Alchemy Triangles Novels & Stories

he said earning a nod before I inhaled deeply before exhaling. “What happened to my parents?” I asked as he sighed, “Your parents were what we called mates, soulmates, souls destined for each other, all of those that I called, but Marcus was in love with your mother and was jealous of their bond,” He said as I listened closely, “ Back then, Marcus's father was the alpha, an alpha is the strongest type of wolf and he’s also the leader of the pack,” he said as I nodded, “The community had loved him because he used to buy their love and respect by bribing them,” he said as I frowned at the greedy ways of this man.

“Here.” Leda stunned and stared up at her sister, who had been watching her silently. She took the little packet and unrolled it with trembling fingers. Four mismatched tablets of different colors and sizes rolled onto her palm. “You’ll need an additional dose,” Cythia mumbled, voice deceptively casual. “The last thing you want is to slip your scent around a bunch of Alphas.” “Will this be enough?” “Fuck an Alpha and I guess you’ll see,” Cythia snapped, the anger betraying

Alpha Clause was in the middle with Alpha Wyatt beside him and Alpha Sloan on the far right. Alpha Mason was known to be the oldest and was the one that usually spoke in these ceremonies. He raised his hands in a welcoming gesture with a friendly smile on his face, "Welcome, young wolves. We are elated to be here with you on the day you are to find your mates and be complete. May the mating ceremony begin!"

“You weren’t meant to tell, mummy.” “Mummy’s girl,” Dash commented but Hilda stuck her tongue out at him. I felt a strange connection with it but opened it anyways. The first image I saw was what I recognized immediately to be the former Alpha in black and white. He was holding a sword and pulling off what was meant to be a ‘k****u’ stance. That cracked me up. But d*mn he was hot. That’s obviously where the Evil Triplets got it from. The front pages were more pictures of him until I saw that of a she-wolf.

In the middle layer, 3200 mini white Tai Chi diagrams were formed from white tribulation clouds. On the highest level, gray tribulation clouds gathered to form 1600 huge gray Tai Chi diagrams. Each of those Tai Chi diagrams spun and floated within their respective layers. As those tribulation clouds of three distinct colors were fully formed, Herodias clutched onto Yegorʼs arm. “Even you and I might perish while going through the Upper Three Calamities. Is there really no other way we can help James?” Yegor narrowed his eyes as he stared at the human-like figure.

Murmurs quickly fell across the room as the Alpha's spoke to each other in confusion. "Why would the inner circle want your mate?" The question came from Alpha Claud of the River Stone pack. Alpha Claud's pack was smaller than most, but it lay within North Dakota's plains and shared a truce with my pack's family for generations. Alpha Claud was younger than the rest of us, and he always seemed to question everything that happened around him. The alliance, however, allowed his naïve mind to be voiced.

I have always thought that was a risky way to bring up one's child, considering he would be taking over as Alpha in a few years from now. "Look, Darrell, I'm sorry for speaking about your mother with disrespect, and I know you are going through a lot right now, but you can't keep reacting to everything violently. I'm not saying this because you punched me in the temple, although that shit hurt like hell, but you've been this way ever since your mother was thrown in jail. The other day, you were summoned for knocking the lights out of an omicron just because he looked at you funny. Come on man, you need to get a grip on your emotions; this is not healthy for you. And if I may suggest, I think

Deep beneath the earth, Elias stood in a chamber of shimmering silver and jagged obsidian. The air was so hot it was singeing his lungs. Before him sat the "Heart of the North"—a massive, crystalline formation that acted as the mountain’s spiritual and geological anchor. The Alchemist’s thermal charges were hummed around the crystal, glowing a violent, angry red. Elias didn't hesitate. He let the obsidian monster out. His skin turned to stone, his wings unfurling to scrape the ceiling of the cavern. He wrapped his massive arms around the crystal, his grey-gold veins glowing so brightly they illuminated the entire mine shaft. He wasn't just holding the rock; he was absorbing the heat.

Those discussions elicited a faint smile from Severin as he continued walking towards the tower. The Alchemy Tower stood nine stories tall, and each floor emitted a radiant glow. At its entrance was a stone monument thirty feet tall. A rainbow-colored glow enveloped the monument, and inscriptions representing the rankings and names of those who had successfully entered the tower in the past were etched onto the stone. The names numbered in the thousands.

Moonlight caught the faint crescent markings along her collarbone—no longer glowing, but ever-present, as if etched into her very being. “Tell me,” she said. This was what Maeve had meant. No walls. No half-truths. “The rogues weren’t acting alone,” I said. “Elaina was a piece, not the hand.” Krystal’s expression tightened. “Do you know who it is?” “Not yet. But the phrase they used—The Balance Must Break—it’s tied to an old faction. One that believes the Alpha-King system is flawed.” She frowned. “Flawed how?”