Alphabet Lore Z Crying Novels & Stories

"Bastard! Don't say that name in front of me!" King Alano snapped back with a fierce look. Alexa's tears started to flow. "Please. Don't be rude in front of me. I'm Luna, Alan." "Bullshit! I don't believe what you're saying. Once again, you pretend, and I won't hesitate to cut off your head right now!" King Alano's eyes began to turn yellow, indicating that he was at the peak of anger and ready to pounce on anyone near him.

But feeling a certain kind of satisfaction in knowing that I brought someone into this world. I felt accomplished that I was able to deliver our pup into this world. Cirala. I played his name in my head over and over again like a broken record. Awed at the onrush of warm glow suffusing my body. Cirala. It spelled Alaric’s name in reverse, which means “circle of light.” Alaric’s head swooped down and gently kissed me on the lips. “Thank you.” Alaric’s eyes glowed when he locked eyes with mine. He was crying, too.

“And now he says I can’t use Charizard unless I bring a sacrifice!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, he did what now?” Arsen was still processing when Jade charged in behind him, dramatically holding up a red crayon like it was the elder wand. His voice was deep, serious, slightly British for some reason. “THE CARDS HAVE SPOKEN.” “We are five seconds from a full cult ritual,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And I still haven’t had a second coffee.” Then—because apparently the chaos gods weren’t done—Lorelai floated in. I say floated because she wore a sheer purple cape, a tiara perched sideways on her curls, and she was dragging the mop like it was a sacred staff.

"Well done brother." Ludiciel chuckled, engulfing Zedekiel in a tight embrace. "You too, brother." Sera stood to the side, watching the scene with a warm smile on her face. ******** Alaric sat on the cold stone floor in a far corner of the library where light barely reached, his knees drawn to his chest. His trembling fingers clutched the transmission mirror tightly as tears streamed down his face. Lyca, the Veilkeeper of the Nightshade Coven watched him through the transmission mirror, the frustration on her face softening into pity as she watched her Archon let out his pain.

Lex's recounting of the lynx's lineage and his mother's tragic fate send a chill through Arlo's body. Lex's cold recounting continues, describing the torment he had subjected the lynx's mother to, seeking answers that she took to her grave. The chilling details of torture and the Alpha's relentless pursuit of information paint a haunting picture of cruelty and determination that leaves Arlo's soul recoiling in horror.

Before I can say anything, Aurelian takes the chalice. “I, Tobias Cade Walsh pledge my loyalty, my service, and my life to you Alpha Darius Colt Barnett, and to you Alpha Luna Diamond Joy Stone.” Aurelian says in his deep, husky voice. He sips from the chalice, and he drops to the ground, grabbing his head. A muffled groan escapes him. I crouch down to help him.

Lucifer said with a big smile. Amber snickered from behind him. Lucifer looked at her and winked. "He is not big enough to play with swords yet Lucifer" she laughed at him. Max too laughed at that. "You both don't know anything. Nathan would like a laptop" Lucian chimed in smugly. "Oh God," Ophelia couldn't hold back her chocked laughter. "You guys are utterly clueless. He is just a baby. He likes only milk. It's still time for all that" Darius said softly.

“Make one sound and I’ll carve your tongue out, understand?” The scholar nodded frantically, his eyes widening like he’d just seen Death personally walk in. Alaric smirked with satisfaction. “Good. Now move, bastard.” He tore through the box of answer sheets...hundreds of scripts stacked in sealed bundles for delivery to the Lycan Council. The cab shook as the driver, a stoic lycan, maneuvered through the rough terrain with no clue of the chaos happening in the back. Alaric dug deeper into the pile until his fingers touched the paper with Liora’s flowery handwriting. “Found you, you spoiled cunt,” he muttered.

Unfortunately, it's impossible to catch that crazy overpowered alpha. Zinnia howled sorrowfully and fell, her ears drooping from being unable to catch her mate. She whimpered and buried her face in the dirt. “Alaric, you're mean," she cried through our connected mind link. I snickered. “Don't mock me! He's really fast! I tried! Why can't I catch you?!” oh wow, she's going to cry for real. Drix laughed. “Sorry princess, we'll go slower. Try again?”

Alpha Loren: "I think of myself a gentleman. My power, my strength and my action are all driven by one thing- the instinct to protect the things I hold dear. But heed this: if you choose to stand in my way, you will see nothing gentle. Only everlasting suffering and anguish far beyond your comprehension." -Alpha Leonardo Loren I hope you enjoy and happy reading. Love, Elle