Novel & Cerita Alexander The Great And Hephaestion Book

Tall shelves stretched to the ceiling, with books enough to make my son Alessio the happiest boy in the world. Heavy curtains filtered the morning light, making the place dark with a touch of light. A fire crackled in the hearth. And there, seated in a leather armchair, whehim. Alexander. My breath caught. I had suspected when I saw the guards, I wasn't sure, but I had thought that it might be him. He looked up from the book in his hand. He was reading Technology and Creation of Science. The same book, my Alessio has been hung up on for weeks now.

With all my love, —Clare Felix —- Dedication To every soul who has ever loved in secret, Felt the weight of a world's judgment, Or stood against the tide for the truth of their own heart— This story is yours. And to those who know that true legacy is Is written not in bloodlines, but in bonds— May you build empires of compassion And have the courage to call them home. These two narrations stand as the most authoritative records of Alexander's reign. —- Acknowledgment

Even when she pouted, she looked impossibly cute. Valentina crossed her arms, tilting her head at me like I was an underachieving student. “Xerxes I,” she said, “also known as Xerxes the Great, ruled the Persian Achaemenid Empire. He was the son of Darius the Great.” ”You know, a man with immense wealth, influence, terrifying armies, divine authority. Almost like you,” she said, stifling a laugh. “Grandson of the great Domenico,” she added teasingly.

“I guess. So long as we both remain alert I see no problem in giving you some answers now.” “Well okay then. Firstly, where exactly are we? I’m guessing that its the standard we’re not on Earth anymore situation?” “That guess would be correct. We are, hopefully, somewhere in the Kingdom of Everaya in the Realm known as Hephaestia.” “Hephaestia? Would that be any relation to the Greek god Hephaestus?” “Well look who is smarter than she looks. You are correct. The god Hephaestus created this realm. All realms are created by a god, the humans from your realm managed to get at least that correct.”

’ “Do not worry, my lady, we are not what you are thinking right now.” “Well, what do you think am I thinking right now?” “That we are traitors. Turning our back to our own Alpha. My lady, I am Hephaestion, aside from his Beta, we grew up together. Faced challenges and victories together. We lived for more than 300 years together. I am not going to turn my back on him and overthrow him if that is what you are worrying about, my lady. I am just to stand for him as a Beta now that his judgment is slightly clouded.”

The encyclopedia does its job and I start reading. Alexander III of Macedonia (Pela, Greece; July 20 or 21, 356 BC [nb 1] [1] - Babylon; June 10/11, 323 BC), [nb 2] [2] better known as Alexander the Great (Greek: Μέγας Αλέξανδρος, romanization: Mégas Alexandros) or Alexander the Great, [nb 3] was King of Macedonia (from 336 BC), Hegemon of Greece, Pharaoh of Egypt (332 BC), Great King of Media and Persia ( 331 BC)

-Few minutes before Alexandria arrives- A while ago, after they had watched the sunset earlier, Alexander decided to stay inside Jingfei’s cottage. When they were inside, Jingfei decided to read one of the books she had brought and she began reading once she had taken a seat on the chair facing her bed, where Alexander was laying.

she flipped her hair with an exhale. One of the maids hesitated, eyes darting nervously toward the staircase. “Upstairs, ma’am.” Daphne smiled faintly. So the rumors were true. She could see the uneasiness on the maid's demeanor. Alexander Wade, the untouchable, the composed, the ruthless, had fallen apart. Alexander the Great…had become Alexander the...Fallen. Good. Maybe now, he would finally see her. She chuckled. She climbed the stairs with purpose, ignoring the way servants shrank back as she passed. One of the maids ushered her to his room.

Questions rolled in, and Alexander was on the verge of a stroke, while Rid answered simply, "Instead of questioning me, do something; our reputation is at stake, man; here you are wasting time on arguments!!" I rose up and moved away from him after what I heard, and Alexander surrounded my waist with his arms and brought me back to my place in his embrace, saying with a revolution, "Where?! There is no escape now from sleeping with you and her. It has become a must." I wondered with false wonder, "Us?!" Alexander nodded affirmatively, pointing with a pair of both fingers, "You and Hela." I looked at him with round eyes and asked him with artificial innocence, "Hey! You were with her yesterda

B-but- “It’s up to you to believe, I just wanted to tell him everything before this becomes messier, but he is already ready to battle.” He said, and now that he mentioned it, I saw the resemblances. Same physique, and features. That’s why Augustus shared so many similarities with Xerxes. Their gazes, their way of thinking. “A-And Sofia?” I raised my head and looked at him. Was Xerxes aware of this? Not. If he was, he wouldn’t be so adamant about killing Andrei. Was Sofia also his daughter? If she was, did he kill her?