Cassian Rhysand Novels & Stories

My friend took a step towards us and I was sandwiched between the two siblings. “Anything that concerns Sarah is my business. She is my Sarah, my pack. Mine not yours.” Cassius snarled like a beast and gripped me around the waist and dragged me against his body. “Nothing here in this kingdom is yours, Ascelina, even Sarah. You better remember this because if there was a next time I won’t be so forgiving.” Ascelina growled. Honest to god growled and her eyes flashed brilliant blue, making me gasp. Because usually, they were green.

Xeros Romanov Governing werewolf packs and hunting rogues took a lot more time than one would expect. The Alphas didn't give me a hard time, but the rogues did. I had no strength to question the ones in the dungeon; all they did was froth at the mouth and snarl at me. I wasn't in the mood to kill anything out of anger. Anakin was exhausted with the paperwork, and so was I. Anakin almost clawed my eyes out in frustration at how many times I had spaced out, thinking of Cassie.

Cassian steps back to stand by me as one of the larger Swampland wolves shifts back to human form. I focus my eyes on his face as he stands there naked, addressing me. “I am Alpha Heir Rodenel of Swamplands. My father is Alpha King Trenor. What right do you have to intrude this far without permission?” “We had no way to ask until we found someone,” Cassian explains, more patiently than I expect. “Why do you have no border guards?”

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

His eyes were the deepest shade of green and they were staring right at me. I don't know how I haven't passed out yet. "Hello there, gorgeous. My name is Azza but Xander calls me Az." He smirked when Alexander shot him a glare. He seemed to have a thick accent and I couldn't tell where it was from. Probably hell. Unironically. He extended his hand for me to shake. "What are you?" I asked him while looking at his black wings with awe. Is he a fallen angel like Alexander? I shook his hand for some weird reason, probably the alcohol.

3 Sebastian’s home was located in the neighboring estate; it was a ten-minute drive. Sebastian waved at me when he saw him, he was so anxious that he had waited for me in front of his house. He was a tall guy about as tall as me with beautiful hair. His hair was thick and wavy blonde, sometimes I felt envious of his hair. Mine was just ebony brown and straight and long, like a rock type of person.

“Right, how can I worry when I have a doctor with me?“ Benna asked, a deep laughter escaping his lips, and then turning to me, he said, ''You know you came at the right time, Yezus. Casino consession will be in a month, and I really want you to be there beside me. I know you think that I am hurting you, but someday in the future, you'll see that all that I am doing is for your own good.“ My own good? I wanted to spill out that question. How was that for my own good? It was for his own good, for goodness sake! I was just there to show the world that he was an angel. Even though he got rid of my mother and uncle, who were werewolf enemies, he still felt sympathy toward me and took me in with t

Third Person Matteo observed the intense confrontation between Joric and Clay. He acknowledged the strength of both combatants, recognizing the potential for either to assume the role of the other's beta. Despite Clay's current beta status, Matteo sensed that he possessed the capability to ascend to the position of Alpha. In their human forms, despite Joric's seniority, Clay exhibited a formidable fighting prowess and a physique that matched Joric's. Well-trained and disciplined, Matteo wouldn't be surprised if Clay, the prospective beta, managed to surpass his future alpha.

“No” But before she could finish, the ground erupted beneath them. Magic lines flared, traps. Chains of flame shot up, wrapping around Seryna and Rhian. Nova raised her sword, slashing down black tendrils. From the smoke stepped a figure in gold and bone armor, Darion. Cassia’s breath caught. He hadn’t aged. Still smooth, still cruel, still perfect in his monstrous beauty. “You came,” he said, his voice smooth like honeyed ash. “I always keep promises,” Cassia replied.

Kian “Where is he?” “Basement boss,” Roscoe said, leading the way. I grabbed the metal bat when I walked through the door and looked at him. “Really? You fucking thought trying to kill while having a meeting with me was wise. Volkov?” I hit his legs with the bat; I could hear the crunching, but I couldn’t fucking care less. I was Kian Zane Arreas. Heir to the fucking Arreas Empire, and no one was going to fuck with me and what my family built.