Altaïr Ibn La Ahad Face Novels & Stories

The older sister scowled at the little one, who rolled her eyes and giggled in response. “Alette and Adelina.” Atlas motioned to the two sisters. The six-year-old, Adelina, flashed a dimpled smile at me while Alette gave me a wary glance. “This is my true-mate, Raelynn.” “Don’t mind Alette, she worry’s too much.” Adelina snorted, smiling at Atlas and I, much more intelligent than I would’ve pegged a six-year-old. “She’s Atlas’s true-mate Alette, you know she wouldn’t hurt us.”

The guards opened the gate upon seeing us and bowed down while greeting us, "Welcome back, dear light of Nirvana, goddess of the sun." I was surprised that they didn't notice that it was Ayla whom they were greeting. Ayla felt extremely excited upon hearing the greeting and ran in the direction of the throne hall. "My goddess, welcome home," a minor god suddenly said before our eyes. His name is Adler, a Chimera. His beast form was a mixture of a snake, goat, lion, and eagle beast. He was cast aside when he was young, but my father took him under his wing. He grew up with us in the palace and served as our butler after his coming of age. He's older than us and witnessed our birth—he knew us

"How do you know it's a boy in there?" This time, Mark's presence was finally noticed. "Nice to meet you, I'm Aric, the seer," smiling brightly,Aric stretched out his hand towards Mark who looked awkward as he could get. "The one in the middle is Altair who is also a seer and the eldest of us is Aaryan, who is my brother standing right there?" Aric quirked his head to the side upon not seeing his brother who was standing right beside him seconds ago.

The giant fiery figure opened its "mouth," and from within emerged a man in royal robes and a crown, Alaric. His face bore a striking resemblance to Siron’s, though he looked older, his eyes burning with thousands of years of hatred. He hovered before the flames, fixed on Siron with a gaze that made Siron’s blood run cold. "Finally we meet, my distant grandchildren," Alaric’s voice echoed, sounding double: one part a normal human voice, the other like the roar of a bonfire. "It is time to finish what was started thousands of years ago."

She asked with excitement. I leaned on the wall and touched my sigil burned in my arm. It is still hot and it looks like a curve using fire in my right arm. I feel so tired of what happened to me, and I was surprised that I saw it all. I tried to remember everything that I saw while Michael was waiting for me to tell her. “I saw a battle between humans and the giants” I started and looked at her while touching my sigil. “It’s titans” She corrected me, while still waiting for me to say more.

Like I was a weapon they weren’t sure how to sheath. Layla stood first. “This is Alenya.” That’s it? No titles? No disclaimers? A broad, shouldered man with storm, gray hair leaned back in his chair. “Human doesn’t smell right.” “I smell very right, actually,” I muttered. Thane’s aura flared just enough to make the table hum. “This is Cael,” Thane said. “Beta. That’s Maeven, our seer. Orrik, sentinel chief. And Rowan....”

As of yet, these individuals were not adversaries. A figure moved forward, speaking in a calm, quiet voice. The truth is what you're looking for, Beta Kieran Blackthorn. The sound of my name made me tense. "Who are you?" I had assumed the man was long dead, but when the hooded figure drew back their hood, I saw the face of an elder. His pale eyes were as keen as a blade, and his silver hair was pulled back. "Alderin is my name. We have also been anticipating your arrival.

"What are their names?" "Their names are Kai, Eli, Vladimir, Osiris, Edric, Drik, Isabella, and Suzette," Altan replied. "Eli was with you yesterday, right? By the way, your brother is very handsome," Esen said, hiding her smile. Altan took a look at her and said, "Your focus should be on me only." Esen laughed when she saw him reacting like this and replied. She didn't know if there was anger or jealousy in his eyes.

His relaxing view came to a stop when Sri Altai, a Riana Elite, walks in - Sri, the title given to the top ranked Soldiers, they are tasked with coordinating war unit of Riana Soldiers, fully clad in chain mail tinted in dark-blue. Altai is a black skin man with a well-built body, he has a crew cut and side-beards united with his goatee, putting ease to his fierce gaze. His looks spoke evil of him, like he was happy doing anything bad; he wields a sword and a dagger cased in unique leather scabbard dangling from his left side as he walks. “My Lord,” Altai greeted with a bow. “Speak Altai.” King Eric ordered, his voice clear in a singsong way.

And Equx is no more, All we have to do now is find this God Tyber Son of Jalab, brother of Davin and end this war once and for all. I stand at the deck as I watch the fragments of the planet in front of me, I can feel the power in my veins, My eyes glow green as I run my hand down my arm I can feel the raised scales on my arm. Halturian looks down at my arm, and his eyes go wide as he says. "Well I'll be damed, who was your father, Beven?." I look down at my arm, scratching the shiny green scales as I turn to the King and ask.