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
The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 23 are: Voco ad silentium, (woh-ko ahd see-lehn-tee-oom) Quod te circumdat, (kwod teh keer-koom-daht) Voco ad tenebras, (woh-ko ahd teh-neh-brahs) Quod te celat, (kwod teh keh-laht) Voco ad lucem, (woh-ko ahd loo-kem) Quod per te splendet, (kwod teh splehn-deht) Coniunctim simul, (koh-nee-ook-teem see-mool) Tu potes ab omnibus latere. (too poh-tes ahb om-nee-boos lah-teh-reh) It has been loosely translated it as: I call to the silence, It surrounds you, I call to the darkness, It conceals you, I call to the light, It shines through you, Together as one, You can hide from all. It has been a while since I had to learn Latin and use it, so I think my declensions are correct. I started learning Latin at 7 years. My grandfather taught me both Classical and Church since I went to an Anglican church school. I took it during high school as one of my language choices. My grandfather was so precious to me, that I have tried to
Renée's Point of View After spending a relaxing afternoon and evening with Delilah, we decided to trust in the Goddess and move in together. We would take other parts of the relationship a little slower, but it would take a little while for me, especially, to get used to sleeping in the same bed with another person, let alone mating. I had never been in a relationship before with a female or male. We each found males and females attractive, and Delilah had been out with both. I had just been too dedicated to my job. In my mind, there was a big difference between some random person and your God or Goddess-gifted mate. There was also the fact that although Fae lived for many thousands of years, I was still only in my thirties, while Delilah was 107 years old. She felt a little weird about being much, much older than me.
Adriana's Point of ViewYesterday afternoon, Daemon and I took the opportunity to spend time with the twins. I always missed them terribly when we went away. Regrettably, it just wasn't safe to bring them, not with the places we ended up going. One day, maybe.At breakfast this morning, we all stated what our plans were for the day. Charlotte and Adam were going over the rosters for patrols and guards. For the guards, there was the Royal Guards who were protecting the mansion where we lived. There was another set of guards who manned the gate where all visitors were supposed to enter and exit. Then there was the border protection.Border protection involved patrols at different intervals. Each patrol group consisted of six warriors. Three would patrol in human form, while the others were in wolf form. Our human forms could see, hear and smell almost as well as our wolves, but it was only an almost. Having three in wolf form gave that extra level of detection.Since the Royal Guard had
Avril's Point of ViewTyler and I spent the morning with Perry and Ariana working out how to accommodate any possible Fae refugees should it be needed. As much as I wanted to think we wouldn't need it, I just couldn't shake the feeling that we probably would.When Adriana had the mansion updated and refurbished, a road had been created between here and the old packhouse. That building had been refurbished into accommodation and an area for pack meetings. Guest houses were built close to the main mansion that housed the people during the coronation.More had been built since then, as well as chalets for the Royal Guards and family, but no one had moved in yet. Should we need it, there were places with Wolf-Shifter families. So all in all, we had enough accommodation for around 150 people. Plenty.We met everyone for lunch before Tyler and I returned to our apartment. I needed to speak with him. The feelings of guilt were threatening to overwhelm me."What is wrong?" asked Tyler. "I can
Avril's Point of View For three weeks, everyone had been training and organising. Daemon, Adriana and Thorn continued with their magic. Both Daemon and Adriana were able to harness all four basic elements as well as electricity. Daemon was exceptionally strong in earth magic, whereas Adriana could access all of them equally. She was an Aether Elementalist and, with training, could become very powerful. Renée and the witches were seeing how powerful they could make the invisibility spell. They had explained to me that the only creatures who could be truly invisible were Dragon-Shifters. The spell Amiria devised was the best it would get in terms of invisibility. With all three witches involved in casting the spell, it lasted for 10 hours. So far, none of the Wolf-Shifters, Witches, or Fae here could detect Renée, though there didn't seem to be any way to hide opening and closing doors or lifting objects. Not even Dragons could hide that, so the spell was definitely close. I had mind
Avril's Point of ViewTyler and I entered the portal, with the rest of our group following. Each time I stepped through, it was a surreal sensation. First, a gentle ripple caressed my skin, and our realm blurred into nothingness. It left me suspended in the unknown for what were mere seconds that felt like minutes. Then, there was a brief tingle as we stepped out of the portal into another realm."Wow!" exclaimed Tyler. "I don't think I will ever get used to that.""I'm still not used to it," I told him, grabbing his hand. "I have lost count of how many times I have been through one, and it still gets me every time."“I may not get used to that, but I certainly enjoy this,” he purred as the palpitations associated with the mate bond ran up my arm.“As much as I want to, now is not the time,” I admonished him before turning to Lysander, who was busy looking around, "Hey, weren't there supposed to be warriors here waiting for us?""Yes, they were, but this area is different. This is not
The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 28 are: Since there aren't any magnetic poles as it is not a planet, the closest would be ley lines, which are created out of magical energy. energētikés grammés means lines of energy or energy lines and is propnounced (en-er-yay-tee-kees grahm-mays) with the stress in enérgeias falling on the second syllable and the stress in grammés falling on the first syllable. Borrās means North and is pronounced (bor-rahs) with the stress falling on the first syllable. elēnítēs líthos means moonstone (eh-lay-nee-tays lee-thos) with the stress on the third syllable in elēnítēs and the stress falling on the first syllable in líthos. Phonetic Sounds: I thought I might put them in to make it to the 100 minimum words in order to publish this author note. g has two distinct sounds in ancient Greek (as opposed to classical Greek). 1. Before the vowels e, t, and y, it is pronounced y as in yes. 2. Before vowels a, o, and u, it is pronounced g a
Well, that one's finished. There is more to come in the series, along with some of the smaller stories, which are exceptionally important. Of the five major books in the series, there is only one left when Cedric goes looking for his mate. Of the smaller ones like Dragon Princess, there are another 4 that come before the 5th book. Like Dragon Princess, these 3 come before Book 4. I just haven't written the smaller ones in order.- Into the Light- A Love eternal- My Omega, My Mate The smaller book that comes between Books 4 and 5 is called Redemption, and it follows Michaela's journey. >>>>When I finished writing Book 4, I started rewriting Book 1 to make it better. It will be made available on May 1st on A****n. Although there is a remarkable difference in the number of words (37,000), there were no plot changes. I am currently rewriting Book 2, and there are minute changes to the plot. Things I wished I put in there after I had already started publishing. Once I've finished re
Lucienne’s Point of ViewThe morning air was crisp and filled with the gentle hum of conversation as the dining hall came alive. It was the day of farewells, and though my heart felt heavy at the thought of parting from my family and friends, the love and laughter filling the room helped to keep the sadness at bay.The large oak table was laden with food—platters of eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, pastries, and jugs of juice and coffee. My mates, Marc and Cole, sat on either side of me, their presence grounding me.I glanced around the room, engraving every detail into my memory, knowing these moments would sustain me in the months ahead. My parents sat at the head of the table with their usual regal poise, though the warmth in their gazes betrayed their pride and love. My mother’s hand rested gently on my father’s, a gesture of the eternal love they shared.My siblings surrounded them, each one a piece of my heart I would carry with me. My twin and other half, Cedric, ever the leader, wore
Point of ViewI released him, only to pick up where I left off. Soon enough, they were both naked, their bodies crafted to perfection by the Moon Goddess. I watched with pure satisfaction as Cole stroked himself. Marc bent me forward before kneeling down to worship my dripping pussy. My face was now level with the object of my desire—Cole's engorged shaft.Pre-cum formed on the tip, enticing me. My tongue flicked the tip, tasting him. The rich, smooth taste of chocolate contrasted with the sweet taste of orange. My favourite. Cole groaned, tangling his fingers in my hair as I took him into my mouth.My hips bucked instinctively when Marc buried his face between my thighs, his expert tongue finding that sweet spot I'd missed so much. He lapped at me with increasing fervour, bringing me to the brink and then backing off, prolonging the delicious agony.As he slid two lubed fingers inside my back hole, curling them upwards towards my G-spot, a sound slipped out of me before I could sto
Lucienne’s Point of ViewThe air buzzed with anticipation as the pack gathered beneath the silver glow of the half-moon. The courtyard of the pack house had been transformed into a vision of ethereal beauty—magical Fae lights draped from the trees thanks to Aunty Avril and Aunty Alise, their glow soft and warm against the deepening twilight. The scent of fresh roses and lilacs filled the air, mingling with the crisp, earthy scent of the forest.Tonight, I would become the heart of the Howling Moon Pack, their Luna. My heart raced as I glanced around, taking in the familiar faces of my friends and family, along with some of the pack members I had met. Most were warriors, but since I encouraged everyone to train, I was coming to know all of them.My parents stood near the front of the gathered crowd, regal and proud. My father would preside over the ceremony, a rare and significant honour. Beside him, my mother, looking every bit the Queen she was, offered me a soft, reassuring smile.O
Lucienne’s Point of ViewThe faint scent of jasmine and lavender lingered in the room as I finished my morning counselling session with Dr. Simeon. The discussions were helping more than I had expected. Though the wounds were far from healed, they didn’t feel as raw as before. Dr. Simeon’s steady presence and gentle insights were like a balm to my battered soul.After our session, I made my way to the pack house’s office, where Marc and Cole were waiting. Their bond with me had only grown stronger in the past few days. They were incredibly supportive, often attending sessions with Dr. Simeon to better understand how to help me. Their patience and steady reassurance made me feel like I wasn’t facing this alone.Although we hadn’t had sex since coming back, I slept next to them every night. I felt I was ready to take our relationship to the next phase towards normality. One of those was leading the pack.“I think Annabelle would make an excellent temporary Gamma,” I said, taking a seat
Lucienne's Point of ViewThe morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains as I made my way to the pack house dining room. My conversation with Marc and Cole last night had settled some of my nerves, but the weight of everything I’d endured still pressed heavily on my chest. I tried to push it aside, to focus on the warmth of their steady presence beside me, but my thoughts kept circling back to the same point: I couldn’t keep bottling everything up.I needed to talk to my mother. As a child, there were times when only a mother’s hug and gentle words would fix everything. I found her sitting on a reading bench in the main room.“Lucienne,” she said, her voice warm yet carrying the natural authority she wielded effortlessly. She gestured for me to sit across from her. “I was just about to have some coffee. Would you care to join me?”I settled into the seat beside her, the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting from her cup. “Coffee sounds good,” I replied, though my voice
Marc’s Point of ViewThe room was quiet, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light over the space, but the silence wasn’t peaceful. It was heavy, like the calm before a storm. Cole sat on the edge of the bed, his head bowed slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck, his tension palpable even in the subdued light. I stood near the dresser, absently folding the shirt I had discarded earlier, my eyes fixed on Lucienne. She stood near the window, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as she stared into the night.My fingers moved methodically, smoothing out the fabric of the shirt, creasing it along lines I didn’t care about but couldn’t stop obsessing over. Fold the sleeve inward. Match the edges perfectly. Smooth again. The shirt had already been folded three times, but it gave my hands something to do, a way to release the restlessness building in my chest.Cassius was pacing in my mind, his agitation bleeding into my every thought. “Comfort her. Go to her. Hold her.” H
Cole’s Point of ViewDawn broke over the city as the last of the Supernatural Council guards departed with the prisoners. Thank the Goddess that the docks were a rundown abandoned area with few to no humans. The warriors we brought with us cleared the area before the Council arrived.The rogues and traitors, shackled and subdued, were loaded onto the council’s enchanted wagons, their fates sealed. I stood beside Marc, our shared relief palpable as the weight of the past days began to ease. Lucienne stood a few steps ahead, her posture straight and proud, but I could feel the tension radiating from her.Marc and I exchanged a glance. She hadn’t spoken much since we found her. It wasn’t like Lucienne to hold back—she was bold and fearless, her emotions always worn like a badge of honour. But now, her silence was deafening, the weight of everything she had endured pressing down on her.She stayed close to us, her touch grounding. Whether holding our hands, leaning into us, or simply brus
Lucienne's Point of ViewTaking our prisoners upstairs, Elizabeth’s face twisted into a mask of desperation. “Reject her!” she demanded, her voice shrill. “Choose Beatrice instead. She’s been trained for this position her entire life. You grew up with her—you know her! She’s everything a Luna should be. Not some—some Gamma!”Her words grew more frantic as she continued. “Beatrice loves you! She’s ladylike and graceful; everything Lucienne isn’t!”Elizabeth was giving me whiplash. First, she mistook Marc and Cole’s Lycans for my parents, recognising that I am a princess. Then she called me a mere Gamma as if what she said previously was non-existent.Marc and Cole both laughed the sound deep and mocking.“You’re delusional,” Cole said bluntly.“As is Beatrice,” Marc added, his tone filled with disdain. “To think we’d ever give up our fated mate for something far less.”“As if we’d give up our fated mate for anyone else,” continued Cole. “Unbelievable!”Elizabeth’s mouth opened and clos