Brandon Sanderson Novels Novels & Stories

Windsor aka one of the Crown Boys). This author also has more stories under his belt including Taming The Wild Alpha, The Wolf Prince, Lone Wolf, Bound to the Demon King, and many others. Feel free to check those out, you might end up finding something you like and enjoy! Have a grand day and stay safe! Yours, A. R.

"I'm final. We Will land at alpha Rodrigo's pack. The boy of alpha Rooney has feelings for Jazzy when he found out that Jazzy and her family moved ... His son went berserk, ended up killing the pack Beta ... the boy finally has a mental illness ... . he's addicted to drugs since Jazzy's departure." "Brandon ?! No way .... I've never heard of that .... he's a good boy." Jazzy protested. She knows Brandon, Alpha Rooney's boy. They are best friends ... and often go to and from school together. There's no way a gentleman like Brandon could kill ... let alone take ... drugs. Jazzy couldn't believe it.

He tells me again, trusting her with Brice. I look at her for a second longer before walking away with Brandon. "What's going on, where are we?" I frown as I look around this place, before looking over at the bloody beta male walking on the other side of Brandon. Who are these wolves? And why is Brandon here? "I'll explain everything later, right now there are wounded men here who need your help." He tells me as we head into the forest. I follow Brandon and the beta male deep into the forest. I frown looking at all the bloody men standing around while others hold pressure on the wounded men's wounds to stop the bleeding.

Gloria’s POV From the edge of the collapsing forest, Gloria watched him break. Watched the dragon boy scream himself hoarse against a sky that had already decided its victor. And she smiled. Because she knew the truth. Sierra wasn’t gone. Not yet. She had been claimed. The air split once more, fire opening like a curtain, and Gloria sank to her knees as the figure emerged fully. Vorath Kane. Dragon King. Ruler of ruin. Father of shadows. His wings unfurled behind him, dripping darkness like rivers. His eyes, molten gold, burned holes into the night. The very ground shook under his presence.

Inheritance Beyond Bone: A Study of Blood Memory in the Sovereign Lines Codex Umbra: Forbidden Forms and the Repercussions of Shadowwork Veins of the Vale: Mapping the Ancestral Ether in Delta Bloodlines The Tyrant’s Mirror: How Empaths Unraveled the War of Seven Wills Of Flame and Stone: House Emberdark’s Fall and the Quiet Curse that Followed Declarations Made in Silence: Oaths Taken Beneath the Aureum Sky

I touched the inked line again, tracing the name beneath it. Another signature had appeared faintly below Mateo’s — as if bleeding through the page itself. Diego Varela. My cousin. My rival. My blood. The mirror flickered once as the candles died. And in the dark, I whispered the words that would start another war. “Family ends tonight.” Final Line: “They called it a family empire. But families are the first kingdoms to fall.”

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

SIDE STORY * * Torren doesn't make it to his horse, the warrior blocking his path is none other than the Beta who has betrayed him. “Where do you think you're going? You still owe me something!” The Beta's voice is colder than Torren's ever heard. Behind them, Haesir is taking out more of Torren's warriors, Torren watches with horror as Haesir’s axe takes a head clean off. The head rolls against the blood-painted snow.

The wind howled through the canyon, its voice a hollow whisper against the towering blackened archway. The symbols carved into the stone pulsed like dying embers, the deep red glow sinking into the rock as though the mountain itself bled in slow, agonizing drips. Rael forced himself to stand, his fingers tightening around the book as the last traces of the Hollowed One’s wail faded into silence. His heart pounded against his ribs, the burning sensation in his mind slowly ebbing, but the weight of the encounter remained, pressing against his chest like an unshakable omen.

She said, and Sebastian stared at her in a perplexed manner. “I don't understand...” He trailed off, taking a quick glance at Kyle and Jason. He noticed Jason didn't seem surprised by the news, and came to a conclusion that he already knew about it. “I'm a tribrid, Sebastian. So yes, I also have three mates. Jason, Kyle, and you... You three are my mates.”