the stairs, and instead of taking a right to the dining room, we left to the Royal Guards' Apartments. Perry had told me it was fifth on the right down the wide corridor. A lounge room with a pool table, wide-screen television, and bar was at the end. Adriana and Daemon looked after their pack, especially the guards and warriors who protected them.We knocked on the door, and Renée opened it straight away. She must have been waiting for us. She opened the door and invited us into her small but furnished lounge. The furniture was minimalistic, and a few generic potted plants added a touch of greenery to the space. The lounge was open plan with a small kitc
Renée's Point of ViewBeta Perry showed me to my new apartment. I couldn't believe how luxurious it was."Beta Perry, how many people will I be living with," I asked as we stepped through the door."Just you, Renée," he answered, "and please call me Perry.""I can't do that, Beta Perry. It would be disrespectful."How about I make a deal?" he said. "If the King and Queen ask you to call them by their first names, call me by mine.""Deal, Beta Perry," I responded, absolutely sure that calling King Daemon and Queen Adriana by their first names would not happen."Once Beta Perry had left, I unpacked my clothes and weapons. I had one set of casual clothes, the uniform and armour I was currently wearing, a set of night clothes, and underwear. Strapped to my side was a sword, which was my most prized possession. It was a gift from my father when I entered the academy; a week later, he was gone.He had been on border patrol when deformed Fae from the Unseelie Court crossed out borders. Three
Avril's Point of ViewNow that Renée and Delilah were settled and talking and we'd finished lunch, Daemon delved into the main reason for the meeting. Tyler and me."While we were in the Fae realm, Avril ended an engagement contract with a Fae named Neri due to finding her true fated mate," began Daemon. "The father of her ex-fiancé, Duan, was less than pleased, shall we say, and Adriana and I overheard them conspiring to kill Tyler and force Avril to marry Neri."There were gasps from around the room."What is the purpose of this?" asked Adam."The ultimate purpose is to gain access to the Fae throne, which absolutely stuns me," I answered, "since I am not next in line to gain the throne. To do that, they would need to assassinate my mother and my eldest sister.""So this Neri wants to become a king?" asked Charlotte."He would never be a king, no matter what," I explained. "The only time there is ever a king is when there are no female children to ascend and only males. My brother c
Hi Everyone I hope you are enjoying the new year so far. I have certainly enjoyed writing, even with my back and arms acting up. So I am back to work now, and I will be posting on Sunday nights. The reason for this is that I only have weekends to write. In saying that, I am hoping to post at least a couple of chapters every weekend. There are a couple of public holidays I am hoping to use to get more writing done as well. Once the school holidays start in April, I will be writing and publishing more frequently.
Renée's Point of View Daemon and Adriana had asked the witches if they could cast a spell that would render a Fae invisible to another Fae. Amiria thought they might be able to do it, and Delilah asked if I would allow them to practise on me. I could see that Avril was worried about her mate, Tyler. She told me, "If you would, I would appreciate it. It is not just Tyler's life in danger but also the lives of my mother, sister and brother. At least my brother and his mate are here." I was more than happy to do since protecting the Fae Royal Family is paramount for any Fae warrior. The three witches and I went to my apartment, leaving the rest of them still talking around the dining room table. On the way, Delilah explained, "This is going to take a little while. We will need to meditate and clear our minds. Then Amiria will cast the spell." Once in the lounge, they gathered around me and stood silently with their eyes closed. After a short time, Amiria began to chant a spell. Voc
I hope you enjoyed that short story. It was rather important because it was the beginning of the Supernatural Council, which is mentioned in Book 4.Book 4: The Gamma and her two Alphas follow Princess Lucienne and is set just over 18 years into the future. Lucienne is not entirely happy being a princess and certainly is not all ladylike like her mother, Queen Adriana, wishes she was. In fact, she can be a bit of a rebel at times and pulls no punches if you piss her off. Book 4 has been started and will be posted starting January 2025.Check out my I*******m page (nikoradepressedpoet) for pictures of the latest covers. Each book will be available in paperback. I am rewriting parts of Book 1. The covers for books 4 and 5 are already designed.
Asher’s Point of ViewAndreas fell to the ground, crumpling against the cold tiles, his body barely clinging to consciousness. The fury in his eyes was still present, but it was mingled with something else—fear. “You may have won this battle, but there are others who believe in the purity of Dragonkind,” he rasped, his voice barely a whisper.His words hung in the air, a twisted echo of the truth he could no longer deny. The irony was palpable; he had sought power through a dark alliance, yet he spoke of purity as if it still held weight. He had traded the purity he claimed to uphold for power, and now, even that was slipping through his fingers.Father stepped forward with the Council behind him, his expression one of grave disappointment. “Andreas, you and your father have sown discord among our people and disgraced your family name. T
Asher’s Point of ViewMy Dragon and I were enraged by Andreas’s words describing our fated mate as a dog. Rin placed her hand against my arm, its muscles tense and coiled tightly, fists clenched in anger. Her gentle touch acted like a soothing balm, softening my clenched fist.Slowly, I felt the anger beginning to dissipate, the pressure easing as I relaxed under her calming influence. The contrast between my earlier state and this new sense of peace was palpable, reminding me of the power of our bond. There was nothing Andreas could say that would make me turn against Rin. I would rather lose my crown than be without her.The tension in the council chamber was electric as Andreas continued to spew venom, his arrogance infuriating. I could feel the Dragon within me thrumming, eager for a confrontation. “Enough!” I
Christine’s Point of ViewThe air felt thick in the chamber, as if the magic that summoned Andreas and Viggo hung around, binding us in an unseen net of tension. Viggo’s face was drawn tight, his eyes flickering with a dangerous mix of fear and rage. At the same time, Andreas’ expression remained cold and calculating. His eyes darted around the room, assessing, scheming.Andreas recovered first, straightening as if pulling on an invisible cloak of authority. “What you claim is… nonsense,” he panted, glaring at Eiríkr. Fighting the compulsion to tell the truth was taking its toll and making him sweat. “I’ve been… nothing but… loyal… to our kind. This… is a… farce!” He was panting now from the sheer exertion.Asher stood tall next to me, his ha
Christine’s Point of ViewWe slowly made our way back, twisting and turning through the enchanted passages to the awaiting Council Members. Asher had already mind-linked his father, who assured him they would be waiting. We weren’t the only ones who had news since the archiver from the Council of Witches and Warlocks had found some interesting information.The Council Chambers buzzed with a quiet intensity. Though our alliance remained steadfast, the growing unrest among the Dragon-Shifter populace threatened everything we had built. Outside these walls, whispers of dissent were rising, fueled by fear of change and manipulation by those who sought to close our society once again.Asher stood beside me, his expression grim as he explained what we found in the books. “While we have nothing concrete at this stage, if we do
Asher's Point of View"So you think he's using his own son as a pawn?" Adriana asked.Her question was answered, "I think Viggo would use anyone—blood or not—to get what he wants." I agreed with Father. This was part of the reason why I didn't want much to do with my uncle, aunt, and cousins.My grandfather had forced Father and Viggo to take chosen mates, ones he thought were acceptable for the Royal Family. Both were well-educated, refined women from noble families.My parents had at least fallen in love eventually, even if they weren't fated mates. Father had never met his fated mate, or at least, that was what he had told me. When my mother, Áslaug (AWS-lough), died, he was heartbroken but still able to function.Viggo
Asher's Point of ViewThe council chamber felt colder than it ever had before. No matter how many fires roared in the hearths or candles flickered against the heavy stone walls, a chill seemed to seep into my bones. I couldn't put it entirely down to tiredness, even though I was exhausted fighting two battles in such a short time.No. It was a combination of many things. Andreas' smirk, the flames from the explosion, and the insignia of the Purists haunted me as I sat at the table, my hands clenched so tight that my knuckles were white.Rin sat beside me, her expression hard but eyes betraying the same exhaustion and worry I felt. It had been hours since we returned from the first fight, but with the second battle, we hadn't had a moment to breathe. There was no time for rest when the Purists were gaining ground. My cousin, Andreas, was
Asher's Point of ViewAs soon as Rin and I returned from the marketplace attack, we called for an emergency council meeting. The tension in what we now referred to as the council chamber hung in the air, thick enough to cut through.The servants had been busy changing the room. It was now a place of stark contrasts. Ancient banners from each species hung from the high vaulted ceilings, their vibrant colours dulled by the weight of war. The air smelled faintly of smoke and iron, a reminder of battles past and future.Every seat around the grand, circular table was filled. Dragons, Wolves, Vampires, and the Lycan King and Queen united under one roof. Yet, for some reason, it felt as if we were all divided by the constant threat looming over us.The Purists were growing bolder, and tonight
Christine's Point of ViewThe days that followed were a whirlwind of activity. We launched joint patrols, organised public gatherings, and ensured that every species—Dragons, Wolves, Vampires, Fae—was represented. It wasn't easy. There were still plenty of sceptical people, glares, and whispered doubts. But slowly, I began to see a shift.In the streets, I saw Wolves patrolling alongside Dragons. Vampires and Fae worked alongside Dragons in the markets to keep the peace. It wasn't perfect, and tensions were still simmering beneath the surface, but it was progress. And I started feeling hopeful for the first time in what felt like forever.Asher and I stood on a balcony overlooking the domed city one evening, watching as the lights of the stronghold twinkled in the darkness of the weir. The air was cool, carrying the scent of snow from ou