Aegon/helaena Ao3 Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to be left alone with his guards. Pulling up a chair in front of me, the Alpha rogue moves to sit down. “Well Kate there is quite a story to tell. I’d offer you a seat but that would make you too comfortable. I’ve been uncomfortable for the past 21 years, so I figure you can handle a few days of discomfort. Oh yes, you didn’t realize I suppose, that you’ve been here for three days so far. And no end in sight, sweet Kate. I suspect your father knows exactly who I am but for you, I’ll share a tidbit. My name is Caleb Sweeting, former head warrior to the Golden Moon Pack. I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you Kate but we both know that would be a lie.” Hearing his name Kate

"How many know?" "Just a few of us," Helva answered. "Myself and those old enough to still remember what we were taught." He took it to mean herself and a bunch of people too old to move around, for she was the only person her age he'd seen wandering the settlement. If she knew enough to know about old tales of ancient gods and believed them enough to tell Saelin was the vessel for a goddess, then maybe there was more she knew. Enough to give him answers. Too late to mask his thoughts Helva asked: "And what would you have me answer?"

My body pressed against his back, feeling the heat of his tension radiate through me. Then, soft, deliberate footsteps reached the floor last. She emerged. Priestess Helena. White robes flowing, golden embroidery catching the flickering torchlight. Her eyes, unwavering, unblinking, were fixed on me. “After months of searching…” she said, voice smooth, measured, “the God of Lust’s apostle… delivers himself to me.” My pulse stuttered. Her gaze was a tether, pulling at something deep inside me. Khaled growled low in my ear, tight and possessive, but I couldn’t look away.

she asked. “I hope so. Constantine promises to marry me once I am pregnant.” Helena smiled. “I hope you will be pregnant soon. Then Constantine may lose interest in me.” I shook my head. “No, I know him. He won’t let you go since you have the power he wants. But no matter what he will do, don’t sleep with him.” “Of course, I won’t! What kind of person do you think I am?” Helena crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I’m in love with Ethan, not Constantine. In fact, I have been Ethan’s mate.”

asked Helena as she matched her tone of voice with her brother’s at that point of time. “And is that why you wanted to prove your neutrality by beating up the woman that I like? That I have pursued for five hundred years but never got the chance to get close to her? Do you have any idea Helena how happy I was for the last few weeks on my life?” asked Aiden and Helena smiled at him. “You do understand that this is a demon that you are talking about,” she smirked at him and immediately Aiden moved closer to an inch away from her face.

“Equip an army with these weapons, and then what? World domination? I took you as someone less—” “Don’t take another step.” Helena touched the red stone at her throat as she spoke, and suddenly, my body froze. I wasn’t suspended in time or ice—it was as if my body physically refused to disobey her command. Slowly, Helena stood, picking up the skirt of her dress. She approached me like I was a mere fascination, nothing more. I could see the gleeful interest in her eyes. The hungry way she licked her lips. She was like the rubies. Hungry for blood. Hungry for suffering. Never to be fulfilled—only sated for a time. Demons never quenched their unending thirst, after all, not when the fires of he

Bang! The second and third bullets hit the edge of the board. Helga panted. Her shoulder felt sore because of the weapon’s recoil. She turned to look at Zean with racing breath. "Again." Zean fell silent. He saw the fire in Helga's eyes, a fire that was never in Helen's eyes. Helen was a calm intelligence, but Helga was a wild bravery. Something in Zean's chest stirred. He hated to admit that he was starting to be attracted to this girl's lioness side.

The anger no longer ruling my head and heart. “I don’t think I can.” I sob out as she strokes my hair like I’m a child. “I know you can. Who are you? You’re Gaia Williams, the Goddess of Hell. You deserve to be happy. Gaia, listen to me. Calista loves you and your other mates will, too. They will be able to find you now and when they do.” I look up at her when she smiles at me with a sinister grin. “Give them hell. Well, within reason, that is. Now come on. You need to go back.” Lycaon pulls me to my feet and I help Selene stand.

Hael sauntered off the porch; his way of moving was so seductive that Ariana could feel the now-familiar pull in her gut signaling her desire for this dangerously attractive man, and God, when he grinned like he was doing right now, it made the butterflies in her stomach take flight. Hael Wilder was twenty years old, two years older than Ariana, and no doubt very experienced if the gossip mill was right about him. The man screamed sensuality in everything he did, from spearing meat up with a fork and bringing it slowly to his mouth, to walking with that predatory roll of his hips, the way he was doing now. Hael was over six feet by a few inches, and Ariana had already seen him half naked whe

I forced my chin up, meeting his dead gaze. "I, Alpha Kaelen of the Northern Court," he stated, each word cutting through me like a knife, "do not accept the trickery of the moon. I reject you, Elena of the Crescent Pack, as my mate and future Luna." The room collectively drew in a sharp breath.