LOGINXander CaldwellBULLIES always got the same approach from me. Similar sense of reproach.Disgust.The moment Niall left with Commander Aldric, my brothers and I went into formation.My claws sharpened, catching the last ray of lightning just before the thunderclaps emerged.Dark magic, another thing I detested.“I have always wanted to have a piece of you. From the moment I heard about the Caldwells.” Chris said.I watched as he spoke. His light blonde hair, how it curled around his head. My monster wondered if it was long enough to wrap around his neck as he breathed his last.“Well, I’m sweet. I don’t know about the others.” Cyrus teased, but behind the light tone sat his monster.“I don’t think so.” The female spoke. Gwen, if memory served me correctly.She brought forth her blackened fingers and opened a portal. “You’d have to go through them first.”Cold dread rolled across t
Niall AlcottCOARSE air too thick to breathe invaded my nostrils as we arrived at the Southern Concordat. Thunder stormed the clouds and took charge of the sky. The day had turned dark and fog blurred the sense of sight.“Hanan. Mecca. Save the people.” I commanded, shifting to Aldric, who was to my right. “You’re coming with me.”I created a stand beneath Aldric before I flew towards the tower. As we climbed higher, I recognised the chaos that was happening beneath us.In the distance, people clamoured, heading to safety that did not exist. My eyes narrowed and caught where the frost was coming from.Deep beyond the woods, and even from here, I could hear the undead. They were getting closer.As soon as we landed on the balcony, I made my way towards Alaric.“This is the Prophesied Blood, son of Nikolai Blackwood. He’s here to save you.” Alaric preached. In another situation, I would likely have brushed him off, bu
Niall AlcottSINCE my powers heightened, I had made a lot of discoveries. There were a thousand and one things that I could do. The power flowed in my veins as though it had been waiting for this chance all this time.My body was separated from my soul. My body worked at one of Cyrus’s tables. Following the absence of the brothers, I took charge of Cyrus’s lab as it contained most of the equipment I needed to make this work.“We are close, Rayne. I know it.” I stated as I picked up another book.To assist in this pursuit of mine on how to save the world, we were seated in her abode, surrounded by books written by witches of old with the promise to aid in this affair.We just needed to push further. I could swear it.“You’ve said that before.” She said, batting her eyes my way. “You need to go back into your body. You’ve exhausted the breach enough.” She stated and I turned my head to the side where my body continued to work
Cyrus CaldwellThough the leaders of the Southern Concordat were dogshit, the territory itself was a hell of a fine shit.There was no denying this statistical opinion. Because of course, it came from me.I inhaled the smell of lavender, honey, and milk from the distance as we reached the front gate.Lucious stood at the front while Alaric stayed between Xander and me, my expression rather grounded.I was still not a fan of this decision but to be in love was certainly to be a madman who did not question the actions of his lover.“Kings of Vael.” Greeted the Chief of the Cathedral. “Do you have an appointment with the Overlord?”“There is an urgent matter we’d like to discuss with him. Set up a meeting.” Lucious stated in that authoritative voice of his.I grinned, a twinkle of my fangs exposing itself when the man looked beyond Lucious’s shoulders.“Tell him it’s a matter concerning the Prophesied
Xander CaldwellI did not remember being so difficult when I transitioned, but then, I had not lost the best part of me either, so how could I judge him?For the past few days, I’d been projecting my sincerity onto paper, hoping that someday I might share it with Niall. This was my way of communicating my thoughts and opinions.Cyrus was not having it at all. He’d been much more outward. He was the type who said things as he felt them at that exact moment, and it was messing with his brain as Niall hadn’t allowed us.Lucious had been venting too lately. He’d been learning the art of using his thoughts and mouth to communicate instead of shutting out everything into a blank pitch, like a void.“Are we really going to head to the Southern Concordat just like that?” Cyrus propped himself in my seat, a glass cup of blood in his hands.He held the base feebly.“Is that not your twelfth for today?” I questioned, attemptin
Niall AlcottHANDS rooted deep in a sweater, I felt the burning gaze of the Caldwells against my back. They were relentless.I didn’t need the bond to tell that they were jealous. They craved my attention and indulgence, concerning what lay in my mind.The way I perceived the world was different now. From up here, I smelled the salt scented sea. I never knew even the snow had its own distinct smell or that there was a perk to the nature of Vael.The people, they had a spectacular routine. A specific time when the kingdom woke, a time when the people got to work. The mechanical pattern of how the world here worked.On an internal level, I understood what made my heart rate shift. Be it an emotion or a feeling. The way my blood flowed through my veins, my thinking, the mate bond, and how insanely crazy the brothers loved me.Everything opened itself to me like the world was now an open book.Except I was not receptive







