Balerion The Dread Novels & Stories

BLAKE We had all expected to have some more time to get settled, go over strategy, and plan before shit hit the fan. But we should have all known better than to expect war to be predictable. While our warriors stayed at the neighboring Lune Nordique Pack, the alphas, including Alex, Tyce, and Alpha Antoine of the Lune Nordique Pack, with his mate Luna Marie, settled at the Bois Sombre Pack in their packhouse so we'd be able to get to the front lines as soon as the attack hit.

Dead Silent! BOOK 2 ON THE WAY!! (Vengeance on the cruel Alpha King ) -THE END-

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.

His fists rested against the edge of the stone table as crimson markers moved along the border lines like drops of blood. Beside him stood his general — a tall, lean warrior named Kaelith. Loyal to the flame, forged in dragonfire. “We’ve held off the northern covens for a decade,” Kaelith said grimly. “But this time, they’ve aligned with the vampires. We can’t push both forces back unless—” “Unless what?” Drakonios snapped. “Unless you return to the skies,” Kaelith said, voice low but steady. “Unless the Omni Draco rises again.”

“Then let’s make it quick. Where’s Voren’s fortress, Kael? What’s he planning with Lena?” Kael’s eyes dart to the blade, sweat mixing with blood on his skin. “You won’t kill me. The Conclave’s soft—always has been. Jorah’s weakness, Elara’s dreams… pathetic.” His words ignite something in me, a fury deeper than primal instinct. I seize the lunar snare, pouring my power into it, silver light flaring. The threads constrict, slicing deeper into Kael’s flesh, carving crimson lines across his chest, arms, thighs. He screams, the sound raw, animalistic, his aura flickering wildly. The blood oath’s brand pulses, shadow-realm energy leaking like smoke, and my new sight catches fragments—images of Vo

Thalia asked while turning face to me. “Sable said at the end of the book that he would go through the connection between Thaddeus and Draven in his next book.” I explained. “I have heard of Draven Darkmoon, it is said that he has never lost a battle. He is stronger than a hundred Alpha's combined, and he draws his strength from something called Death's Eclipse.” Thalia said with worry evident in her voice. “I truly hope that all Sable wrote was just to gain fame and that it wasn't true. If it ever turns out to be true I doubt that the SilverMoon Pack would escape his wrath.” She lamented.

Albian had arrived just in time to see the smoke, hear the cries of the people, and taste the Dragon Fear. He watched as the daylight was slowly blotted out by huge wings, balls of fire, and a dark fog. It was almost dark as night, though sunset was still a few hours off. As he stood atop that hill, he cried at the scene before him knowing any aid he might have offered would never be enough. “I've come too late...” He cried.

Reluctantly, James handed me the scroll. The second my fingers touched the ancient parchment… Pain exploded through my head violently. I gasped sharply. Visions slammed into me instantly. Blood-red skies. The moon burning crimson above the earth. Entire kingdoms collapsing into fire. Screaming. Death. Then— Me. Standing at the center of it all while ancient power tore through the ground beneath my feet. And behind me… Something enormous moved beneath fire and darkness. Vaelthryx. My hand released the scroll immediately. Dalton caught me before I hit the ground.n“Aluna!”

Fordin says. “He was a lying idiot who is now dead. So are two of the others,” Cedric says. “Which others?” the rider asks. “The girl and the other fire dragon hybrid.” “Galeus,” the rider says, looking at his dragon. “That leaves Banari still out there. He’s the one who was collecting the harem, just so you know. If you truly are worried about others, you’ll want to watch for missing human females.” “Good to know,” Cedric says.

Declan and Finn stopped walking and looked at Diane with slightly wide eyes. They were shocked, not because this was the first time Diane had spoken to them apart from panicking and asking them for help. But because of the words she just said. “What did you just say?” Finn walked closer while Diane started to look scared. She looked at Declan and Finn, then looked at the ground to avoid their gazes. Cylas took a step, calming his daughter, “Elderlake, sir. Our pack's name is Elderlake.”