Balerion Novels & Stories

Kaylon gently rubbed Bal’s hand. “Yeah, I think so too, Sir. Especially . . . The Luna is kind of tall. If she gained weight, she'd probably be a giant.” Bal could see the smile on Kaylon’s face when he looked at her. She was just walking with them while holding on to her mate's arm. She couldn't understand a bit. But she's still vibing with them. When finally came into the right place . . .

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

she said. He went very still. She held the register. "The founding agreement between the Vael bloodline and the human community," she said. "One of the twelve council members who signed it " "Was from my mother's line," he said. "Yes," she said. The reading room was completely quiet. She looked at him. "Caspian," she said. "Your mother was human." He held the page for a long moment. "Yes," he said. "And her family," she said. "Nine hundred years ago."

“I was greatly alarmed at what I had seen, so I ran to my mother’s hut to inquire on what was happening, but she refused to tell me the truth. After seeing those men in the palace, I knew my father was going to tell me the truth, so I waited eagerly as I sat beside him. Murai told them a summary of all his father had said. The name 'Banabella' rang in their ears. “Son,” his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and pray

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

“You don’t need to worry.” “I know that Dark Knight will really do that. But I also know that my rivals inside the gang will do some digging up on what happened to us. I don’t want to risk it.” Bacchus worriedly said. “And who’s this rival?” I ask him. “His name is Apollo.” He said. “Apollo, huh?” I said and casually messaged Miko to search about him. “Yes. Apollo. He’s the other right hand man of our boss, Hercules.” Bacchus explained.

He nodded at the priest who smiled back at him. Alpha James continued, “Earlier this week, I asked Bernard if I could have a few minutes tonight to make an announcement to the pack. Looking around and seeing how many have joined us, I can see that word travels fast! I am sure you’re all just as anxious as I am to celebrate the good news that I will be revealing tonight. It is with great pride that my mate, Luna Sienna, and I announce that our son, Blake, recently graduated with his business degree from the werewolf-led Grey Wolf University in Siberia. With this update comes even better news that he will be returning later this week and will spend the remainder of the summer preparing to beco

Ballar, the most dangerous druid to walk the earth and one who had tried to wage total war on Tír na nÓg and destroyed most of Greenland in the process. “Your apprentice? You were the one who trained that madman? If you are his master then why didn’t you destroy him? Or better yet, simply refuse to train him in the first place?” I demanded hotly. “Because of him and his beasts, my parents are dead, whole continents are barren from his fight and now there are deadly packs of werewolves worshipping him with blood sacrifices!”

“Even the Balch clan from Hathe City was hitting on the Cooter Armor, which surprised me a lot. At this critical juncture, a Creed would actually travel to the Southern Sea in search of the Cooter Armor. The Balch family is most likely to have their eyes on Helsby Mountain’s Dragon’s terrain as well. “Young Master Vlad from the Balch family is said to have reached the pinnacle of the Transformation Realm as well. It appears that the rumors are correct. “The Balch family was even willing to trade their heirloom, the Willbreaker, for the Cooter Armor, which explains that the Balch family has gone all out to create another Demigod. Tyr, your path could be extremely difficult in the future!” “I