Albert Atreides Novels & Stories

He was old and he's tired. He did not know where to go except search that Paradise. Los Barrios would not be home to him again - maybe, until this time, or maybe this time would be his last. He had followed Albert with the throng of these lost people from the crash. The Siren was leading them and Albert knew that the child he was carrying wasn't a child but an immortal who had role in this coming war. Miranda had been at last the Constant of the Night Children and Albert had no need to worry about that. What Albert lost did not equal to the glory that was waiting him. Home.

Marius spitted. Albert was very annoyed at Marius' swearing and slapped him hard until he passed out. “You really are crazy, Albert!” Atlas said to his twin brother, he didn't think that Albert was so brave against a king, if only there were soldiers who saw Albert's behavior, Albert would definitely be attacked and hanged. “Now can you teleport to Castile La Mancha? I think it's safer there," said Albert. "You! You're out of your mind, Albert! This is stealth abduction!” snapped Atlas disagreeing with Albert's idea.

Albert still continued talking yet Zitrey can't already hear anything, “Mom died. I was abducted from that place with Aoi. Put in an escapable place with no assurance to see outside. Drive to the corner to kill people just to survive. Dragged to unimaginable and numerous experiments with a low percentage to stay alive. Do the shadowy job, assassinate under Shizun's order. My hellish life... My life... Was destroyed by this Man!” Zitrey stayed silent for a long time. The air is even more chilly. It was as if she was devoured by darkness. Her hatred and rage completely consumed her. Her mind let go of all reasons and refused to think more than to have her revenge. “I FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” Zitre

“I have something to tell you” Alpha Seven managed to say. Alpha Seven is the heir to the throne of the Alpha, Alpha Cloud of the undefeated wolves. Right there, at night time, he laid gently in the garden with his hands behind his head and his lover, Hazel, lying peacefully on his chest as they watched the stars together.

“Joseph, what are you doing here?” “I was discussing some matters with the elders.” “Are you trying to gain their support so you can overthrow me?” The elders looked at each other in alarm but no one said a word. My father stood up and faced me. “I’m the former alpha, and I have a right to be here.” “You betrayed the pack and I will not stand by and watch you try to destroy it again.”

he exclaimed, his voice filled with delight. "We're not just Sirens, Dad," I explained, "we're Vampire/Siren Hybrids with Atlantian DNA. We all are." His eyes grew wide with astonishment, and he took a deep breath, trying to process this revelation. "This brings me great joy." he smiled at Niklaus. "So, you know about the Atlantians?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder. I nodded, smiling. "We do. Let me properly introduce my mates. This is King Abatrose, King of the Meridians."

They indeed had a weird relationship. "I can see you two are maturing fast. Know this: keep your ears to the ground and protect what you have. The Alberts weren't always the head leaders of the East. Queen Tamia and your father fought and conquered territories alongside their friends Maxwel of Hill Valley and Kyle of Brent to secure this position.

Apart from Prince Kral falling into Albert's trap, there wasn't much useful information. However, I suddenly remembered that the attendant referred to Albert as "Your Majesty." That seemed unusual. Albert was a vampire, and they had their own nation. Although I didn't know the extent of it, being the king of the vampires indicated that Albert held considerable power. Facing someone like Albert, who knew many secrets and was deeply enigmatic, I wasn't sure if I could defeat him alongside Prince Kral. But regardless, I would try my best, and I wouldn't just sit back and wait. I believed Prince Kral shared my determination.

The silver had taken effect, poisoning his body and making it impossible for him to shift. I stood over by the side looking horrified. He was bleeding so much yet he looked like he wasn't affected by the pain. I was standing outside the room, watching in horror as Alpha Zordain emerged, his back a mess of blood and torn flesh. I was crying hard, tears streaming down my face as I realized what Alpha Zordain had done for me. Alpha Zordain walked towards me, a smile on his face despite the pain he was in. "You see, Elena," he said, his voice low and husky. "You belong to me now. And forever."

Instead, he went to the small table against the wall, pouring water into the jug. I had heard about Romeo ever since I was a child. The Beta had stood at the King’s side for over three hundred years, since before the Great War. He was known for his bravery and for being nearly as cruel as the King himself. Together, they held Atheon in iron fists... or so the old legends claimed. “So, you are the chosen one this time,” he said finally, his tone soft but edged with sarcasm. “You should be proud. Not every human gets this close to the King and lives to tell about it.”