Candor Faction Novels & Stories

"But tell me what you know first. We can apologize after." Something that was almost respect moved through his face. He sat down. "The faction," he said. "It formed eighteen months ago. Seven former council members and four current ones. They have been building a case against the hybrid amendment using manufactured incidents, the same strategy Kaelen used but considerably better resourced." He looked at Lyra directly. "They identified you as the most visible hybrid in supernatural society. Your mating to an Alpha, your council investigation, your mother's involvement in the amendment. You are the argument they intend to unmake."

(Minister of Resource Andrea) This time from the Domestic Factions, Andrea who is speaking solidifying my plans. As for Domestic Factions, there were 3 Minister in it, Andrea, Mina and Rafaela, in Aeternum Cabinets and universally Aeternum Government there is 3 large factions, The Military, Central Government and finally the Domestic Factions. I don’t know how these 3 factions were formed, but when I asked Elijah, it was just sort of happened. But what is the good thing about these 3 Factions is that though they were sometimes opposing one another, still they will agreed with many and most of things.

wondered Chaos, but the Curse didn't elaborate further. Then, he checked what was "Factions". Every being, be it living or unliving is born with a set Faction they belong to, which might be determined by their creator or parents Faction. Factions can be changed depending on the user's change of mind, the faction of their master, or other variabilities, however, they usually stay the same since birth or creation. Factions determine who is an enemy and who is an ally. Usually, those that belong to similar factions can trust each other… except Chaotic Factions.

I didn’t want to think about what would happen to them if we failed miserably. I stood outside of the little circle that Harlow had the guards stand in as she detailed what was going to happen and what their roles were. Her intensions were that they wouldn’t need to get their hands dirty since the Faction was already there waiting for the enemy. Percy raised his hand. Harlow looked at him. “Yes?” “What is a Faction?” He asked, still without making eye contact. “The Faction is an organization that I am a part of that takes down really bad guys. I have offered favors to my team, and in return, they are going to help us take out Roan and his posse.” She said as she looked at each member of the

“They would’ve paid that price eventually.” “That doesn’t make it fair.” “No,” he agrees quietly. “It makes it systemic.” We walk in silence after that. The city listens harder. CAIN By afternoon, the factions have names. Not official ones. Whispered ones. Stabilists. Contextualists. Quietists. People who want the city to hold. People who want it explained. People who want it silent again. None of them are harmless. “They’ll come to you next,” I say to Lyra as we pass a shuttered schoolhouse.

“Both Hermia and Amara operated for more than a decade now, yet none of them had reached a hundred percent. My Amara Faction continues to be on top with 95% yearly. After Father’s exit, our uncle struggles to keep Hermia above 80%. The Rhea Faction keeps on hitting 89% every year. Though this year, I wish to see an improvement to make up for the losses of the Hermia Faction. “That is why the establishment of the Marcille Faction must be held on a high pedestal. The Hermia Faction can be revived upon the guidance of a good President. Training Xander may be a good solution.” Yuri’s expression was growing serious. “However, the Marcille Faction’s foundations must be built properly. Else, it wil

“I am the alpha, the wound would heal for fucks sake. Stop acting like I am fragile.” “You are, Ciandra, there is no need to deny it. You went through things some wolves will never go through. To make it worse, you had to fight your warriors to take over your own home. It was wrong what they did and it is high time you rest, even for a minute.” Felicia said calmly, hoping Ciandra would agree. “You go to sleep.” “Ciandra…” “No. I need my father and I need him now.” Ciandra screamed. Alpha Ciandra left for the Shutter Haven with a group of rogues, arriving there, she wasn’t surprised when the wolves agreed to join hands with her in dealing with Alpha Alphonso.

Cael looked at her and held up a blade of grass. "Incredible," she said seriously. "Truly." I smiled, drank my coffee and told her about the documentation and the faction. She listened and when I finished she said, "So it is done?" "The faction part is done," I said. "Forin is a separate conversation." "Will he keep pushing?" she said. "Probably," I said. "But he has less to work with now, and Dara is on our side. Lord Thorne is watching, and Rendell is not as loyal to him as he assumed, so his position is weaker than he knows."

“We’ll find it.” Kael’s Shadowkin tense, a faction leader—Dren—breaking ranks, his void-blade sparking. “The citadel’s power is ours!” he snarls, half his kin joining him. Kael’s voice growls, “Stand down, Dren!” His void-blade hums, but his faction splinters, loyalty fracturing. Cassia’s fire surges, her shout fierce. “Kael, control your men, or we’re done!” The group readies—Maddox’s shadows coiling, Sylvara’s vines lashing, Renn’s relics flaring, Lysara, Zorath, and Valthor’s starlight blades flashing—but Dren’s rebels flee toward the citadel, their betrayal a wound.

Crimson Kingdom was famed for its assassins, the Crimson Knights and they loved their princess. Trix sighed and clenched her jaw. She turned to the party entrance where Tristan waited. She slipped on her mask and marched up the stairs with the sole thought of the safety of her friend. For Ella, she promised. Unaware of the eyes of the man who absolutely needed that egg to save the life of his daughter and would do anything to save her. “We need a plan,” Trix said as the entered the gold and red themed party. “This place is a fortress,” Tristan commented glancing at the double fairytale style staircase.