Balerion The Dread Novels & Stories

Beneath the black armor layered with wolfsbane and dark silver, great power pulsed wildly. Algebar De Rigel. Orion's new leader. Stronger, more dangerous, and more ruthless than any enemy they had ever faced. He raised his hand, and the ground beneath their feet trembled. Waves of poison energy spread, making the air feel heavy and suffocating. "You think you can stop us?" His voice was deep, echoing throughout the terrain. "You, three half-human, half-beast creatures, dare to go against the will of the world?" Altair took a step forward, his teeth clenched tightly.

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.

I drew strength from his words. “Ahh, Look at that. That wasn’t so difficult was it Avalon? I expect you witnessed the whole show?” I could feel his eyes pocking my face, trying to elicit some sort of response. “Such a shame really. She was weak. Not a St Leger at all. Your bastard of a father ruined her. Tainting her with his filthy blood. Which resulted in a mongrel of a daughter who lays claim to the St Leger power.” He sneered at me. Deep in the pit of my stomach I could feel the tell tale signs of my power coming to life. The fire stirred within my blood, tingling below my sign and dancing through my blood. It felt comforting to know that it was back.

“Our boss defeated Vlad because of his lack of power. How could they use their Creed identity to oppress us? They are f*cking despicable!” “Let’s gather all of our brothers and draw our weapons! I don’t care if he’s a sh*tty Creed or not. Since the founding of Regal Palace, I have never been oppressed by anyone. Motherf*cker! They can send as many warriors as they want, but we will harvest their heads, and none of them will be able to go home.” “Shut the f*ck up!” White-eyed Ivory Dragon rolled his eyes. “Their leader is Renard. The forefather of the Balch family is a Demigod.”

"Tigreal, you traced me to the human world, How?" "Balmond, your reign of terror ends now," Tigreal said resolutely and unyieldingly amidst their intense battle. "My greatest strength is my determination." Meanwhile, Freya approached Balerick, her uncle and an enforcer of a horrible secret that had been haunting her for years. She riveted her gaze on his, her words brimming with wrath. "I know the truth about my parents, Balerick." You assassinated them." Balerick begged forgiveness, tears flowing down his cheeks. "Please, it wasn't on purpose."

’s circulating there. Most likely a creation of that rogue bastard in the far north. The tonics are taken one after the other, first the purple, then the red. Within a minute. Taken right, it makes a Lycan stronger. Far stronger.” “The Dread Alpha,” Samkiel muttered, voice low and flat. “Another toy from the unkillable ghost of the North. And it just waltzed into our court? From that bloated Lord?” Saeris hadn’t seen the red in action—but the tension in the room… even the air felt heavier. If this was worse than the one she’d already witnessed… Vaelen’s tone darkened. “That means the other lords must’ve heard of it too.” Then, to Yrene again: “How dangerous?” “Beyond the single tonic. Al

“And you, why did you come here instead of protecting your king?” “My duty remains here. It is to protect you, princess, the last of the royal family.” Falstad bowed his head, hiding his expression under this act. “I’ve seen how easily lord Dillan fell under that man’s spells, it was as easy as cutting butter. He had no chance to even respond, not even a second to utter a word.” “Lord Dillan the kingdom’s champion?” Falstad nodded. “So my princess, I assumed for the worst. And do you hear those shouts? They aren’t cheers, but the wails of men being culled at the moment.”

"One of them touched me, he grabbed my waist and held me against a tree, tore my clothing. Then Abaddon was there, he pulled him off of me and killed him, he killed them all." "Really? You killed six rogues, all alone." Alpha Eligor looks torn between pride and disbelief, clearly knowing the wolfsbane would still be in Abaddon's system and how difficult that would make fighting against anyone. Abaddon is still staring at me, so his dad calls his name and asks him if that is what happened. "Yeah." Is all Abaddon says and his father wrenches him to his feet. "You heard him, Abaddon fought off six adult rogues, single handed to protect the pack." He raises Abaddon's hand and everyone cheers his

Tyrion asked calmly. "What about the incident that happened during the Blood Moon mating ball?!" Hunter Bergeron snapped. Then another member of the council got up from his seat. His demeanor was cold, emphasized by his pale-white complexion, icy blue eyes, and short light-blond hair and beard. Tyrion told me about him as well; his name was Aldo Lefebre, and he was once known as the deadliest warrior in the entire werewolf kingdom. Once he stood up, everyone else turned silent.

I glanced over to my father, the Alpha of the Blazing Wolves, who was walking beside me further into the middle of the woods where wolves went for only one purpose – to train with fire. “Yes, you can, son. You’re a Bane, and tell me, what does that mean again?” He asked as his fierce jet black eyes pierced into mine. “To- to burn, father. Our name means to burn.” I told him nervously. He smiled. Barely. A curve of the lips was already considered a smile for Helios Bane, who was quite literally named after the Greek god of the sun. Though besides the warmth it gave, my father didn’t necessarily have any other resemblance with the sun.