Apex Alpha Novels & Stories

[PHASE SHIFT CONFIRMED] [STATUS: PEACEFUL DEVELOPMENT — TERMINATED] [NEW DIRECTIVE: SURVIVAL IN HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT] [NOTE: ENEMIES HAVE BEGUN CULLING CANDIDATES] Alpha closed his eyes. So this was it. Not later. Not gradually. Not after he was ready. The game had started early. Marek was dead. Someone had tried to kill Alpha—and failed. Barely. And Apex Academy, built to forge kings, had just drawn first blood. In the dark behind his eyes, something ancient smiled. It has begun. Pain became Alpha’s world.

[SYSTEM MESSAGE: APEX CORE EXPOSED.] [WARNING: LETHAL DAMAGE IMMINENT. INITIATING SERVER-WIDE WIPE PROTOCOL IN 00:00:04...] The digital battlefield of Aegis Online was a chaotic, hyper-saturated symphony of shattered code and screaming metal.

"Silas predicted you would come for the debris. He did not anticipate the Alpha of the Moon would be so sentimental." "Who are you?" I demanded, my hands tightening on my hilt until my knuckles turned white. "We are the Apex," the other creature replied, its limbs stretching with an unnatural, reptilian snap. "We are the culmination of the data harvested from your marrow. We are the Thorne-Variant, perfected."

It was Thorne. ​The old man’s face looked even more monstrous in the blue light of the hologram, the scars of the past etched deep into his digital avatar. "You’re late, little Alphas," Thorne’s voice rasped through the vault’s high-fidelity speakers. "The transition has already begun. You spent too much time playing at humanity, and now the humanity of the world is a liability. The era of 'integration' is over. The era of the Apex has arrived." ​"Where is she, Thorne? Where is she taking the strain?" Leo roared, firing his pulse-pistol at the projector. The beam passed harmlessly through the light, hitting the reinforced wall behind it with a dull thud.

beta dreko said to Alpha Apollo. "Then what is it, spit it out dreko." Alpha Apollo replied him. "It is about the trinity Alpha king, you could be surprised, he approached us in the borders, he penetrated the borders ans broke out rules, and to make it all worse, he killed one of our men and could not even be sorry about it" Beta dreko said to the Alpha. I could see all the signs on the Alpha face and knew that he was very angry and furious, he opened his eyes in rage and could not he could not control himself, immediately he caught me with his eyes behind beta dreko.

Javier led Xander to a jewelry store nearby. They entered, and Javier shot Xander a glance. “You know what rich alphas like to do? They buy all kinds of expensive sh*t for their girls like there’s no tomorrow! Since you insist on showing off how rich you are, then let’s play a fair game. Let’s see who can buy the most expensive jewelry! The one who doesn’t have enough money will f*ck off before he makes a huge fool of himself. Agreed?”

“…you’re simply the weakest alpha in the wild west. I mean—” “Hold your tongue!” I shouted. He shouldn't be speaking to my father like he was a common thief. I balled my fists and eyed the blue-eyed werewolf in front of me. I took a lungful of air, restraining myself from punching him right between the eyes. My father, the Alpha of the Talons, sat on his throne, saying nothing. He merely stared at me in anger, as did the other three members of his court.

She judged him to be no older than twenty-two; a young man fresh from the army hired to work in a position for a lycanthrope second-in-power to the Alpha. Her master. Her creator. The commander. He tipped his hat at the servants and clapped hands with the males, a guffaw of laughter ringing about his bright presence. He was the sun and they were all flowers listing towards him for warmth, comfort, thirsty for a sliver of that brightness. He’s coming. He’s coming. Still she had not moved from her position. Her palms felt warm and soft and damp against her face.

Alpha Bruce stated while slamming his fist down on the table in frustration. “How about we go over numbers? I’ll pass around a sheet if you could all write down how many warriors you have, as well as how big your territory is, and then we can figure out where to send extra resources,” Sophia suggested, handing a piece of paper to the alpha sitting on the other side of Emma. “Where’s your father, Alpha Drake? Shouldn’t he be here for this meeting?” Alpha John asked with a frown. “He’s at home. I’m here representing our pack,” she replied calmly, ignoring his obvious jab. Her self-control was impressing me.