Morana Ambrose. With all the excitement that was whirling around us, it seemed like time was moving so fast. With the news Adrian gave me after the visit of our friends, who were now our family, I was left with more to contemplate and a lot more to do.First there was congratulating Adam and Agent
Morana Ambrose. My nerves were frayed most of the day. Between fine-tuning all the details of the dinner for tonight, stressing over said dinner, feeling nauseous out of both nerves and baby housing, and trying to make sure that everyone that was supposed to be there was indeed there,.Finally, it
Morana Ambrose. The foyer, with its bright lights and dark, panelled walls and dark wooden floor, was like a setting for a scene from a drama unfolding before us. The happy vampire and nervous wolf staring each other down. Beads of sweat were forming on Cullen's forehead. His posture was rigid and
Adrian BlackthroneI never expected that Calix would mate with Cullen right after he got here. That was unexpected and frankly quite surprising, but mates were beyond our choosing. There is someone out there for everyone, and the goddess chose Calix to be Cullen's mate. But how fortunate they would
Adrian Blackthrone. "WHAT!" The anger and rage were clear in his voice. "Warren was further gone than I thought then." Rage was still pouring off of him."Is there something wrong?" I asked him. Cage had just told him about Warren attacking and slicing open Cullen’s shoulder."There very well could
"And what exactly is different about my essence?" Morana asked him nervously."Well, Morana, I see the wolf essence in you, strong and powerful." He smiled at her, and she nodded. "I can see the essence of a powerful witch, but one as of yet untrained." Shock flitted across her face now as she liste
Morana Ambrose. I don’t know why, but I didn’t want to talk about my wolf. I know I have one, and it sometimes talks to me and saves me at times. Adrian told me about it, and I wish I could shit into my wolf and talk to her like everyone else. I wonder when that will be. Noticing the shift in my m
Morana Ambrose. I was sitting on the grass, inside the circle in the backyard, a calm space where nature and magic intertwined. The garden was filled with vibrant flowers, each one more beautiful than the last, and the air was fragrant with their scents. On the side, the patch of grass stretched ou