Aphelios X Sett Novels & Stories

Seth gives an authoritative roar. He stares at me with his dominating presence. His shirt is half unbuttoned, revealing the glistening of his chest, enticed me for a touch. The light of the moon above him, makes him…beautiful. I gulp as Seth begins: "I, Seth Greymound, the current Alpha of the Greymound Pack, will make the human, Amala Gaines, as my mate and the Luna of the pack." They couldn't keep their dissatisfaction hidden after his declaration. So, I glance at the audience and smile—a professional one, which startles them before I kneel down with both knees as I slightly bend my back forward to meet Seth's before grabbing his hand, then planting a kiss on his ring finger.

“Seth…Seth has done terrible things, Lucas. Things that I never wanted you to be a part of.” “Like I don’t know, just look at this damned place.”, Lucas interrupted. “This is nothing, Lucas.”, Clovis shut him down. “Years ago, there were two packs. Seth used to be the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack.”, Lucas looked up, confused. “That’s right. Eloy Ahearn was the Alpha of the Moonlit pack, and the Alpha of Alphas. He was kind, and a good leader. I was proud to be his Gamma. Then one day, Seth and the Blood Moon pack attacked us. Seth was blinded with greed and had made a pact with the humans. The weapons these humans had were terrifying, Lucas. They killed or wounded almost everyone from the Bl

The realm as well as Marvaritte was casted into oblivion by Khloe who washed the realm of raging power. After Marvaritte came Seth who is from the Egyptian pantheon. Before diving deeper, let's take a dive in into the origin of this Character. Seth is popularly referred to as Set. Set /sɛt/ (Ancient Egyptian: Sutekh - stẖ or (Greek: Seth /sɛθ/) is a god of deserts, storms, disorder, violence, and foreigners in ancient Egyptian religion. In Ancient Greek, the god's name is given as Sēth (Σήθ). Set had a positive role where he accompanies Ra on his solar boat to repel Apep, the serpent of Chaos. Set had a vital role as a reconciled combatant. He was lord of the red (desert) land, where he was

I knew this had to be killing her inside. “Don’t let this small display of obedience fool you my friends, I can assure you that there is still a defiant fire still roaring deep inside,” Alexander knelt down beside Tel’annas and buried his nose in her hair. “Now for some fun. As part of the process we make sure to test out the goods, we certainly don’t want to give you sub par products. The lords of Salem pride ourselves on the quality of our merchandise.” The fucking asshole was talking as if she was nothing but an object to be tossed aside when you’d had enough. I watched as he gave control over to Blaze, who had begun to unbuckle his belt.

My wolf howls inside me, our shared grief merging into one mournful cry. But as I open my eyes again to Elijah's proud gaze, I know there is no turning back now. My place is here, my loyalty bound to the Silverfangs. I kneel before Elijah, bowing my head in submission. "You are now my Alpha, and I pledge myself wholly to the Silverfang Pack." A warmth enters Elijah's eyes as he places a hand on my shoulder. "And we welcome you as one of our own. Rise, Aria Santiago, and take your place among us."

Clearing his throat, he walked to the elders, who were pushed to the front by several wolf shifters, two of them being Alpha Seth and Princess Sadie. Alpha Seth stood in his half-shifted form. Standing at seven feet tall, he stood on his hind legs, his claws holding two elders while Sadie, the smallest wolf he had ever seen, nipped at the heals of three others. “These elders interrupted a mating bond between my parents, Ondi the Alpha dragon and Apollo Alpha of the griffins. I am the product of their almost-mating.”

He then finally raised his hands to stop me. "Don't come any further. This was a mistake. The moon goddess might have made a mistake" he said I stopped in my tracks,stunned at his words "What..... are you talking about?" I asked "I....I Seth King,future alpha of crove pack,reject you Jolene Fall as my mate and future Luna" he says. It was as if the ground has been pulled off my feet and someone has shoot me straight into my heart. I immediately fall on my knees, finding it difficult to breathe.

Seth had already seen their fury once before, and he knew the cost of challenging Argun’s rule. Charlene’s heart raced as Seth described the hounds: Ariel, the five-foot-tall lioness with angelic wings, who carried souls of the worthy to heaven; Armaros, the hound with black fur, who offered the choice of returning to earth or moving on to the heavenly plains; and Asbeel, the angel of destruction, whose ashen fur marked him as the bringer of judgment for the guilty. Seth took a deep breath, touching the mark on his chest, and called out for Argun. The air seemed to shift as a thick veil parted, and Argun’s presence filled the space. His hulking figure emerged from the mist, and his gaze fixe

“This isn’t about loyalty, Soren. It’s about what’s best for the pack. Something you seem to have forgotten.” Rys, one of the other Zetas raised a hand, attempting to diffuse the tension. He was an extremely handsome man- one that might have been passed as a model in his young days for even now he had this aura about him. He was perhaps in his fifties with salt and pepper hair, none haggard look, and no visibly hanging skin. “Perhaps we’re all speaking too passionately, girl.” And realizing his misuse of my title he quickly corrected himself. “Alpha, sorry, excuse me-”

They're staring at the sunset while they are their tarts, sitting beside each other and enjoying the scenery, enjoying each other's company, "I think this is the most beautiful thing one can ever see, the sun making way for the moon to shine." She sighs lovingly, but Xerxes laughs a little making him choke on his tart, "what is so funny Master?" She couldn't understand the strange puzzle he his behind a laugh, "Well, the sunset and moonrise is beautiful, but there is something more beautiful than that." His eyes dilated as he thought of something, more like someone, the one who held his heart,