Chaos Lord Alteon Novels & Stories

The Chaos Lord stated as they all saw what is really going on, Their auras changed entirely. " And who are you guys? " A voice asked and Master Grogo appeared before them in an infuriating manner but they didn't even seem to notice it one bit, They were just staring a Grogo trying to remember who he is. " And you must be Lord Doom right? The new and ugly memories that is buried in me recognizes your ugly face " The Alphas Lord voiced out and that caused the New Reality to slowly crack, Suddenly they sense a presence approaching them. Armageddon charged at them with full speed, He charged with his Black sword ready to strike when he suddenly stopped mid air, Armageddon screamed out pains as b

acting like he was brave. He stood up from his chair and pulled at his heavy leather jacket. "High Alpha Orion," he started, but his voice shook a little. "We came to talk about the rogue attacks on the borders. Not to watch you show off your fated mate like a prize."The room went so quiet that whoever was inside could clearly hear a pin drop. Orion didn’t even look up. He kept rubbing my thigh, keeping his face firm and calm, but I could feel his arm muscles tighten like he was planning to take on another herculean task. A dark, mean power began to rise in him, a sign of his royal Alpha strength and it was making every wolf in the whole hall feel too tight to breathe."Alpha Gary," Orion sa

I frowned at his condition as I asked-" What happened to you? Who did this?" He said while panting-" K-king Alan!!!!" A faint whisper lingered around the room as soon as they heard the name. King Alan, from the kingdom of Albion. Albion was one of the strongest kingdoms in WitchLands now. Alan was a fearless and merciless king. On the run to conquer the kingdoms. Known as the beast slayer. He was a Demi god-king on Earth. As he is half-god and half wizard. Son of Annabeth Case the brainchild and wizard William from WitchLand.

“The moon goddess?! Haven't goddess Paramethra and goddess Sol been enemies since the dawn of creation?” “Yes, they are, which is why the goddess of Earth took advantage of the situation and devoured the pack, as that is the White Moon pack with all pure white wolves members, but no one survived after the so-called purification of Paramethra. That's why they are called the ghost pack.” “But, given Alpha Chaste's wounds, do you think they returned? Or was goddess Sol able to save some of them? And now they're lurking in our territory, ready to harm our Alpha.”

They've been closed for too long. "Who was that young man?" I asked the priestess who was still chanting her words while rotating a bead in her hand slowly. I don't notice it was there before. "Alocaus." She replied. Alocaus. I've never heard of such strange name before. "Alocaus was a God, the God of neutrality. He was said to have the powers and qualities of the three clan. He could shift into a wolf, grow fangs like vampires, and cast spells like witches." The priestess said before she paused. She opened her eyes to look at me and they were pure white. It was shining so brightly that I had to use my hands to cover my eyes.

Smiling as he stood up, he took his giant sword with him as he took one step after another towards the hanging man. “Jenson Alroy, the top Transcendent powerhouse of the Alroy imperial family. You’ve served Dalton Alroy for years, right? He is one of the Four Emperors of the Celestial Empire, yet he can’t even protect his most powerful assistant. Don’t you think he’s rubbish?” the evil man taunted.

A sense of dread enveloped him as he locked eyes with the menacing figure, ready to strike fear into his heart. Summoning his courage, Altair stood tall, refusing to succumb to fear. "I am Altair of RiverBay, son of my fathers, the Lycgers, and my Birth Omega, the WereLion!" he declared, his voice unwavering despite his inner turmoil. "Who are you?" he demanded, taking a cautious step backward.

“Alain is here for her. And her only.” “Shit. No way!” “He always finds a way.” Giro clicked his tongue, quite stunned by this revelation. “Cal is evil. A loud evil. But Alain…he’s subtly the greater evil.” “Subtly, yes. That Alpha works secretly and silently in the shadows.” Ansel just finished his wine quietly as he and Giro watched the Healers perform a ritual dance—in their wolf forms—as a thank you to the Moon Goddess. He and Giro has no idea on how they fucking dance in their wolf forms. But it has been done. “The old traditions sometimes don’t make freaking sense!”

However, Lyker couldn't win because Aeon had been switching their souls all along, weakening Lyker in order to take over his body. Lyker fought for as long as he could but he was no match for Aeon. He was called Lykeon by the few, who knew the truth. A few who were aware of the tyranny of Aeon, who's wickedness caused the witches and mages to come together and seal him away after his maniac rampage when his wickedness pushed his love to kill herself. Aeon was a monster, who wanted the whole world so that he could destroy it. He was a beast made man, leaving chaos and pain in his trail. He fathered far more than 4 sons, but their mother was his mate and she paid the ultimate price.

Under her gaze, the newt hesitated a while, not daring to make a choice: to stay at the Cliff waiting for Nocté or to find out who killed Geras and the other newts. “The border is closed, the queen has cast a spell on the water,” this was the last significant reason keeping Chaos from escaping. If he leaves his post, leaves the north and it’s found out, he will be considered a traitor. With a noise, a wave gushed into his mouth and the newt heard the shout of the Ether.