Daemon X Alicent Novels & Stories

“The mating ceremony named me the alpha's mate, and because I'm an orphan with no family or worth, he rejected me. After hurting me in anger, he tried to kill me by throwing me off a cliff. How I'm here, alive, is a mystery to me, but I guess I'm asking for your help. I'm asking for a freaking miracle, because my life has always been anything but. “I bet surviving your rejection was a miracle. The sea is a cruel lover at the best of times, and last night was one of the worst storms seen in years,' he finally replies, leaning back, his voice less hostile than it was. “I can tell when someone is lying to me and you aren't, Mairin Perdita. My name is Alfa Henderson Fall, and I'm going to help y

I had expected to hear him beg me to stay for Milton, but he was suggesting quite the opposite of what I had in mind. “What if he doesn't?” I asked, genuinely scared that this might not work. Adam smiled, a warm reassurance beaming on his face. “Milton isn't stupid. He'll come to his senses. Right now, you need to focus on who you are, Daciana.” He stopped pacing around the pool for a moment and stared long and hard at me. “Frost Demon or not,” he began. “You're the Alpha's Daughter, Daciana. Don't ever forget who you are.”

Alpha Damon walked to the dungeon. The two prisoners got up and knelt before him in greeting. "Your....high..ness" They echoed in unison, their voices showed their nervousness. Alpha Damon stood at the entrance and looked at the two women. Alicia and Adele. He has a fleeting memory of Alicia back them in the captivity of Alexander. He has never known her to be wicked. Her actions were unexpected. Damon closed his eyes and his mind was filled with the image of Daisy lying down there all bandaged up and in pain.

“Thank you, Alpha. I might just take you up on that offer.” He chuckles. “Looking forward to that day. Rest well, My Luna.” Xael completely loses it when the call ends. I am surprised that he did not cut Alpha Damilion off. Seeing Xael go crazy is somewhat satisfying. “You have a special place in D-pack? You might just take him up on that offer? What are you trying to do, Xena?” he fires questions at me. I flash him an innocent smile and inspect my nails. “You found your mate. Alpha Damilion has lost his. An exchange would not be such a bad ide..”

Elder Neris lingered near the wall, grim and silent. Cassius looked up—and stalled. Amalia wasn’t the woman she had been. Her hair fell thick and dark down her back, no silver left. Her eyes burned obsidian-gray—the ridge color. Ancient. Dangerous. Alina growled softly. Cassius dropped his gaze and inclined his head. Lucian didn’t soften. “Debrief.” Amalia didn’t hesitate. “Dorian is close to first shift. It’s unstable. He’s broadcasting. Any witch within range will feel it. Any rogue will hunt it.”

Xavier: I sat looking at the man who had given me his daughter years ago for an alliance. His eyes meeting mine, studying my expression, wanting to play the game of cards. “I trust that you came here with something to tell me, Marcus.” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Alpha Xavier, I did not think that the two of us weren't on first name basis.” he said, his tone smooth but empty. “I appreciate you seeing me. I would’ve preferred my daughter greeted me first, but I understand she’s… preoccupied. It seems that she has been that way for a while now. I called her but she rarely ever answers.”

He had no words, only questions circling his mind. The steady beep of the monitor pulled every gaze to Damien. His eyes opened. "Alpha Damien!" Michael exclaimed, easing Eve back on her feet. Damien sat up slowly, his gaze sweeping the room before fixing on the figure on the floor. "Analica," he breathed, his voice low with concern. "What happened to her?" Collins stepped forward. "Alpha Damien Dakota, I am Archmage Collins Arkmis, a wizard. Analica exhausted herself undoing the spell she cast on you. She will recover in a day or two."

Viktor had been inside the conspiracy long enough to understand its architecture, its participants, its goals. “Daemon has already begun moving against you,” Aldric said flatly, and his voice had lost the tremor of uncertainty. Now it carried only the weight of tragic understanding. “He’s making offers to council members. He’s gathering evidence. And he’s doing it with the support of that princess from Montvale, who apparently possesses intelligence resources that rival anything the Church can access.” Marcus felt something in his carefully constructed facade begin to crack. But only a very small piece. Only enough to show uncertainty but not enough to show fear.

It was trying to draw power to heal, trying to pull data from the node, but the system returned a single, devastating error: [ACCESS_DENIED]. "Process terminated," Xander said, his voice as cold as the void. He didn't miss his window. He leaped into the air, his blade glowing with a fierce, concentrated Alpha light. He brought the sword down with the weight of an entire mountain behind it, burying the steel deep into the flickering black core at the center of the creature’s skeletal chest. The Daemon let out one final, distorted burst of static before it shattered into a thousand shards of harmless, non-conductive glass.

“Show her, Alpha. Show her where she belongs.” For one second, his hand slid free of hers. My breath caught. My heart leapt. He’ll choose me. He has to. But his words didn’t save me. They destroyed me. “I, Alpha Damien of Silverfang, reject you, Lena, as my mate.” Everyone gasps. My heart stopped. “No…” I stumbled back, shaking. “Damien, no. Please—” Selene’s laugh rang out again, bright and cruel. “It’s done. He doesn’t want you.”