Alexandria's Genesis Mga Nobela at Kwento

At a young age, he learns to say a promise because of the pretty little girl, Alexandria. *end of flashback* Azrael couldn’t help but feel mad at himself. How could he forget his promise? He couldn’t believe that his wish came true. When he met Alexandria the first time, every night he wished to the moon goddess that he wanted Alexandria to be his mate when the time came.

“Yes, the Great Old Ones do exist, so to speak. The Gods didn't come out of nowhere... Nothing came out of Nothing... What humans know as the Big Bang Theory, is in fact known as the beginning of the age of the First Ones. After that came the age of the Gods. The Age of the Humans came with the First Great Wars... That doesn't mean that the First Ones died out.” “How do you know so much?” Sophy asks. “Everything I know has been recovered from the Library of Alexandria and from many other accounts hidden around the world. There are many differences in the scripts around the world, but I found similarities where there should not have been any.” Khalid replies. The information that he is sharin

The child within her shifted once more, more strongly now, and she touched a hand to her belly. Vera came in, cradling an old scroll. "There's something you must see." She unrolled it on the council table. A map. But the land was… shifting. "Alexandria was keeping a secret," Vera growled. "A doorway. Not through lands—but through time. A way to where the prophecy began. Before it was ever spoken. Before our people ever ruled the Crescent." Emereah's eyes turned dark. It wasn't over yet. Prophecies weren't destroyed. They were… rewritten.

Alexandra frowns. Alexandra who is the only daughter of The Wachukwu family was giving every material thing she wanted. She was sent to a boarding school at the age of ten, then she was in jss1. That was because her parents were always busy with business trips. Mr Wachukwu her dad is a wealthy businessman same applicable to her mum Mrs Wachukwu. They were always travelling from one country to another for work-related issues. Raphael, her elder brother was also a host elite, but they never went to the same school, she hardly saw him, the first and last time they saw was three years ago, then she was fifteen.

She was still scared but it didn't affect me so much now I was in front of him. "What is your name?" He asked me looking into my eyes as if he was taking away all my pain and fear. "Alexandria." "Mine is Aden." His name suited him I could already imagine him being called 'Alpha Aden of Midnight Warrior pack'. "Why did you cry my little wolf?" "She is scared of you," I replied in a short sentence too scared to say too much. "Your wolf?" He asked surprised when I nodded, he then turned to my Alpha, "I need to talk to you."

“I wanted to. If only I hadn’t seen a promising future in marrying you back then. Didn’t I tell you there was something unsettling me? I think this is the moment.” “Alexandria is an emissary from another entity. I don’t know exactly what kind of entity. They disguise themselves like ghosts. They exist on the threshold between being seen and unseen.” “I’m beginning to realize that she can block my ability to see into the future, which means she can also block the abilities of certain gods with similar powers.” “I mean, every god has varying levels of power. One of the underworld gods’ allies can see the future, so I need Alexandrina to stop that from happening. To blur that ally’s vision of m

I ask and he sighs deeply. "I haven't been totally honest with you,Alexandria." He said and by the looks of it,this is deeply serious. "I am a guardian,your guardian." He says and I look at him with a raised brow. "A guardian is a supernatural being sent down by the Moon Goddess to protect those with a greater purpose in life. I was sent to be your guardian. To protect you from people who want to cause you harm in anyway. This is the reason why I get annoyed when you mention Mason. He caused you a great deal of pain and it triggered what you can call overprotective dad mode in me. I'm sorry for not telling you earlier. I wanted to but I couldn't,not until you were ready.

The ambient light reflected in her amber irises, and she leaned forward just a fraction, completely captivated by the rare, violet glow of the gem. "It’s called the Heart of Alexandria," I spoke up quietly, leaning closer to her. "It was commissioned by a Russian nobleman in the late nineteenth century for his wife, right before the revolution. It disappeared into private collections for a century because it's one of the purest cuts of tanzanite ever mined." I tilted my head, studying her profile. "Do you want it?" The auctioneer’s booming voice cut through the air before she could answer. "We will open the bidding for the Heart of Alexandria at a starting price of four million dollars!"

I say gritting my teeth “And who do you think created the pure bloods?” she says calmly with an arched eyebrow What? She is… my goddess? “Werewolves were my first creation then the others followed, but they were getting too powerful, too savage and too many…they started wars and spilled blood, they needed to be controlled… and that’s when I created your kind, but I learned my lesson, making you powerful enough but not too much, made sure you don’t grow in numbers and take over the world, that’s why I made it pass to only men and that’s why you are too special Alexandria” she says proud of herself… or maybe me?

"But let me remind you, Aereza, your place in his life is nothing more than a whore who loves to get fucked by him anytime, anywhere he wants," Aereza still chose to remain silent until. "So now tell me, did your mother give you its teaching or your grandmother on how to be a whore or let me guess it…its running in your blood that's why you don't even know your parents nam…." Alexandria's words remained incomplete as she felt a sharp sting on her face which got tilted after feeling that hard slap on her cheek. Alexandria tilted her head and saw Aereza's grey eyes flashing burning red in rage and wrath. Her voice turned deep and dark, including her entire demeanour.