All Blueprints Sons Of The Forest Novels & Stories

“Let me introduce everyone, Zahra. You already know Lincoln Grey and his Beta Sam Williamson, and Brant Anderson with his Beta Arlo Jacobs. Over here is Gamma John West, from Dark Forest, with his sons Jason and Jackson.” I shake hands all around, summoning my politest smile. John West must be around Alpha Lucas’s age, based on the streaks of grey in his short-cropped hair and the set of his weathered features. He is shorter than Jasper’s dad, Greyson, but built like a tank. His sons, Jason and Jackson, are the spitting image of him, just like Tobias is the spitting image of King James. Jason looks about twenty-two, broad in the shoulders with tanned skin from hours of training. Jackson appe

“You should know this Tyr Summers, the live-in beggar of a son-in-law of the Zea family. The Zea family had collapsed previously, so this idiot has no place to ask for food and came to our Century Herb instead. A beggar like him even said that his card has ten billion dollars and that he wanted to buy out our stocks. I was just being kind and gave him a pail of dog food, but who knew that this rascal didn’t know what’s good for him and hit me. It’s great timing that you’re here, Dad. Get your subordinates to hold him for me. I want to break his limbs.” “My subordinates?” Forest immediately felt chills down his spine. Standing around him were all top-class figures in Khanh City. But this blin

After a while, their doorbell rang a few times. "There they are," Noah said before standing up and opening the door. A boy and a girl came. I couldn't really see their faces since Noah was blocking both of them. Noah must've told them to behave or something because it seems like he was scolding them before all three of them walked towards us. And holy crap. I know them. I know the son and the daughter. I honestly don't really give a damn about the daughter, but the son... I couldn't forget a face like that. How could I? His alluring forest green eyes stared at me blankly. He didn't want to be here. It seems like they weren't informed that I was going to be here, anyway.

Yuri's POV We had spent four days meticulously crafting escape plans and designing a passageway based on the blueprints of labs that Solomon had provided us. Our aim was to evacuate the mixed-blood hybrids safely. My father had kept me updated, informing me that soon they would inject him, Nedra, and Nex with a serum. This serum could enhance their energy and make them feral if not adequately controlled. It's a forced serum that weaponizes mixed bloods but shortens their lifespan. I couldn't bear the thought of my father, step-sister, and step-brother suffering these consequences.

We have nothing to do with them anymore because all property rights have been given back to them. As I looked at the agreement, I failed to realize from the beginning that there was something strange about the content. Dad made a pact with James Bianchi, grandfather’s stepbrother and not with his own father Salvi Bianchi the rightful heir of Bianchi himself. It makes me even more confused.

The night stood still and bloodied with cold darkness in the Blackmoon pack, on the day the son of the Alpha was to be born. Waiting patiently in his meeting hall with the seven alphas of different packs. "You can't let that child live" Alpha Jack said with a repititive force, "Do you want him to kill his own son without knowing anything about him" Alpha Zid reverted. "But the prophecy is not something to be dealt with, you heard the witch, she said that the boy will kill his father and mate with his mother, that is a cruel abomination" Alpha Jack said again.

The emergency cell phone is used for my Mafia dirty jobs, I try my best to keep my personal contact out of business as my rivals can easily track my movement via my phone or my contact. I took the phone as I exhaled, Mr Andrew is the last person anyone would want to have a business with but unfortunately, he is my father's friend. The former Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, and now, his prodigal rogue son has taken over. Blood Moon Pack is a pack with a high population of rogues, they are known for having little or no peace. The last time my men went to guide his son in a party he hosted, a very large amount of rogues attacked everyone and my men came back looking almost dead after a hard but succe

He knew nothing of his enemies before that battle but now he has a chance to take tactics by the balls and hopefully win against the whole werewolf faction. "How?" Monroe asked, interested. Not being able to take the hint of Grey looking into his former territory if there was one. "How's your pack revenue!" Grey asked taking over, he pulled the map closer. "It's great! Multiple businesses and a secure Swiss account with several thousands!" He bragged still not getting the point Grey was driving at. "If you are able to get moons peak off the attack team that will leave Lycaon Order, Rogue nation, ShadowLake and Blood moon. Among these Lycaon order is the most lethal so take them off the map w

No one waited for her to speak. An older alpha named Bren was the first to break the silence. “My parents built their home assuming it would burn down someday,” he said plainly. “They taught me not to love the walls too much.” A murmur of recognition followed. “I taught my children the same,” he continued. “Now my daughter wants to carve her name into the doorframe. She wants roots.” His jaw tightened. “And I don’t know how to protect her from what happens if those roots are torn out.”