(Euan’s P.O.V) The Ever-Reaching Mountains were the one place we never considered because it was nearly uninhabitable for anyone, including shifters. Brenna’s eyes shift nervously between me, my father, and her mates. “The Ever-Reaching Mountains? How are you able to live there?” My father questions. “Well, the base of the mountains isn't too bad. When you get further up the mountains, the weather and elevation become too much.” The door is thrown open and in storms Killian. “Where the fuck is my daughter dragon!?” He shouts, getting into Brenna’s face. She screams in fear and folds in on herself as best she could, different shades of green dragon scales begin to show up on her skin. She’s about to shift…to protect herself. “DAD! ENOUGH! LEAVE OUR MATE ALONE!” Both twins shout, their auras slamming into everyone. Killian’s head snaps up, his eyes wide with shock. “What?” He whispers. “Brenna is our mate, and she came here at gre
(King Lysander’s P.O.V) Looking through the scrolls and tomes of ancient magic here in the palace of Eferhile. Winnie’s brother, King Bayard, and his wife, Constance, are helping Winnie and I comb through everything. “What are we even looking for Lysander?” Bayard asks, sounding frustrated and exhausted. “We’ve been at this for hours and we haven’t found anything.” Winnie sighs. “Bayard, anything that is a combination spell that includes cloaking,” I mutter. I’m looking over a tome of ancient spell caster magic, leave it to the Fae to have all this information. As I’m gently turning the page, something catches my eye. It’s a spell in ancient Gaelic, folaigh agus ní fheiceàil, which roughly translates to “hide and not see”. “I think I found it.” I shout. Everyone comes rushing over to me, looking over my shoulder. “What does it mean?” Constance asks. “It’s not only a cloaking spell to conceal something but also a cloaking spell for magic. So
(Juniper’s P.O.V) I couldn’t keep this up, my body is going to give up on me at some point, right? Not even a supernatural demigoddess could continue to survive if they continue their sick games. It’s been a week since they figured out that if they push my body and mind to the limit my demigoddess powers will automatically come forward. Even though Julian wanted to take me as his mate, he didn’t stop Nial and the rest of the rogues here from beating me and raping me to get me to unleash my powers. It also didn’t take me long to figure out that something was coming, something either good or bad—I couldn’t tell—when Beatrix saw what the rogues were doing to me. The rogue’s teeth dig into my skin, making me scream out in pain. This has to end. My Siren hisses. By all means, please put me out of my misery. I snap back. Coventina is still with the Goddesses in the Celestial realm, and I have no idea when or if she will be back. I just wanted to give up, I had co
(Euan’s P.O.V) Plans had been set, and everything was ready to go when the sound of a gong rang throughout the pack.“Oh, goody! He made it!” My mom squeals running out of the house and towards the woods.“What the hell?” I ask, turning to my dad.“Just wait, son.” He chuckles. After several minutes, Mom comes walking back into the house, hanging on the arm of one big-ass dude. I mean, I’m tall but this guy is at least 7 feet tall! I hear my dad growl in the back of his throat.“Oh, hush your mouth, Rian! You know that Tiernan is mated and has pups!” So, this was the demigod, Alpha Tiernan.“Still don’t like it.” Dad grumbles, acting like a petulant four-year-old.“Alpha King Rian, a pleasure as always.” Tiernan chuckles, but it sounds like booming thunder.Mom, why is he so huge? I mind link to her.Euan, that’s rude! But, if you must know that during his battle in Annwn, he unlocked his demigod powers, and his growth was a result of that. Now, qui
I know it has been a while since I've updated this book, however; I've been going through a really difficult time personally between family stuff and medical stuff. I've also been dealing with a really bad case of writer's block. I've been slowly getting back into writing this book so I promise I am working on it! I just don't want to give you a substandard book. I'm going to post all chapters once it's completed. Thanks for sticking with me readers! I appreciate your time and patience, and once again I will upload all chapters once the book is complete. --Sydney
Hello, once again dear readers! This book is the second in the Solstice Tribrid series, so if you haven’t read Ice Princess: The Winter Solstice Tribrid please read it before starting this book. This book, like my others, will explore a BDSM dynamic between the main characters. In my world we don't "yuck" someone else's "yum". If kink/BDSM isn't your thing, then you may not want to read. This book will contain triggers such as:1) Sexual assault/rape2) Bullying3) Depictions of violence4) Thoughts of suicideJust as in my books before, when a chapter title states it's a "Split Chapter" there will be TWO POV's for that chapter. I hope you enjoy getting to know Euan and Juniper!--Sydney
Juniper, 12 years old: Run. That was all I could focus on, running, getting to the safehouse where my siblings would be along with the other non-shifted children of the pack would be. Just keep going. A growl. That’s what pulls me out of my thoughts and causes me to stop in my tracks, my chest heaving from how long and fast I had been running. A twig snaps to my right and I slowly back away. Daddy, I don’t think I’m going to make it to the safehouse. I mind link my dad; I may not have shifted into my wolf, but all children have the ability mind link their immediate family. Where are you, Junie? My dad asks. I’m near the edge of the forest, not sure how far the safehouse is— My mind link is interrupted by another growl and that’s when the scent of decay and death hits my nostrils…a rogue. I whimper, frightened of what was going to happen. “Oh, tiny pup. Are you the one we are looking for? Hmm, you smell like a hybrid to me.” A man says.
(Juniper’s P.O.V) 4 years later: Walking through the halls of my high school, I keep my head down and try and make myself as small as possible. I don’t feel like dealing with people today, not that I ever feel like dealing with people. Particularly teenagers, especially THESE teenagers. After the rogue attack and waking up in the hospital after spending two weeks in a coma, I woke up sounding like I smoked 5 packs a day. All of the doctors my parents had taken me to, all said the same thing, that I would never get my voice back. Even talking with Fae healers, spell casters, and elves nothing could be done. No one could regenerate the cells of the body to fix this, no one had that type of magic. It was ancient magic according to one Fae healer, that only Celestial’s had. So, I’ve basically been silent for the last 4 years, only communicating via sign language or mind link with my family. The bullying all started about a year after the attack when people began