Alphabet Lore R34 Novels & Stories

“Every part of it.” A dangerous smile spread across Alaric’s face. “Don’t worry. I’ll give you every craving, every luxury, every throne you deserve. I’ll give you the pack. I’ll make you Alpha. I’ll drag you higher than that bitch Scarlet ever dreamed of climbing.” Liora’s lips curved into a wicked smirk. That was the sound she loved...the sound of ambition bleeding into obsession. They stepped apart when footsteps echoed nearby. Masks slid back into place effortlessly. Liora straightened her blazer like a queen adjusting armor.

Alaric & Lyra: The Strategist Turned Storyteller Alaric, ever the meticulous planner, the strategist who could foresee countless contingencies, had become delightfully, utterly obsessed with making her laugh. His meticulous nature had simply shifted its focus. He read her books far beyond her comprehension—ancient histories filled with epic battles and forgotten empires, intricate legends of gods and monsters, even dry, complex war strategies that made my head spin. But he’d do the voices. And gods help any unsuspecting guard or pack member who passed by the open door of his study and heard Alpha Alaric Blackthorn, the stoic leader of the Triplet Pack, speaking in a squeaky, high-pitched dra

Altheya added, “Something ancient is stirring. Not the god we burned. Something beneath even that.” The alpha tilted his head. “Then you are already too late.” Liora stood before an ancient vault beneath the Citadel, one even Aria had never dared open, The sigil on her wrist pulsed again, A single keyhole gleamed in the stone, She pressed her palm to it, The vault opened. Inside: silence, Dust and bone, And a book bound in flesh, The cover bore her new mark. She touched it, And her vision fractured. She stood on a battlefield made of stars, Wolves with flaming eyes clashed against creatures of pure shadow In the sky: not one god but seven. Each wearing a different crown.

"Your mother is well, she's sorry she couldn't make it, but she was busy with your coming home/birthday party, she can't wait for you to find your mate" That's when the most delicious smell of all hits me, it was intoxicating, and it called to me, old strong rum and lavender, it was an odd combination manly yet soft, I turned my head looking for it thinking maybe it was one of the alphas or betas sister but my eyes went straight to the eyes of Adam Lamont, one of the young alphas also leaving the camp, and I shivered, he gave nothing away he was just biting his thin lips, and staring at me with those big brown eyes that's when I heard the growl in my head

He said arrogantly. Alfi draws four black Jepitrons with 666 on their legs from his bracelet and enchants a rune spell. “"fire", "daubentonis"=>"water", "felix"=>"earth", ’strigiformes"=>"wind"); ?>“ “Err, What is he doing?” Kartika asked as she looks Alfi speaking gibberish. You may see the spell-like a simple PHP code, though I am pretty sure most of you don’t know what it means, yet in the scene, he just speaks gibberish. I just deciphered it into PHP code so you will get the point.

Keiran continued. “We have the usual pack dynamic,” Ryder said. “Alpha, Beta, Delta, omega, and so forth. But where most packs see omega’s as a burden, we cherish and protect them.” “Blue says that I qualify as an omega because I’m human.” “And you think because you’re human you’re too weak and unworthy of us,” Axel muttered. I glared at him. Axel smiled. “To get back to our earlier conversation, I don’t think you’re weak. I have no problem with you being human.”

It seemed like a dream. “Sis, did he really make all these pills?” Lila asked Lorelei in secret. “Yeah, I witnessed it myself. In fact, I was his assistant,” Lorelei beamed proudly, bragging as if she were involved in the process as well… In all honesty, the Enlightenment Pill was a divine pill of extremely high level, and it was 100% pure. This was an achievement that any alchemy clan could only hope for. “He’s now my alchemy master!” Lorelei wasn’t afraid to admit that she had become Alex’s disciple.

With our superhealing powers, that job seemed pointless. My wolf purred softly at her being close, but I pushed it down hard. I was Todd, the Alpha of the Thunder Pack and its future leader. How could my Luna be a weak human? "Tm Todd." I kept my voice steady, trying to sound like the Alpha I was supposed to be Tm... Age doesn't really maner to us. I'm the Alpha of the Thunder Pack. And when it comes to money, well, the forests and mountains of Northlane are mine."

The pleading tone of Arla’s voice, coupled with the sad look on her face, made him cave instantly. “Dude! You ruined the surprise,” whined Drew. “I believe it’s Alpha Dude, not just Dude,” replied Arla, poking her tongue out at Drew as Lorenzo laughed at her. “Well, Alpha Dude has one more thing to give you, before he and Beta Dude leave,” said Lorenzo, grinning. He walked over to their sweatshirts they’d left near a tree, and collected two textbooks, handing them to Arla. “I’m guessing you won’t find these two books here at witch school. One is on werewolf history and the other is on our laws and customs.”

*ALORA* I watched Lorenzo stuff his hand into his pocket and he brought out something. Showing it to me, I realized it was a necklace. The same necklace he had gotten me with the “AL” pendant. “I had this made for us. And no, it’s not the first and second letter of your name. I wasn’t bold enough to tell you before. It’s actually the first letter of your name and the first of mine. I wanted us to have something…I don’t know…matching…I guess…”