All Chapters of BREAKING STORM : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Stormee AdalwulfAelfred teleported from the office to our bedroom in the castle, startling me. "Hey... don't do that!" I jumped out of my vanity. I was getting ready for dinner."Why are you so scared?" Al laughed while I pouted."I was concentrating on my makeup, and then you suddenly showed up behind me... who wouldn't be scared?" I argued, and he laughed."I will make it up to you..." he winked, and I chuckled. I loved how he always tried to solve everything with good make-up sex."So, do you know if Enzo and Ralph are ready?" Al asked, and I shrugged my shoulders."I told them about the reservation, and they said we would see each other in the foyer. I honestly didn't check on them," I said, and he nodded."Did you guys do something fun today?" Al asked us, and I nodded."We shifted into our wolves and ran around the enchanted forest," I said, and he chuckled."I am taking a quick shower, and then we can leave," he

Ralph Adalwülf"Mate!" My wolf screamed in my head, trying to take control. He was desperate, afraid of losing another mate.Enzo looked at me, and he saw my eyes shifting. Then, he saw the girl's demeanor, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I had no idea how an elf felt the bond, but fuck me if it was not intense for me.Instead of moving forward, at least say something clever. I stood up and rushed out of the kitchen. I ran away like a fucking coward. I couldn't face another rejection."I guess when you have to go, you got to go..." I heard my stupid cousin say, and I wanted to return to the kitchen just to beat the crap out of him. He is an idiot and always had a knack for making inappropriate comments at the most unfortunate moments.I was unprepared for this and didn't want to face the reality of failing again. I entered my room and closed the door behind me. Then I fucking remembered I was starving, and that fucking Enzo st

Sarula"It's a good thing you are on this side of the team," he said, an innocent joke that made my blood freeze. My mind reeled, and I tried to compose myself quickly."Of course..." I smiled.This has been so hard. I have lived my entire life under my father's rule, seeking his approval and searching for his love. He always gave me crumbs, bits, and pieces that had me floating in the clouds. He knew how to play me. I was like a little dove: I will immediately go for the crumbs once you pull out the bread.I have tried to distance myself from him, but reality has hit me hard. I got the job because he wrote a reference letter which I owe to him. I have proven myself capable. Smart enough to handle the pressure of helping the queen and king rule the kingdom and maintain its balance. I have proven myself time and time again, but the feeling of betrayal runs deep within me.I feel like I am betraying my blood. When my father asked me to double-cross t

SarulaVamir is a fantastic man by the gods—one I don't deserve, but he makes me worthy of him. His sole presence, love, and the tenderness with which he treats me—all of him—makes me want to improve. His words and attitude made me feel he thinks highly of me and believes in me.I can't, and I won't let him down. Not now, not ever. The way he explained the damage Audon had caused, the way he tenderly explained how Audon had used forbidden magic on me. A magic that is not permitted to practice because it causes irreparable damage, a magic that always asks for a price... He used my mother's blood as a price... he used my mate's blood to break the bond and to destroy me."I won't force you to stay," he said, interrupting my thoughts and returning me to the present.My body trembled. The idea of losing him, of leaving him, terrified me. It was a paralyzing feeling that made it hard to breathe."Vamir..." I said, tears running down my

AudonI can do it again; nothing is stopping me now. My plan worked perfectly, and I have been carefully planning and executing it for a lifetime.It all began with broken dreams and unfulfilled expectations. Aego was my best friend; we were part of a high-ranking elite of students. We were decisive and capable, and when King Faelyn grew old and had no descendants, the council invited all elite students to participate in the trials.The Royal Trials were an ancient tradition that allowed the ruling king to find an heir without a direct descendant. King Faelyn was my uncle; I believed he would first look into his bloodline, but instead, he ordered the council to summon the people to participate in the Trials.It was the first time I felt the pain of betrayal deep within my soul. My own family, my uncle, would rather have a stranger ruling the realm instead of his blood. But I knew I was capable, and I was among the summoned elites who had the opportunity t