Chaol Novels & Stories

I asked cautiously. "Disappeared somewhere. We captured this chalice during the battle three years ago." "Then what is the function of the other chalice?" I continued to dig for answers from Chaz. He looked surprised for a moment. "You're so curious, aren't you? "Chaz raised one eyebrow. "Of course we're curious. Why don't you ever know about those chalices? Even though we are also Hunters. Chaz took a deep breath. "The second chalice has a main carving in the shape of a woman. Anyone who drinks blood from that chalice will return to youth even if they are hundreds of years old. Then..."

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

It was your life force, your mental capacity and your ability to understand mankind. After Malachi received his mark, he stood next to Nino as each member blessed and accepted him as the new Head Alpha. It was a heady experience as ten Zetas placed numerous gifts in front of him and he now had to choose nine. Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil.

" Of course you are free from my control, I need to get something in other to Extinguish the Existence and We shall have our Revenge on the Creator...This time, The Host will be the defeated and slaughtered ones " " It's time to start the Chaos "

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

“Sorry about that. We were discussing… business.” Tattoo adds, “Not the illegal kind.” “Definitely not,” Golden Hair deadpans. I give them all a very skeptical look. Matteo throws his arm over the booth dramatically. “Allow me to formally introduce us. Since we are going to all be best friends very soon.” I groan. “Please don’t.” “This,” he says, pointing at himself, “is Matteo. Matteo Moretti, if you want to G****e me.” “I do not.”

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

“Seriously?! Wessie, baby, you thought we want that traitorous asshole back in our group?” “He would get us all killed or put away for life. He has had no loyalty to us or his twin sister, except for that one time he saved her life,” Ransom rumbles. “Did you honestly think we don’t see how toxic he is for us?” Jase questions. “He will never be part of C.H.A.O.S. You are Charlie. The C in the acronym stands for Chancler. That’s you. Only you. Your status with us was never in question. Without you, there would be no C.H.A.O.S..”

'Kael, my brave boy—stay back! Elian, suspended in the vision's ethereal grip, felt a jolt like lightning through his soul. Kael. The name anchored him, threads of recognition weaving through the horror. This trembling child, with his tousled raven hair and stormy gaze, was him—the alpha chained in the hideout, the man whose touch ignited Elian's world. The pieces shattered into place: the blindfold, the bloodlust, the chains. All born from this moment, this pact forged in desperation.