Cod Headcanons Novels & Stories

he said. My eyes trained on Luca, I watched his eyebrows furrow with confusion. "After the Alpha died," my father continued, "the two men stepped up to be elected the new Alpha of their pack. But there could only be one. The Code of the Alpha dictated that an Alpha could only be chosen in the event of a dead Alpha with no descendant and that the choosing would be entirely based on who, between two challengers, could physically overpower the other." Where is he going with this? "So, the two friends were left with two choices: they could risk their own life and the life of a friend, or they could walk away... In the end, only one decided to walk away. The other killed him in his sleep, leaving

The whole campus would know I was some dirty secret pet of the captain. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. About how his voice had dropped when he said my, like I was already his. About how wet I was getting just from his almost-kiss. I was aching. Throbbing. The head of my cock was leaking steadily now, soaking the front of my boxers.

Every stroke was like a blade edge. *Beyond this door is the void. Within the void is a stone coffin. Any Alpha who opens this door shall have their pheromones devoured by the void.* Clause three thousand one hundred and twenty-nine of the Codex. Penned by Marcus's own hand. He had carved this line into the Codex. Carved it into the door lintel. Carved it into every line of his own brown fingertips.

I ended up being called Blackheart because I tend to exsanguinate my victims and watch them die and those who have met me describe me as cold and emotionless. Codenames have only been in use for roughly the last century so only three generations of my family have them. My mother is known as Aconite, due to her love of poisoning her victims, especially using aconite. My father is known by the codename Scythe since he loves his gun, and he carves a scythe into his bullets symbolising the grim reaper. Grandpa Titus has old-style flare, his is Akephaloi because he likes to decapitate people. Grandma Talyssa was a simple woman, she went with a gun, which I guess is where my dad got his weapon of

“He drank blood?” “He was biting people’s throats out, I don’t think drinking their blood while he was at it is an unrealistic leap, do you?” He asks pointedly. “That’s a good point, and now that you mention it, he’s starting to sound familiar, and I don’t mean because he’s named after an iconic fictional vampire. As for the first victim, I’m pretty sure he is an assassin who went by the Codename Castrati, so named because he was fond of emasculating his male victims and keeping the parts as a souvenir. Or at least I assume so since the appendages were never found." My words make Silas squirm and cross his legs, and I hide my amusement at his discomfort. “I hadn’t seen him at the last Tourna