Chaos Familiar Novels & Stories

My father's features changed in a single second: shock, insecurity, and anger. “We'll sort all that out,” said the god of chaos. “Your mates will be fine; they just activated the chaos magic in their veins.” “How?” I asked in disbelief. “Chaos magic works on loyalty; by them being completely loyal to you and unmaking it at this time, they made the gifts you gave them stronger and able to manipulate the chaotic energy you share with them always. They will have the time to distract Nixa.” “Who is Nixa?” I asked incredulously.

Enhanced capability deployment that requires using everything chaos magic can provide while maintaining alliance trust and concealing reality alteration from observation by parties who might recognize theoretical inconsistencies. Xalara moved to the central command arrays without conscious decision, magic flowing through alliance networks with fluid precision that transformed emergency coordination into seamless tactical symphony. Not careful enhancement within theoretical limitations, but comprehensive reality modification that made alliance resistance possible despite overwhelming opposition. Everything I've become. Everything chaos magic can provide. Used without restraint because allianc

Chaos could recall that it had a powerful, almost overwhelming presence… Whatever it was, it was way above his own power level… Chaos gritted his teeth as he touched his chest, he felt strange. There was something within his mind bubbling, something strange… he didn't know why he felt such familiarity with this entity. Why did it contact him out of a sudden? Chaos was simply left even more intrigued, and even frustrated. However, he quickly calmed himself. Although on the outside, he seemed just as calm as always. He settled down his mind, and his bubbling emotions quickly faded away like ashes through the wind…

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

A low, rumbling voice echoed from the fractured sky: “You cannot hold me. I am the beginning… and the end.” And in that moment, Lila realized: the battle for Chaos College had only just begun.

Many tried to run but were suddenly crushed by a mental wall that began to cage everyone in. All sounds faded and an ache ran through Trix’s head. She felt herself being pulled in a direction which she did not know. Her vision blurred and the pain grew. She fell to her knees. It was as if her head was about to explode she felt as if she was going to die. ‘Stop fighting it,’ a voice echoed through the chaos. ‘It is who you are Trixiana.’ ‘Open your eyes, Trix.’ ‘Open your eyes!’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan.

His mates weren't able to stop him. "You....you are?" Allistair said his voice shaking. "Oh....I am you Allistair and what they once call Allixon." Chaos smirked. Allistair's eyes widen. "What?....no.... that's not...then the Moon...." "......Goddess is our enemy." Chaos cut him off. All were flabbergasted at what they have heard even the person's who entered the room because of the corrupted energy they felt and the chaos happening inside the room that they hear.

Behind security guards. Protected. Watched. Contained. I hated that the word protected had started sounding suspiciously similar to imprisoned. The car turned onto the road leading toward the Bramhall estate. I glanced down at my phone again. Another notification appeared. This one wasn't from social media. I frowned. There was no name attached to it. Just an unknown number. I opened it. For a second, I didn't understand what I was looking at. Then my stomach dropped. It was a photograph. My fingers went cold.

To all of my amazing readers, I want to send out my deepest gratitude for all of your support with not only “Fated to the Alpha’s – Chased by Chaos” but also the rest of the books within the Fated Universe. The beginning of “Fated Rejection – Fated Claim” had been a brief brush stroke that continued until something much bigger evolved. Each new character, each new journey, and each new struggle painted even more depth.

] [CHAOS I was activated, your brother wants you to check these coordinates and report back right away. [That’s a pain in the ass.] Viper complained, but he was a slave to his brother’s money, so he stopped on his track and sucked in his lollipop and opened the ZIP file his brother had sent; “This is fuck.” He muttered as he saw the coordinates of activation in Sol’s and his arena. [Kill whoever activated CHAOS I, that’s an order.]