The view was absolutely breathtaking, and Bianca was captivated by the beauty that stretched as far as her eyes could see. It felt like a dream, a brand new world she had stumbled upon. In her heart, she knew she had found her new home, a place where her old life was left behind.The nest she had crafted with care, using the finest branches and cushioned with fluffy leaves, perched proudly on a high rock shelf, safe from anything but the most skilled fliers.As Bianca settled into her cozy nest, a mix of excitement and anticipation filled her. She felt stronger than ever before, seeing the mightiness of her body and incredible strength running through her veins.However, there was something inside her heart that pulled her down like a stone thrown into the water. The way she started thinking about Michael, Blaze and her husband Samuel made her confused. There was something special in each of them that attracted her so much.Paradoxically, she had been emotionally closer to Michael and
In a dimly lit dungeon, the air thick with tension, Blaze found himself bound to a cold, iron chair. His muscles ached from the strain of resistance as he stared defiantly into the eyes of his tormentor, a ruthless interrogator named Jig. Jig, a towering figure with a cruel smirk on his face, paced back and forth in front of him, cracking his knuckles in anticipation. He held a sinister-looking instrument - a silver dagger - glistening in the dim light. "Blaze, let's become friends," Jig sneered, his voice dripping with sadistic delight. "I have two simple questions for you. Where is the Crow Woman? And first of all, where is Jasmine?" Blaze gritted his teeth, determination burning in his eyes. He knew he couldn't betray Bianca, the Crow Woman who had trusted him so much. But the pain was about to become unbearable. "I won't tell you anything," Blaze spat defiantly, his voice laced with determination. Jig's smirk widened, and he approached Blaze slowly, dagger in hand. With a flic
[before Bianca's birth]Melany sat nervously in the living room, her hands shaking as she waited for Patrick to join her. She was pregnant, and her heart was torn between the love for Patrick and the overwhelming responsibility of becoming a mother. Patrick entered the room, his face serious and showing a sign of impatience.."Mel, we need to talk," he said decidedly, taking a seat next to her.Melany nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know, Patrick. I've been thinking a lot about everything.""I have too," Patrick replied. "I want you to know that I love you, and that hasn't changed. But this is a huge decision, and we need to face it together.""I love you too," Melany said, wiping away a tear. "And I'm scared, Patrick. I never expected this to happen, and I don't know if I'm ready to be a mom."Patrick took her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Mel, I understand your fears. I'm scared too. But we're not alone in this. We have each other, and we can figure it out
Deep in the heart of the forbidden grove, Dervel was led by the dwarf two times smaller than him. They prowled through the darkness: Stacy kept focused, Dervel distracted and impatient to get his daughter back. He was always on high alert, sensing danger around every corner, but this time he did not even suspect that he was being led into a trap. However, he sensed a strange and unsettling energy in the air that called to him, but he ignored it - all he thought about was to get to the lighthouse as fast as possible.As they approached the abandoned building, a chilling breeze ruffled his fur, sending shivers down his spine. His sharp instincts, not knowing why, urged him to turn away, but the love for his daughter pulled him closer - his nostrils sensed a weak smell of her body.That bloody dwarf did not lie to me. Jasmine is really here! He thought to himself sniffing the air coming from behind the tower. Two more steps and the bushes gave it away - the lighthouse stood tall and impo
Flexy gracefully moved on the pole, her body twisting and stretching with fluidity and strength. The soft glow of the neon lights bathed her in a captivating aura, drawing the attention of the mesmerized audience. But amidst the applause and cheers, her heart yearned for something more – a love she had never known, but had always dreamt of.In the quiet moments before her performance, memories of her past would often flood her mind. She remembered her teenage years, a time when her heart was innocent and hopeful. Back then, she had been a girl named Felicity, and she had fallen deeply in love with a boy named Alex.They were inseparable, and their love was like a beacon of light in their small town. They promised each other love for eternity, and Felicity believed in that promise with all her being. But one day, without any warning, Alex vanished from her life, leaving her heartbroken and shattered.Since then, eve
The lighthouse was about to become a place of brotherhood battle. Everything ceased to move - there was only Dean and his dark reflection - Dervel. The once unbreakable bond that tied them together was now severed by darkness that consumed Dervel's heart.Dean's eyes held a glimmer of hope, a desperate plea for his brother to return to the light. "Dervel, please, we don't have to do this. I don't want to fight you."Dervel's lips curled into a wicked grin, his voice laced with malice. "Oh, but we do, dear brother. You see, I've embraced my true nature, the darkness that runs in our blood. And I won't stop until I prove I'm the strongest."With a growl, Dervel lunged at Dean, his claws slashing through the air. Dean dodged with agility, his heart heavy with sorrow for what his brother had become. He didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't let Dervel continue down this path of destruction as well as for him and everybody
Felicity stood at the edge of the bustling park, her heart pounding like a herd of galloping horses. She had always been a bit reserved, preferring the comfort of her books and art to the noise of the outside world. But something about this place felt different that day, as if an unseen force was drawing her to it.That's when she saw him - a boy with mesmerizing blue eyes and a smile that seemed to light up the whole park. His name was Alex, and from the moment their eyes met, Felicita felt an inexplicable connection, as if he was a missing particle of her soul.“Have you ever tried climbing up a tree?” he asked out of the blue, looking at the highest tree in the area. “You don’t like big crowds, so up there we will be alone.”Felicity followed his look but she wasn’t sure if he was serious. How could she climb such a high tree in the case she had never done it before?
In the eerie stillness of the abandoned lighthouse, two separate worlds fell apart - Dean sat with a heavy heart in the puddle of Dervel’s blood and Michael, completely powerless, faced with another irrevertible loss in his life.The lighthouse trembled with the intensity of the double fall. The echo reached every single stone that made the building, together with savage Dervel’s growl and cry of despair coming from Michael’s lungs.The blood dripped from the dead bodies - Dervel’s head was split after hitting a sharp protruding blade, which, to his misfortune, happened to be at the place of his fall. Dean was breathing heavily, he looked at his brother with a heavy heart, trying to understand what had just happened. But the blood could not lie - Dervel’s reign of evil really came to an end.At the same time, Michael had his eyes fixed on a different view. The cage was left intact, all the bars were not even scratched but Jasmine, inside it, did not show any signs of life. Her neck wa
Bianca cradled her newborn baby in her arms, feeling a surge of love and relief. She had survived the ordeal of giving birth to a healthy beautiful boy who had three different natures: the human one, crowish and wolfish.But it didn’t matter at that time. Bianca couldn't believe how perfect her baby was. She held him close to her chest, feeling his tiny heartbeat and his warm breath on her skin. She looked at his face, his eyes, his nose, his mouth, and saw a reflection of herself and his father. He was their miracle, their joy, their everything. She smiled and kissed his forehead, whispering words of love and gratitude. She felt a surge of emotion as she realized how much her life had changed at that moment. She was a mother now, and nothing would ever be the same. The world was about to change thanks to her and the werewolf who she picked to be the father.At the same time, the mere thought of what was going to come filled her with fear. Until her baby is not big and strong, there w
A loud bang tore the whole place apart. Melany jerked out of terror and the only thing that occurred in her head was the fear about her daughter.I know this gun. She thought.Victor, who are you shooting at? Her hand was already on the handle. Bianca surely wasn’t asleep anymore. Not after such a long bang. When the door is open, the whole truth will come to light.So, there she was behind the door fighting with herself. With her fear of losing her daughter once and for all, which might happen in two different ways: physical and emotional.Bianca, are you alright? Having seen Patrick’s blood, her imagination went wild, and she already saw Bianca dead lying on the floor.No… I can’t wait any longer! I must see you!And she pushed the handle. The moment it happened, the curtain of mystery dispersed.It was like a big thunder piercing through Bianca’s flesh. Her crow woke up from a deep sleep and spread its wings. She was covered with black, shining feathers, starting from her breast
Bianca tossed and turned in her sleep, trapped in a nightmare. She dreamed that it was her wedding day, and she was walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress. She looked up and saw Samuel, her fiancé, smiling at her. She felt a surge of love and happiness, until she blinked and saw that Samuel had changed into Michael. She gasped and tried to run away, but it was too late. Michael grabbed her hand and put a ring on her finger, saying "You're mine now, Bianca."She screamed and woke up in another dream. This time, she was in a different wedding dress, and she was marrying Samuel again. She felt relieved and hoped that this was the real one. But as she kissed Samuel, she felt something wrong. She opened her eyes and saw that Samuel had turned into a werewolf, with sharp teeth and claws. He bit her neck and she felt a searing pain. She pushed him away and ran for the door, but it was locked.She cried and woke up in another dream. This time, she was in bed with a werewolf, who wa
Samuel's wolf could sense Bianca's smell all over the tunnel. He could be sure that the crow leading him to her was right. The crow even knew how to open the stone entrance but at some point, when the light completely disappeared deep down in the tunnel, the flying ally disappeared. Samuel didn't notice that until he heard the entrance became closed again. The sound of sliding heavy rock made him realize there was no way back.Was it a trap? His eyes glowed with fear. If the tunnel was closed on the other side, he would be sentenced to death, death of hunger, thirst and perhaps even suffocation.But he had to keep on running, regardless of what was awaiting him at the end.At the same time, another big run was about to take place. Stacy realized his plan didn't prove to be successful, so he knew, there was just one option left for him - to retreat.Being so close to the desirable aim of independence from anyone, made it for him even more regrettable, but Victor would never forgive him
Michael couldn't take his eyes off Bianca's face. She was in a deep sleep after drinking his mixture. He had been sitting by her bedside for hours, holding her hand and looking at the clock which in twelve hours was supposed to strike midnight. When it happens, a special conjugation of stars and the Moon, which takes up the shape of a crow, will open Bianca’s body to an extraordinary thing - the ability to accept wolf’s semen and use it for the creation of a new species.So he sat there alone, completely unaware of what was happening behind his back. He was afraid of just one thing - what if she said no to their act of creation? What will he do if she rejects him?The time to unite their bodies won’t last too long - it is just a window of three hours, between midnight and 3am. Michael wanted to make it as pleasurable as possible for her, but what if she said no?I have no choice. I will have to force her, whatever the cost. The child must be born. He fiddled around with one of the th
The gun fired and its bang tore the whole place apart. Patrick stood still with his hand raised to the ceiling, from which a black feather was falling down in a smooth move, straight to the table. Melany with a terror on her face watched a killed crow lying in front of her. It saved her life.Patrick, pointed the gun at her, instead of firing it at Victor. His hatred towards her was even stronger than his love for money.At the exact moment when Patrick pulled the trigger, another gun fired. It was Victor’s finger with a silver ring which aimed impeccably straight at the middle of his temple. From a small dot, suddenly a streak of blood started coming out, staining the lapels of his suit. His scalp burst into small pieces - the bullet literally smashed his head.Victor survived another death of his. Only Stacy did not foresee the outcome of this attempt at his life.“Look,” Victor put the gun on the table. There was still smoke coming from the gun barrel. “The crow has just saved your
“Are there silver bullets inside your gun? If not, I will take it as an offence.”The man sitting at the table didn’t even care that there was a gun pointed at him.“You’re alive Victor, you old fox. You’ve arranged everything from the start. And managed to involve so many people into your plot.”“And that’s only the beginning, Patrick. There is a great future ahead of us.’’“Ahead of us?” Patrick raised his voice. Finally, he noticed the woman sitting in front of him.“Yes. Ahead of me, Bianca and Melany.”The woman turned around and looked straight into his face. It was Melany - Bianca’s mom who was supposed to be sick with leukemia in hospital.Patrick lowered the gun unwillingly. “You must be kidding me. You have tricked not only me, but first and foremost Bianca! She's gonna hate you even more than me!”Victor smiled wickedly. "Oh, Patrick, you're so behind with everything. In the end, Bianca will thank us for it and that should not be your concern. Melany has always been against
Stacy pushed the handle leading to the golden cabin and ushered Patrick inside.“Just take a seat, Patrick,” the dwarf showed him a dusted chair and locked the door. He didn’t want Michael to hear any of what was just about to be said.He leaned against the door and took a deep breath.“How is it possible that both you and I are so deep in the werewolf’s world…”Stacy cracked his knuckles as Patrick listened, intrigued. The dwarf was the only person around who showed some common sense and was just like him - an ordinary man with no second nature inside.But that was deceptive.“People don’t even realize what world they live in. They are just playing around like kids in the sandpit, not even aware of what is happening to their relatives, daughters and so on. What can even happen to them.”The conversation was not what Patrick expected. He hoped to know something about his money and even though he trusted Stacy more than any other werewolf, he always tried to see the second bottom.Ever
Samuel lay on the floor of the abandoned lighthouse, his breath ragged and his blood staining the leaves. He felt a sharp pain in his side where the sharp claws nearly tore him apart. He knew he had to heal quickly - deep down he felt Bianca needed him.He closed his eyes and focused on his inner wolf, willing his body to regenerate.However, he wasn’t alone.He heard a caw above him and opened one eye. A crow was perched on a rock shelf, staring at him with focus. Samuel growled softly, but the crow didn't seem afraid. It tilted its head and cawed again.“You’re a crow… Just like my wife,” he muttered. Despite the pain taking into parts all his consciousness, an intriguing thought came to his mind.“Do you know where Bianca is? Can you lead me to her?”The crow tilted its head and cawed again, as if understanding his words. There was something in its eyes that could not be overlooked.The crow landed on his chest and started pecking at his wounds. Samuel felt a shooting pain all over