Veins of the Triad
You are the last Triad-Born—cursed with the combined blood of werewolf, vampire, and witch. Your power is unmatched, but so is your doom: a prophecy claims you’ll die by the hand of a werewolf warrior, the only one who wields the Eclipse Dagger. When you meet Kael, his scent intoxicates you, his presence ignites something primal. You fall fast, hard, forbidden. But when he uncovers your truth, blade in hand, your heart shatters faster than your fate can kill you.I wake up choking on moonlight.
My skin burns like it’s splitting. Bones crack and shift beneath the surface. I taste blood—my own—teeth sharpening without warning. The cabin walls tremble as if afraid of me.
Mira slams a dagger into the floorboards. “Hold still,” she snaps. “The Veilweave is starting. Your blood’s calling them.”
“I can’t—” My voice isn’t mine anymore. It rips out raw, layered with growls and whispers that aren’t my thoughts.
“You are Triad-Born,” she says, gripping my shoulders. “Witch blood. Vampire fang. Wolf bone. All three. And if Kael Blackclaw finds you before you control it, he’ll kill you without knowing what he’s lost.”
I shake her off. “Then don’t let him find me.”
A howl splits the night. Close. Too close.
Mira goes still. “He already has.”
The door bursts open.
Kael stands in the frame, silver dagger in hand, eyes glowing gold. His scent hits me—pine, iron, fire—and something deeper, primal, pulling at my ribs like a chain.
We freeze.
His blade trembles.
“You’re not what they said,” he says.
“And you’re not what I feared,” I breathe.
He steps forward. “Why does it hurt to look at you?”
“Because we’re not supposed to exist together.”
He drops the dagger. It clatters against wood, forgotten.
Then he reaches for me.
Outside, the wind screams. Trees bend. Shadows coil around us like living things.
Mira backs away. “The bond is awake. Now the prophecy begins.”
Abifarin Ephraim
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Whispers of the Heart
You've known her since childhood—your neighbor, your confidante, the one who always laughed at your terrible jokes. But now, after years apart, she's back, and the friendship you once took for granted is trembling on the edge of something deeper. The way she looks at you lingers just a second too long.
Veins of Betrayal
The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.
Chained By Fate
I didn’t betray my pack. I saved them. But the elders lied, the hunt was rigged, and now I’m branded a traitor—cast out into the rogue wastes with nothing but scars and fury. When the Alpha King’s hunters dragged me before him, I expected death. Instead, his fangs sank into my neck… and he froze. Recognition flared in his golden eyes. I was his fated mate. The law demands he protect me. But instead of sanctuary, he wrapped silver chains around my wrists. 'You’ll stay caged,' he growled, 'until I know if you’re my salvation… or my ruin.' Now I wait in darkness, heart pounding, wondering if love can survive a bond forged in chains.
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