webnovel

Night Shifters

Penulis: mary_olajire
Fantasi
Sedang berlangsung · 609.1K Dilihat
  • 265 Bab
    Konten
  • 4.8
    24 peringkat
  • NO.200+
    DUKUNG
Ringkasan

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "And if I seem dangerous, my love, would you be scared?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° In the Upper East Side of Manhattan, Lucas Harrison, the werewolf Alpha, finds himself in a dire situation. His people are dying. To add, the vampire clan has been attacking them with false accusations of selling vampires to humans. Imani Tallerico is the brightest scientist among her colleagues. She has a loving brother, a balanced life and a rising career. Everything was going well until a series of events occurred which led to her and her brother's life being in danger. By fate, Lucas and Imani's worlds collide. Knowing that Imani is capable of finding the cure to the virus that was killing his people, Lucas is willing to do anything to get Imani's help. But that's not the only thing the Alpha wants from her. He also wants her heart. DISCLAIMER: The picture in the book cover does not belong to me.

tagar
8 tagar
Chapter 1Prologue| The Virus

The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the forest. The night sky stood an inky canopy of darkness freckled by stars. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark moonless night.

The lake glistened, mirroring the assemblage of stars before a faint wind brushed against the water's surface and the ripples ruffled the stillness of the surface. The voluminous trees and the surrounding bushes had become the backbone of the forest, standing as passive protectors of a peaceful place.

The occasional hoot of a hidden owl was the only sound to permeate the silence until a chorus of slapping footsteps and crunching of autumn leaves from the tall trees that lay scattered on the forest floor echoed angrily into the emptiness of the night. The owl omitted a screech of protest and took flight as a man emerged from the shadows.

He was dressed in all black and carrying a heavy back pack. He had smooth flawless skin which was like a sheet of well done cloth. On either side of his straight nose were two blazing hazel eyes that were framed by graceful brows and his wavy brown hair was hidden under a woolly hat.

The dirt path ahead of him was decorated with outgrown roots, wildflowers and fallen leaves that crunched beneath his feet as he pushed their remains deep into the soft soil. He trudged on as bugs hummed and buzzed their little annoying songs. Mosquitoes landed on the exposed skin they could find but he quickly slapped them away.

Thunder came like the prelude to a great song, startling the man as the impetuous rumbling permeated the air. It seemed to crack the air, as if the very sky might split apart and rolled like the ash cloud of a volcano.

He stopped and calmed his racing heart. He knew it would rain tonight. It was the only reason he'd decided to do what he was about to do because his scent would be washed away by the oncoming squall.

He took in a deep breath. The air was thick with the sweet smell of the coming storm. He took a minute to survey his surroundings before he resumed walking.

Soon, it began sprinkling. Little droplets of water drenched his skin, clothes and his hair through the woolly hat. The water droplets began growing larger and falling frequently. The sprinkling turned into a torrential downpour and the rain fell in chaotic drops, the gusting wind carrying them in wild vortices one moment and in diagonal sheets the next.

Lightning came like a rip in the inky night, as if behind the dark canvas was a brilliant light just waiting to flood through any crack no matter how small. There was a mutter of thunder as the wind tore leaves from the trees. The chilly wind cut through him like a knife but he couldn't care. He had a job to do.

The ground had turned into thick, slushy mud and he had to make his steps firm so he wouldn't slip. Ahead the forest trees were thinner and as he drew closer, he saw that the ground gave way to a marsh of tall reeds, the soil submersed in water. There was a fallen tree serving as abridge above it. There was no hand rail and nothing to steady oneself. The drop wasn't dangerous, just one hell of a messy landing.

With one careful boot, he tested the bark. It wasn't too slippery, but it was no concrete sidewalk, and it had a girth of about three arm spans. It was going to be near difficult in the howling wind and icy rain but he was determined.

He hefted the back pack on his shoulders and took a deep breath before another bone chilling cold lashed at him and he shuddered.

He took another deep breath and took his eyes off his feet before stepping onto the tree.

"Steady. Steady," he muttered to himself as he took it one footfall at a time.

He was almost at the end when the wind carried the rain in wild vortices, surprising him and causing him to lose his footing and slip. He managed to grab the tree with both gloved hands before he tumbled off fully and he let out a harsh breath. His heart was pounding wildly and he stayed there for a while before he swung one leg onto the tree. He crawled off the tree and let out a sigh of relief when he got to the ground.

He quickly got to his feet and after a couple of minutes, he began to see the crescent shaped markings on trees.

Werewolf Territory.

The trees finally gave way to a farmland with rows upon rows of plants. He had to be quick now. He was where he wasn't supposed to be and if he was caught, he would be killed. Especially if they knew what he was here to do.

He took off the backpack and opened it to reveal transparent bottles filled with a green liquid. He removed them from the bag and walked by the rows of plants, pouring the liquid onto the soil with hands that were shaking in an odd trembling rhythm. He didn't know what was in the bottles, he didn't know what he was doing. He had been paid to not ask.

He kept watching his surroundings as the fear of being caught made his stomach churn. He was in the process of emptying the last bottle when a howl filled the air and the colour quickly drained from his face as the bottle dropped from his hand. A cold wave embalmed him as the hairs rose on the back of his neck and his mouth ran dry when it was followed by another howl. It was close.

He didn't bother picking the bottle that still spilled its contents onto the soil as he turned around and ran back the way he came.

Anda Mungkin Juga Menyukai

Pheromonal: One Night With the Alpha

Nicole d'Armand never expected to walk into her apartment and find her fiancé *bleep*-deep in another woman's lady bits. What's a girl to do? Well, after obliterating an 18th-century Meissen vase, delivering a punch that would make a heavyweight boxer proud, and embarking on a night of raucous drinking, Nicole figures she might as well embrace the chaos. But when alcohol and pheromones collide, her wild night spins into something unexpected... Like a ride on the Logan Everett express. Which, naturally, leads to a whirlwind of its own: She's his fated mate. Because of course she is. And he rejects her. Because of course he does. Now embroiled in a mystery bigger than her post-breakup hangover, Nicole finds herself the prime suspect in a murder she didn't commit—no matter how tempting the thought might have been. And the only person who believes her innocence? The same guy who shot down the idea of being her fated mate. Great. Just what she needed: her love life is a crime scene, and the man stupid enough to let her go is holding her freedom in his hands. -- Update schedule: 3-4x a week -- This is a fated/rejected mates urban fantasy romance. Content warning for: Nudity, more nudity, swear words, inappropriate humor, dead people, undead people, incomprehensible amounts of magic, too much supernatural whosits and whatsits, werewolves and all the fetishes that come with them, did I mention the nudity?, and a questionable level of sanity at times.

Lenaleia · Fantasi
4.4
131 Chs

Born Into Villain's Family: I Have a 200% Rebate System

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

LittleRabbit1111 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
146 Chs

The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- “Why do you have scars?” All of sudden, Iris changed the topic, as she looked at Cane in the eyes. She was still clutching to his sleeves. “Your father gave me,” Cane replied. He thought, Iris wouldn’t remember this conversation when she woke up. “That must be so painful.” “They are.” “Will the scars heal?” “I don’t think so.” The night indeed made you vulnerable and let you said something that you would never admit when it was bright. The obscurity softened your heart. “Too bad. You have a warm soul.” Iris frowned slightly. “I no longer have a soul.” He had sold his soul for the freedom of his people. There was nothing left of him right now. “Yes, you have, but you are in so much pain.” Iris blinked her eyes. “Your beast is in pain. You have so many scars.” “The only scars that I have is on my face.” Iris shook her head meekly. “I am not talking about your face. I am talking about your soul. Too bad, you are in so much pain… what my father and brother had done to you must be painful…” And after that, Iris closed her eyes and fell asleep. ====================== She is the daughter of an alpha who has killed his family, razed his pack and has also made his people slaves. Now, he has achieved revenge after ten years of being treated as a slave and was living a life that no one would ever imagine. Life akin to hell. And ten years later, Alpha Cane manages to take over and kill the alpha who has made the lives of his people worse than death. It was time for him to make the children of the alpha pay for what their father had done. Only… Iris was a runt and she was very different from her father.

i_want_to_sleep · Fantasi
4.6
1042 Chs

The Hidden King's Stolen Wife

When powerless, unfavoured Princess Soleia was arranged to marry the newly titled Duke Orion Elsher, she assumed they would find love eventually. Who knew that her father would send off her husband mere hours later to fight a war? Soleia was left alone to deal with an impoverished fief, a crumbling estate, and spiteful, vindictive relatives of the Duke who all wished to see her gone. She couldn’t leave― there was nowhere else to go. Soleia desperately wanted her husband to return so he could offer her a helping hand. However, when he did, he returned with Elowyn, a woman he claimed was his true love. A woman hellbent on taking her place as the rightful Duchess, no matter what she had to do to get Soleia out of the way. Mistreated, misunderstood, and miserable, Soleia was eventually thrown out of the estate she helped build. Fortunately, when one door closes, another one opens. Unknown to Soleia, a man more powerful than her husband had been watching her, waiting for the right time to snatch her into his gilded cage. Duke Elsher had been foolish to let go― but the crown prince of Raxuvia wouldn’t make the same mistake. *** [Excerpt] After two long years, Soleia's husband had finally returned home. But he was not alone. “Your Grace,” Soleia said, trying her best to maintain a calm tone, “welcome home. How were your travels?” The man remained silent as he stared at her. “Oh,” the woman that Soleia's husband had brought back said. “I was just wondering where the servants were. No one has come to greet you since your return. Could you please help us bring―” Orion tugged the woman back, protectively holding her in his embrace. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at Soleia, his sudden action causing the woman to look confused at him. “Orion?” she asked, her hands on his chest to steady herself. “What’s the matter?” “That’s not a servant." In one swift motion, he threw the sword out at Soleia, only to be stopped by a flash of scarlet and the coppery scent of blood. *** Prequel to Stolen by the Rebel King.

saltedpepper · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
218 Chs

The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life

#dotingmalelead #infrastructure #RPG #OPMc (Caution: Don't read while you're drinking. Author is not responsible for choking incident due to excessive happiness. XD Just sharing good vibes. If you're down and feeling sad, read my novel!) Li Chunhua never expected she would be transported in another world after she was reading an odd book she found in the Sect's Library. By the time she opened her eyes, her mind was instilled with memories of another girl whose appearance and name resembled hers. She actually became the vicious cannon fodder in that male lead angst novel she read. Faced with the future of miserable death, Chunhua decided to stay away from the male lead and the supporting characters and decided to live low-key. Thanks to her koi physique her road to a comfortable life was smooth sailing. When others are still starving by the lack of food, Chunhua had already started farming and rearing live stocks. When others are still without a proper shelter, she was already building roads. Although she was only eating her terrible cooking, her life was already good! [Congratulations for upgrading your thatched cottage to Level 1 log cabin.] [Congratulations for upgrading your Level 1 log cabin to Level 2 stone house.] [Congratulations...] Everything was was going well until she picked up an unconscious man covered in dirt in the forest. She always believe in karmic conditioning and therefore took care of him until he was back on his feet. Until one day, he told her his true name. Li Chunhua was dumbfounded. No way, the man I saved was actually the male lead! Is it too late to throw him back to the forest again? A certain someone's expression darkened and threw her on the bed. "You dare!"

The_Sweet_Dumpling · Fantasi
4.8
454 Chs
Indeks
Jilid 1

peringkat

  • Rata-rata Keseluruhan
  • Kualitas penulisan
  • Memperbarui stabilitas
  • Pengembangan Cerita
  • Desain Karakter
  • latar belakang dunia
Ulasan-ulasan
Disukai
Terbaru
whiteribbon27
whiteribbon27Lv10

DUKUNG