MasukShare
Getting Damn Bloody These Days
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-04-18 06:24:52
Bab terkait
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Broken Our Future Promises
When Kael left, the room fell into a hush so complete, even the baby seemed to settle. Nyma sat there, one hand curled protectively over her belly, the other resting limp at her side—like she couldn’t decide whether to guard or surrender.Raina’s words still echoed in her mind, not loud, not accusatory—just lingering. A soft hum in the bones.She hadn’t said it outright. She hadn’t needed to.That flicker in Raina’s voice, that almost-question. “Can I have it?”Not your child, Nyma reminded herself. Not that.But something like it.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-18Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! That Moonstone
Nyma jolted awake with a gasp, her hands flying to her swollen belly, fingers splaying protectively over the child within. The remnants of the nightmare clung to her—Adrain’s voice, low and venomous, whispering in the dark: "I’ll take what’s mine."The words slithered through her skull like smoke—Adrain’s voice, intimate and cruel. Not pleading. Promising.Her hands flew to her belly, trembling. The baby kicked, soft and real.Alive. Still hers. For now.Her pulse roared in her ears. Would he dare?A knock at the door."Nyma?" Her mother's voice—gentle, but edged in iron. "May I come in?" Nyma opened her mouth to say no, to beg for five more minutes—but her voice betrayed her."...Yes."The door creaked open. Luna Elara stepped in, carrying a tray in hand. The scent of wintermint and crushed moonroot filled the air, grounding and warm. On the tray: a steaming clay cup, a shallow bowl of porridge laced with wolfberries and fire-pearl dust—meant to nourish a growing wolf child. Meant t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Two goddesses, Two blessings
“Hm,” Elara murmured, the sound tight in her throat. “Interesting. Prince Adrain could surely get his hands on something rare…”But her eyes said something else entirely. They didn’t move from the stone.She leaned in, close enough to feel the warmth it pulsed into Nyma’s skin.“Our family’s moonstones reflect the bloodline,” Elara said quietly. “Silver for vision. White for resolve. Yours was silver, the night we crowned you Luna. A perfect match. But this…”She hovered just above it, hand open like she was afraid to touch.Then, finally, she did.The moment her
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-19Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Like A Coward
“We need to tell your father. Alpha Cedric will understand the weight of this,” Elara said, her voice edged with urgency, already moving before Nyma could answer.Without a word, Luna Elara’s gaze sharpened. She closed her eyes briefly, reaching out through the silent bond only high-ranking wolves shared.Amelia, she mind-linked, her tone brisk and unyielding. Come to Nyma’s chambers. We need to speak with Alpha Cedric—immediately.Luna Elara turned from the pendant’s faint glow, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor as she faced her daughter.“We also need to arrange a visit to the royal estate,” she said crisply. “Formally, it’s diplomacy. Unofficially—if the King and Queen don’t know yet, they will soon. They must be made aware of what you carry.”Nyma recoiled like she’d been slapped. “Seriously, Mama?”Elara arched a brow, caught off-guard by the heat in her daughter’s voice. “Yes. It’s necessary. This isn’t just a child, Nyma. It’s the future. A bridge between the p
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! This Isn’t Just About Your Pride
"You stupid, reckless girl."Alpha Cedric's voice didn’t boom like a thunderclap—it slithered into the room like smoke under a locked door, a low, venom-laced whisper that made the air itself recoil. No rage. No raised volume. Just that icy, disbelieving fury that strikes deeper than any yell could hope to.Nyma froze mid-step, the heat of her father's presence bearing down on her like an avalanche. At her throat, the golden pendant—a relic older than the treaty that had tied her fate to Adrain’s—shuddered, then flared to life. Its glow wasn’t gentle. It threw jagged light across the walls like bars, a cage of her own bloodline's making.Then Elara emerged from the shadows behind Cedric, and if her expression was meant to be maternal, it had been devoured by something colder. Her face was sculpted into sharp angles of disbelief and disapproval, fury laced into every breath she took. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Her voice shook—not with sadness, but with restrained hysteria.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-22Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! They’ll Try To Stop Me
The air itself screamed.Golden fire erupted from the Nyma's aura, sparkled like current beneath her finger tips.Windows glass shattered near her. Elara was forced to step backward, her body unable to stand close to Nyma's, some energy pushing everything away from her daughter with a sickening crack. Aunt Amelia and Beta couldn't even process as they were on knees in submission.Alpha Cedric barely managed to stay upright, his boots carving trenches in the floorboards as the force of Nyma's magic pushed him toward the doorway.But Nyma didn't move an inch. And nobody wants to know what would happen if she did make a move right now.She stood at the heart of the storm, her hair whipping like live flames, her eyes—gods, her eyes—no longer the soft, but the merciless gold of a predator staring down its kill."You want me to think like a Luna?" Her voice was layered, echoing with something ancient. "Then listen to your Luna now."She took a step forward. The floor blackened beneath her b
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-23Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Coming Home
Nyma's fingers trembled as she snatched the crumpled papers from her nightstand. The heavy parchment felt like poison in her hands, Adrian's royal crest embossed at the top in mocking gold foil.Raina reached out. "Nym, you don't have to—"But Nyma was already scanning the text, her eyes catching on phrases that made her blood run cold:"Termination of marital rights... Full custody relinquishment... Prenuptial clause 7b enforcement..."Then she reached the final page.The world stopped."Petitioner shall retain sole custody of all offspring resulting from this union, effective immediately upon birth."A full minute passed in absolute stillness. The only sound was the slow drip of Nyma's claws piercing her own palms, black blood oozing between her fingers—at the words that would unmake her..Raina reached for the papers. "Ny? What does it say—"Nyma’s lips moved slowly, as if shaping the words was agony. Her voice, when it came, was ragged—razored—choked with disbelief and something fa
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-25Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Ghost Of Another Presence
“And no one—Alpha, Lycan, or blood-bound parent—is taking them from me.”Her words didn’t echo. They resonated, thick and absolute, the kind of truth that didn’t ask for permission to exist.For a moment, the room forgot how to breathe. Even the shadows seemed to flinch, drawing back into corners like they understood they were no longer welcome in her presence.Nyma didn’t need to raise her voice again. She simply stood there, steady and unblinking, eyes fixed on Raina with the certainty of someone who had already burned once—and would burn the world before she let it happen again.Raina inhaled, sharp and slow, her chest rising with something she couldn’t quite name—fear, awe, maybe even guilt. Her voice cracked slightly, hesitant. “Nyma…” Her gaze flickered toward the door. “If your mother finds out—”“Then she’ll know,” Nyma cut in, quiet but immovable, like iron hammered flat.She didn't need to shout. She didn’t need to explain herself. But Raina, ever the loyal sister-in-law, ev
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-26
Bab terbaru
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! I'm Pregnant, Not Broken
Nyma’s elder brother, the future Alpha of Raven’s Flock, stood as if the very storms of the old world had shaped him—muscle and bone hardened by a lifetime of discipline, golden eyes bright with a fury barely leashed beneath his skin. Every line of his body promised violence should even a whisper of provocation escape her lips."Sophie D’Aragon, let me remind you for last! " Kael said, his voice low and grating, each word dragging over the air like a blade against stone. "You were banished. The terms were clear—no return, no exceptions."Across from him, Sophie remained untouched by the hostility lacing the air between them. She drew her gloves tighter against her wrists, a movement so casual it bordered on contempt, and lifted her gaze to meet his with the ease of a woman long-accustomed to standing her ground against worse monsters than he."And yet, here I stand," she said, her words smooth as river stones, her mouth curling into a smile sharp enough to cut glass. "Even if your sis
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! You’re Trespassing
The name sat on Nyma’s tongue like poison, bitter as wolfsbane and just as deadly.She hadn’t spoken it in over a year—hadn’t called him, hadn’t chased after the ghost of him.Hadn’t dared.But now, the past was clawing up her spine, wicked and sharp, demanding to be named.And gods, she was so damn tired of carrying it alone.Raina swallowed, the sound loud in the hollowed-out room. Her hands twitched at her sides like she didn't know whether to reach for Nyma or step back from her."Who else knows?" Raina asked, her voice paper-thin, like she was afraid the truth might tear right through her.Nyma stilled, head tilting just slightly — a motion so small it might’ve been mistaken for nothing at all. But it wasn’t nothing. It was a storm she didn’t name.A history she didn’t owe anyone. The name surfaced — unbidden, unwanted — coating her mouth in something sour.How he knew. He always would. And how he didn’t matter. As he was nothing to them. Nothing worth remembering.For a heartbea
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Ghost Of Another Presence
“And no one—Alpha, Lycan, or blood-bound parent—is taking them from me.”Her words didn’t echo. They resonated, thick and absolute, the kind of truth that didn’t ask for permission to exist.For a moment, the room forgot how to breathe. Even the shadows seemed to flinch, drawing back into corners like they understood they were no longer welcome in her presence.Nyma didn’t need to raise her voice again. She simply stood there, steady and unblinking, eyes fixed on Raina with the certainty of someone who had already burned once—and would burn the world before she let it happen again.Raina inhaled, sharp and slow, her chest rising with something she couldn’t quite name—fear, awe, maybe even guilt. Her voice cracked slightly, hesitant. “Nyma…” Her gaze flickered toward the door. “If your mother finds out—”“Then she’ll know,” Nyma cut in, quiet but immovable, like iron hammered flat.She didn't need to shout. She didn’t need to explain herself. But Raina, ever the loyal sister-in-law, ev
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Coming Home
Nyma's fingers trembled as she snatched the crumpled papers from her nightstand. The heavy parchment felt like poison in her hands, Adrian's royal crest embossed at the top in mocking gold foil.Raina reached out. "Nym, you don't have to—"But Nyma was already scanning the text, her eyes catching on phrases that made her blood run cold:"Termination of marital rights... Full custody relinquishment... Prenuptial clause 7b enforcement..."Then she reached the final page.The world stopped."Petitioner shall retain sole custody of all offspring resulting from this union, effective immediately upon birth."A full minute passed in absolute stillness. The only sound was the slow drip of Nyma's claws piercing her own palms, black blood oozing between her fingers—at the words that would unmake her..Raina reached for the papers. "Ny? What does it say—"Nyma’s lips moved slowly, as if shaping the words was agony. Her voice, when it came, was ragged—razored—choked with disbelief and something fa
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! They’ll Try To Stop Me
The air itself screamed.Golden fire erupted from the Nyma's aura, sparkled like current beneath her finger tips.Windows glass shattered near her. Elara was forced to step backward, her body unable to stand close to Nyma's, some energy pushing everything away from her daughter with a sickening crack. Aunt Amelia and Beta couldn't even process as they were on knees in submission.Alpha Cedric barely managed to stay upright, his boots carving trenches in the floorboards as the force of Nyma's magic pushed him toward the doorway.But Nyma didn't move an inch. And nobody wants to know what would happen if she did make a move right now.She stood at the heart of the storm, her hair whipping like live flames, her eyes—gods, her eyes—no longer the soft, but the merciless gold of a predator staring down its kill."You want me to think like a Luna?" Her voice was layered, echoing with something ancient. "Then listen to your Luna now."She took a step forward. The floor blackened beneath her b
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! This Isn’t Just About Your Pride
"You stupid, reckless girl."Alpha Cedric's voice didn’t boom like a thunderclap—it slithered into the room like smoke under a locked door, a low, venom-laced whisper that made the air itself recoil. No rage. No raised volume. Just that icy, disbelieving fury that strikes deeper than any yell could hope to.Nyma froze mid-step, the heat of her father's presence bearing down on her like an avalanche. At her throat, the golden pendant—a relic older than the treaty that had tied her fate to Adrain’s—shuddered, then flared to life. Its glow wasn’t gentle. It threw jagged light across the walls like bars, a cage of her own bloodline's making.Then Elara emerged from the shadows behind Cedric, and if her expression was meant to be maternal, it had been devoured by something colder. Her face was sculpted into sharp angles of disbelief and disapproval, fury laced into every breath she took. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Her voice shook—not with sadness, but with restrained hysteria.
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Like A Coward
“We need to tell your father. Alpha Cedric will understand the weight of this,” Elara said, her voice edged with urgency, already moving before Nyma could answer.Without a word, Luna Elara’s gaze sharpened. She closed her eyes briefly, reaching out through the silent bond only high-ranking wolves shared.Amelia, she mind-linked, her tone brisk and unyielding. Come to Nyma’s chambers. We need to speak with Alpha Cedric—immediately.Luna Elara turned from the pendant’s faint glow, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor as she faced her daughter.“We also need to arrange a visit to the royal estate,” she said crisply. “Formally, it’s diplomacy. Unofficially—if the King and Queen don’t know yet, they will soon. They must be made aware of what you carry.”Nyma recoiled like she’d been slapped. “Seriously, Mama?”Elara arched a brow, caught off-guard by the heat in her daughter’s voice. “Yes. It’s necessary. This isn’t just a child, Nyma. It’s the future. A bridge between the p
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! Two goddesses, Two blessings
“Hm,” Elara murmured, the sound tight in her throat. “Interesting. Prince Adrain could surely get his hands on something rare…”But her eyes said something else entirely. They didn’t move from the stone.She leaned in, close enough to feel the warmth it pulsed into Nyma’s skin.“Our family’s moonstones reflect the bloodline,” Elara said quietly. “Silver for vision. White for resolve. Yours was silver, the night we crowned you Luna. A perfect match. But this…”She hovered just above it, hand open like she was afraid to touch.Then, finally, she did.The moment her
Oops, My Bastard Just Ate Your Legacy! That Moonstone
Nyma jolted awake with a gasp, her hands flying to her swollen belly, fingers splaying protectively over the child within. The remnants of the nightmare clung to her—Adrain’s voice, low and venomous, whispering in the dark: "I’ll take what’s mine."The words slithered through her skull like smoke—Adrain’s voice, intimate and cruel. Not pleading. Promising.Her hands flew to her belly, trembling. The baby kicked, soft and real.Alive. Still hers. For now.Her pulse roared in her ears. Would he dare?A knock at the door."Nyma?" Her mother's voice—gentle, but edged in iron. "May I come in?" Nyma opened her mouth to say no, to beg for five more minutes—but her voice betrayed her."...Yes."The door creaked open. Luna Elara stepped in, carrying a tray in hand. The scent of wintermint and crushed moonroot filled the air, grounding and warm. On the tray: a steaming clay cup, a shallow bowl of porridge laced with wolfberries and fire-pearl dust—meant to nourish a growing wolf child. Meant t
