Since the day Charlotte died, Morana was struggling to come out of it. The nightmares and trauma of it were having a toll on her. She lost so much weight and became so thin, I hardly recognise her now. Adrian was trying so hard to get close to her, to be with her, but Morana still kept her distance
Hazel Moore. After a full day of shopping and laughter, we decided to go to the cafe. The cozy atmosphere was the perfect end to a day that had done wonders for Morana's spirit. We found a corner booth, our shopping bags piled around us, and settled in with our drinks and snacks.As we sipped our d
Hazel Moore. “What the hell?” I exclaimed, trying to pull my arm away from his grasp.“Where the hell did you take my sister without telling me?” he demanded, his voice filled with rage.I glared at him, refusing to back down. “We went out with some friends from the hospital. Morana needed a break,
Morana Ambrose. I stood in the backyard of the mansion, watching the sun setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the land. The colors were breathtaking, a reminder of the beauty that still existed in the world despite the chaos in my life. The gentle rustling of the leaves in the evening breeze w
Morana Ambrose. As I walked back to my room after my conversation with Zane, a maid told me that she had shifted all my belongings to a new room. I thanked her and made my way to the new space. As I entered Hazel’s room, I noticed Hazel sitting on the bed, her usually bright eyes red and dull, a cl
Morana Ambrose. “I, Morana Ambrose, accept your re-” I started, but before I could finish, he crashed his lips to mine, silencing me.The kiss was intense, filled with all the emotions we had kept bottled up. It was desperate, passionate, and raw, making me forget everything for a moment. His hands
“Morana, this is Lilac,” Zane introduced us. “Lilac, this is Morana. Adrian has high hopes for her training.”Lilac extended her hand with a smile. “Nice to meet you, Morana. I’ve heard a lot about you. Are you ready to get started?”I shook her hand, feeling the firmness of her grip. “I am. Thank y
Morana Ambrose.I came back to my room. I needed to clear my mind, so I headed straight for the bathroom. The thought of a refreshing bath to soothe my tired muscles was incredibly inviting.As the water filled the tub, I undressed and stepped in, sinking into the comforting heat. The steam envelope
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan