Albion's Seed Novels & Stories

"The fire and the light have merged in this water. The Glades are gone, but they have left us a gift." I looked at the water. Floating on the surface were thousands of small, glowing seeds. They looked like pearls of liquid gold. "The Seeds of the First Alpha," Elder whispered. "They only bloom in the presence of the Hallowed Trinity. If we can get these to the Silver Mines, we can wake every sleeper in the North. We can create an army of Hallowed warriors." "Then we move," I said, standing up and pulling Kaelen with me. He was weak, but he stood, his hand gripping mine.

He knew about her moving on with her life but he just wanted to be the one she moved on with. "But haven't gotten a gist of it?" He said, putting out a hard smile," There is a wolf guy out there killing people and I have to make sure you are safe back home," Amelia's huge eyeballs rolled at his statement… "Thankfully, he only kills men. I think I'm good to go," She smiled as she walked out of the house. Just as Alex closes the door and her feet step on the top of the stairs, a huge wave of dizziness enclaves her. With a deep sigh, she strode down the brownstone, gasping at the frigid air, as her breath made a stream of clouds in front of her.

Drax reached out and placed his hand over Ashren’s. "But the First Kings did not leave us a graveyard," Drax continued, tears shining openly in his eyes. "They left us a garden. And they left us the Alpha to keep it warm." Ashren opened the wooden box. Resting on a bed of crushed velvet was a single, massive seed. It was the size of my fist, dark and polished, thrumming with the ancient, dormant life of the old world. It was the seed of the Sun Tree, the massive canopy species that had once covered the entire continent before the War of the Void.

Chapter 29: The Ill Proceeds Of An Omen The Acquired Lands, Vermont, The New World (1762)..... Alain Remington awoke to the sound of construction as his father and a few others set to work on the vast undertaking that had been Sir Alfred's most ambitious project. He rolled out of the bed, which was as hard as stone and reminded him all too much of the bed he was assigned when onboard The Laurel. He shook off the grogginess of sleep and stretched before leaving behind his lodgings and venturing out into the bright new world. The warm glow of the sun beaming down on the various aspects of vegetation was a welcome change of pace from the shimmering rays being reflected from the deep waters of t

"And me!" The moment my words fell, Peter strode up, looking determinedly at Sebastian, who I held on the cross. "As the Alpha of The Red Flame Pack, alongside Harrison, I officially declare war against The Blue Blood Pack!" "What a ridiculous declaration." Even though I had a tight grip on his neck, Sebastian still bore a mocking smile on his face. His voice, hoarse and intermittent due to suffocation, even carried a sarcastic tone. "Do you want a war? But you can't even find our existence, how laughable..."

The Sun God who gave him the seed of the Crystal Tree Garden? “ALL HAIL THE SUN GOD!” Everyone immediately lined up behind Alban and kowtowed. “ALL HAIL THE SUN GOD!” Their screams invited hundreds of other residents and even woke up the big man that Liam had dragged here. “WORSHIP THE SUN GOD!” Liam narrowed his eyes. “How… did it become like this?” he muttered. He tried to guess what had actually happened after he left the philosopher's stone with Alban, that they now worshipped him as the Sun God.

For he has his very firstborn son. That is why he is protecting her thirty-third concubine, Lady Lilith. A natural-born dryad and the Archduke of Savernake Forest, the power region in the Oceanic Weeds of East. She is the only wife King Eddard had to give him a son, so her importance is paramount, just as the baby's safety. Aside from Queen Valentine, the Empress, who was able to birth a son but later on died due to assassination, no other concubine has successfully given birth to a successor or even birthed at all.

Alistair ordered, his hands pinning my wrists over my head as he began a brutal, rhythmic pounding that slid right against my magic spot. "Yes, Alpha! Fill me!" I gasped, dragging my short nails down his muscular arms, drawing faint red lines that only made his thrusts hit harder and deeper. The heat inside my belly flared, the unborn pup shifting as Alistair’s pace turned frantic, his hips slamming against my ass with deafening cracks until his shaft swelled up huge inside me. We both cried out at the same time, my second orgasm tearing through my veins just as Alistair erupted, pumping thick, boiling layers of Alpha seed deep into my womb to claim his child.

Seeing the man, he straightens up and clears his throat. Malachi adjusts his tie, then pulls me to his side, wrapping his arm around my back. "Hello, father," Malachi says. "Son, is this what the Alpha has been up too? Playing around with a human?" He questions. "Father, she is my mate," Malachi snarls. "Well, then she needs to act like a Luna and stop playing around like a child" The man spat. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "This is why we have never had a human Luna in all our time in Aberdeen." The man retorts.

TAYLOR'S POV The attendant set the tray down and disappeared before I could thank him. I picked up the bread and looked at Caius. "Talk. You have until I finish eating." "The bond," Caius started. "From the beginning," I said. "Pretend I know nothing. Which I don't. Because I was alive in Colorado this morning." Zed pulled a chair and sat like a man preparing for a very long evening. "The Wolfric Kingdom has three ruling kings. Has been that way for a thousand years. The bond chooses one bride for all three."