Albion's Seed Novels & Stories

In the end, he had to beg the sect's elders for a ninth-grade spiritual pill, which allowed him to advance to royal paragon a not long ago. Alfie understood that if he wanted to catch up with Severin, he must obtain the inheritance of the Eastern Sea Secret Realm this time. Just as Alfie was staring intently at the Eastern Sea City on the horizon, Joe Harrision, a level nine royal paragon elder beside him spoke up, "We have arrived at Eastern Sea City, Alfie. Are we accepting the invitation from the Primordial Sacred Land?" "Is this even an invitation, Joe?" Alfie let out a cold sight. "This is declaring war on my Floating Light Sacred Land!"

“Out of Albion would the king across the ocean shall arrive.” She repeated the phrase to herself, the weight of its meaning sinking in. Albion, a land steeped in history and magic, held a significance that couldn’t be ignored. Agnes, the enigmatic and powerful witch, was the only one among them with Albion heritage. She had always been a source of intrigue and mystery, her origins shrouded in secrecy.

"Mr. Brighton…" Sebastian hastily stood up and took Albion's hand. Before he could refuse, Albion said quickly, "Mr. Ballard, if you refuse again, I'm going to find it hard to explain things when I get back. We can't take your patent for nothing." Since he had said so, Sebastian had no choice but to agree. He nodded and said, "I'll agree then." "That's right!" After Albion returned to his seat, he smiled and said, "I never imagined that you would be so young and have such a big heart."

One of the soldiers moved forward, stopped in front of him: "Halt, not a step farther!" "Why?" Albin slowly lifted his arm. "I must take your weapons. Give them and you may enter." "Here," Albin gave his weapons. "You may enter." The King of Alban sat in his high chair. His exhausted eyes greet him: "So, it's true that you have come." "I have." "Why?" "To see what is west from my homeland." "What do you see?" "I see only a desolated land, torn by war and inner intrigues for power."

"Things don't have to end this way. Let him go, and maybe—just maybe—I won't put a bullet between your eyes." Rowan's laughter cut through the howling wind like broken glass. "And why the hell would I do that?" His lips twisted into a predator's smile, canines gleaming in the moonlight. "I'm the rightful Alpha of this pack. You're nothing but a pretender playing with daddy's crown." "My father earned that title with blood and honor," Damon snarled, his finger hovering over the trigger. "You forfeited any claim when you abandoned your pack like a coward."

---- Jack’s POV Morning comes early when you carry the weight of a pack’s future on your shoulders. As Alpha Prince of the Salt Rock pack and the one who will one day sit on the throne, there is no such thing as a lazy dawn. My father has been training me for years—grooming me to take over his duties so that when he steps down, the pack will not falter. The elders respect him; I want them to respect me the same way.

came another reply. “Don’t you dare accuse my wife of cheating,” answered the bellowing voice of Kendra’s father, the Pack’s Beta. “Until a new Alpha is named, I am this Pack’s acting Alpha, which makes her an acting Luna, and I will not tolerate the slander of my acting Luna on my Pack’s own land.” There was no answer to that, because there was no way to respond without the potential for conflict. After several moments, Dr. Hangslin spoke up again.

Prince Sidon repeated, wiggling his eyebrows at Algin. Igris smirked as Algin pulled his tongue at Prince Sidon. He sighed and said, “As much as I would love to start a family with Algin, the family I am talking about is us, the Crimson Thorn.” Everyone seemed surprised by his words. Algin rubbed his right shoulder as he smiled at Igris and said to everyone, “I’ve already ordered. We’ll eat now and leave to embark on our journey.” Sgoth shuddered, thinking about leaving, and looked at her master’s daughter. She looked at everyone around her then nodded her head. There was no turning back from here and this was the best choice for her.

He’d been very useful in all of this…with the weapons and the potions. But now Sephora had direct access into the most powerful pack in the region. And with her poisons, and the new ones being developed…. It was only a matter of time. The Blackseed had once been very powerful, very respected. But then they’d become a laughing stock! Well…that time was over. Blackseed would rise again. And a new Alpha King (or Queen) would be crowned. “Mother?” Jonathan asked. She shook her head. She’d been lost in thought.

Inside was a single, glowing silver seed. "What the hell is that?" Kaelor asked, peering over his shoulder. "The Seed of the World-Tree. It’s a biological computer, Kaelor. It can manage the planet’s water and soil without needing a human host. It was his backup plan. He knew he was going crazy."