Albion's Seed Novels & Stories

“Sold. But there’s one more thing you should know.” Sebastian crosses his arms impatiently. “What’s that?” “I’m, let’s say, very close to the second born heir of the Alpha King. If you wanted to, oh, I don’t know, overthrow a kingdom and back a new ruler who would fight for humans, I’m your guy.”

An elder said and Alpha turned to him with his eyes narrowed into slits. Then he turned to his brother who was seated on the throne. "My brother here is still reeling from years of losing his mate, and there is no way he would want to mate with a female now. Not that if he had mate with her, he won’t die before the oid grows. So Zebulun having his own omega to breed will be good, what do you say, Alpha King?" He asked, his eyes glinting mischief. The Alpha King exhaled and glanced at Zebulun who was gripping his chair with dear life.

I said, grabbing the results tightly into my hands. I went back to the packhouse feeling very weak and on the verge of tears. I had thought I’d rid myself of everything that had to do with the twins, but instead I was carrying their child! My aunt barged into my room to let me know some important news. The Twin Alphas were coming over to seal an alliance they had tried forming years ago with her father. I had begged my aunt to let the Alpha handle this meeting, but my aunt shook her head, telling me the Alpha had traveled for an important meeting.

He jerked his thumb back in the direction of the Citadel. Liora cradled the Seed. It was warm against her chest, a tiny, living heart. She closed her eyes and focused on its hum. It was a quiet, steady note, but it wasn’t just sound. It was a feeling. A pull. “It’s pointing,” she said, opening her eyes. She held the Seed out, turning slowly. The hum grew slightly stronger, the pulses a little quicker, when she faced downstream. “This way. It wants us to go this way.”

The King murmurs to himself as he impertinently waits in his throne room. . . ~ ~ ~ ~ King Alfred of the Arbro Kindom ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The Arbro Kindom is a small Kingdom far away. In the past, King Demons of the Caelum clan tried to colonise it in vain.~ "The Princess must die." king Alfred strolls in the comfort of his palace, that's how he thinks, out in the open air moving from one angle to another. "I'm sure that, for this betrayal to the Solis Clan, our kingdom stands no chance if the two kingdoms get United. Not forgetting the fact that King Demon and I are enemies. I'm sure our small kingdom will be attacked first." he tightly clenches his fist in frustration.

“You can run. You can hide. I will still find you.” He kissed my face again, softer this time. “Why?” I whispered. “Why does it have to be me? I’m not the right Luna for you. Tanya is your fated mate—” “She was chosen by her father and the elders,” King Benjamin cut in. “Not by the Goddess.” “I don’t want to be caught with you—”

"All I said was, 'You should take a look at this.' You were the one who didn't bother to read it." He kept scanning the document, desperately searching for a loophole. But the terms were ironclad, the legal language precise. And on the final page, there was a crimson mark. When Damon saw the clear, undeniable mark of his Alpha Seal—his own crimson thumbprint, imbued with a trace of his power—his body went rigid.

There they sought the help of the children of the elements once more, but instead of a pact, they humbled themselves and made a vow that they would always respect the land and take from it, only what is needed. There and then, The 3 remaining children of the child of light, built the first castle. They were Beronia Alcione of the Red Rose, and Anderson Heilig of the Thunder gods and Aubrianne Ravante of the Silver Moon. Together they swore to work with each other and uphold the treaty they made with the children of the elements. Thus, the first settlement, the Beronia Kingdom was created. “So... that means that the platue where Aubrianne university is... this was the first settlement in all

Albert reported panickedly. However Sebastian picked up his gun that was sitting on the table with a dark look in his eyes, he didn't reply to Albert's reports which somewhat surprised Albert but wasn't unexpected, in the sense that, the land he seemed to have just mysteriously lost was something he'd purchased years ago and had planned to build an orphanage.

Elara sprawled on the dust-sheeted sofa. "Casbian's moving. Three packs. Blackpine, Greyscar, Stonehold. He's marching on the human border at dawn." "He's still following Marcus's plan," Kael said. "Even with Marcus in chains, the wheels are turning." "Then we stop the wheels." I stood. "The Blood Oath. We activate it at the border. Cut off the Alphas. The packs scatter." Elara looked at me. Then at Kael. "She's terrifying. I like her."