Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Lords of Darkness (part one): Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

It was all dark and cool in the Andromeda. Star light in the night sky shone brightly, sending life to all in Eptomaniac. The three year old wolf camp had just had the honor once again to have a change of rulership, at the death of the former Djhord- an Alpha named Lucian Kian, the Alpha wolf of light, as he was so named. Wolf howling in the distance resounded over the wide surrounding slopes, crowning the night ceremony as the newly made Djhord- Lothaire, an Alpha wolf was led to the grand palace, shouting, hooting and howling of various wolves followed him homewards. Not so far off, at the Keitonial hill, in a hideout which was only known to him, Ziegler, brother to the newly crowned Alpha wolf sat on a stone in the deep woods in the company of idlers planning an attack to usurp the throne of the newly made Alpha before he could be sworn in. News of the crowning at Borshire reaches the jealous elder brother from a young spy, forcing him to pace up and down, trampling on th

I sat somberly in the school bus wrapped up in the deepest distress. I sat with my hands on my knees, looking occasionally about me as the shouts of all the kids at the rain hit my ears, making me all the more saddened. As the rains poured down the windows of the bus, so too did my eyes wet with tears, fall off my face, and down the floor of the school bus. I remembered it all. It was the Jessica gang. Loiterers they were. But there were much worse. Terribly bullies they were. Jessica was better than boys even in the senior classes at her hobby. And her special target was me. She came across to me this morning with a shoulder tackle, knocking off the books and papers that where weighed on my arm. “Oops…sorry, can’t see you. You are quite small to be notice you know. You almost seem…invisible.” “How about you being blind?” I threw back at her, great scorn written on my face. I deeply regretted saying that the moment the words escaped my mouth, and she made me feel it. “Can anyone he

Despite having to still deal with the suspension and ultimately, expulsion from school, being alone at home, and the terrible human being that I found myself to be, things were getting better by the day. I had made admirals in school. Roshan was a perfect match. In spite of all the rumours going all round about me, Roshan made it a thing of duty to always see me, and we were nearly always together. I kept our relationship completely guarded, because I didn’t want my parents to know about us*****“Daria!” The one person who could ever call me at this time of the day was mother. Father generally never called after lunch, unless it was to play with me. I dropped my toys on the floor and ran towards the kitchen door, feeling that she was about to send me to get something from the store for dinner.“Daria, please, I want you to go over to Marcus’s store and get me some tomatoes for stew tonight. Be quick! The sun is about to set.”“Okay mum.”“Here, that’s three dollars. Now go.”I looke

I woke up in mother's arms, in a comfortable camp room in Pershore. What had happened and how it all happened, I could not remember, but I heaved a deep sigh of relief to see her. I wondered what sought of pain and suffering she would have undergone till this moment as I clearly remembered the mutter of my name that I heard amidst the rubble sometime ago. I pulled the hair from her face and gently tucked it behind her ear. She was fast asleep. It was so wonderful for me to see her chest rise and fall gently as she slept. This was someone I thought I would never see again. The face I now beheld was so beautiful. I could not resist the urge. I placed a kiss on her beautiful forehead and held her tighter to myself.I felt her tighten her hold on me too. I had totally forgotten, she was asleep. I felt bad about having woken her. She placed a soft kiss on my forehead that sent shivers through me. I loved mother. I looked into her blue eyes as a smile came across to me.“Daria,” said she wi

President Vilvardö shifted uneasily on the mattress, beads of sweat forming on his face. They totally soaked the sheets. So uncomfortable was he. The sounds in his head and the hot breath on his neck, wouldn’t stop. His foe wouldn’t stop hurting him. Occasionally, the hand would be placed gently on his shoulder, and he would try to beat it off, but would succeed in beating himself hard. He kept on hearing the same threats, again and again. However, being of a stubborn type and a man of scientific nature, he tried to convince everyone that it was just an illusion, some terrible nightmare, some strange vision. But was it?Deep within him, however, his opinion was far from the common conceptions he had tried to create. He felt imminent danger approaching, some terrible disaster, a great catastrophe. The warnings, however never pointed to the source of the problems, confusing him all the more. He knew, nevertheless, that as long as the warning came to him alone, it was within himself that