Alexandria's Genesis Novels & Stories

Aldric met her eyes. "They're called the Eclipse Order." No one reacted. Except Alex. His face turned white. "You know them," Beauty whispered. Alex didn't answer immediately. Finally... "I've heard the name." "From where?" "My father's journals." The room grew silent again. Alex looked as though he'd just uncovered a nightmare he'd spent years trying to forget. "He believed they were a myth." Aldric shook his head. "They've existed for over a thousand years." Marcus scoffed.

He exhaled slowly before continuing. “The original founders built the stronghold over the seal intentionally.” Cold silence followed immediately. Rex’s expression became deadly calm. “Why.” “To guard it.” I stared at Kaelen. “You knew?” “No.” His jaw tightened slightly. “But I suspected there was something beneath the old tunnels.” Rex looked ready to break something. “So generations of Alphas just conveniently forgot to mention we’re living on top of a cosmic prison?” “No records survived the Blood Wars,” Kaelen snapped back. “Most of our history was destroyed.”

Alexander shook his head. "Oh yeah? with other customs? is that why you have returned to consume human blood?" Alexander ducked his head; he knew that his sister was right, and he felt ashamed. "I have not consumed human blood Lea" he lied to her. "don't lie anymore Alex please, that woman bewitched you and is taking you to the greatest declines, I know it's very difficult to explain, I know that our life took an inexplicable turn, because it's hard to understand how you changed after being a great successful businessman, you went to the ancient times, of curses, spells, and all those things, but we must face it, we must do it."

"But I’m guessing you’re not just 'Vance' anymore, are you?" "I’m enough of him to know we’re not finished," Alexander said. He reached out his good hand, and Jax took it. The moment they touched, a small spark of violet light jumped between them a handshake of pure data. Jax gasped as his HUD suddenly flickered to life, showing a clean, unencrypted map of the city’s remaining resources. "She’s in there," Jax whispered, looking at Alexander. "Elena. She’s actually in there." "She is the Architect," Alexander replied. "And I am the foundation."

Legacy network dissolving. New architecture deploying. Alexander stood abruptly. “You can’t rebuild something this large without global consequence.” Her father met his gaze steadily. “We accounted for that.” The screen split again. World leaders. Central banks. Agreements signed. All pre authorized. Her breath faltered. “This was planned,” she whispered. “For years,” the Founder confirmed. Alexander stared at the screen. “You used me.” “Yes,” the Founder replied simply. “And now?” Alexander asked coldly. The Founder’s eyes shifted.

Maria's eyes widened in recognition, “I knew it was you” “Green witch, still alive? How... Quaint” Jasper bristled. “Who is that?“ Caspian finally moved, stepping half a pace in front of me. “Alexandria” he said flatly, “You shouldn't be here” “And yet...“ she replied lightly, eyes moving towards my path, “Here I am” Her stare locked onto mine and something inside me tightened... “So... You're the girl huh? Hale” Alexandria whispered, “The blood everyone is talking about, you've returned”

Rosemary closed her eyes as a low shimmer formed on top of the coffee table before landing on it, turning it into some sort of television, a line of memories. “It started out when the Lycans, to be more specific, Killian and Annalise’s father wanted to become the Alpha of Alphas.” She said, explaining what we saw in front of us, a man and a woman who looked at one another, arguing. “They started getting into fights within the Lycans which led to conflicts, but eventually, they set off to fight the wolves for the one thing that could kill them. The ornaments which were kept safe at the D’Caprio’s mansion.”

There was somewhere else—somewhere older, somewhere Seraphina couldn't find. Alexander closed his eyes, reaching back through centuries of memory. He had been young when he came to this city, young and hungry and desperate to forget what he'd been. There had been places then, places the old ones used to hide. Places that had been forgotten when the city grew up around them.

Alexandria, who just came out from the bathroom with the sight of a focused Jingfei, staring at ceiling welcomed her, explained. “You must be very close when you were still young.” Jingfei uttered, her gaze still glued on the ceiling. “Well kind of.” Alexandria, went inside of her walk-in closet to change into her comfortable clothes. “Alexander barely got to see me since he lives with our grandparents and our grandmother was kind of strict. And when Alexander turned fifteen he pursued our grandmother to live with us again and I was surprised that she said yes to him.” Alexandria chuckled a bit at the memories that suddenly popped into her mind.

"He was getting sentimental. He wanted to tell you the truth before the end. I suppose he earned that right." "Is it true?" Evangeline asked. She stood up, her hand finding mine in the dark. "Is he a clone?" "Clone is such a vulgar word," Elinor said. She walked to the table and sat down. She looked like she was hosting a dinner party. "We prefer the term 'iterative asset.' The real Alexander died in a car crash when he was six. I couldn't let the empire fall to Marcus. So, I started the Archive."