Darius X Alador Novels & Stories

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

Darius said defeatedly. I felt bad for him. His life had shattered in the past few days. His Luna turned out to be a murderer, who killed his previous mate to become the queen. His beloved son Kael was still in disheveled state after Coco, under house arrest. His one daughter in law turned out to be a witch. Alaric was a Nightshades and he was clueless about that. I wasn't saying Darius was a good person or he never did nothing wrong but his karma got back to him in a really bad way. He was left alone at his old age.

" I followed him. The planning room had fewer people than the morning session. Zayden at the head as usual,Rowan against the far wall with his arms crossed and his amber eyes doing the constant territorial reading. Isolde seated at the table. Elara beside her. One wolf I had not seen before standing near the window. He was older,sixty, maybe more. Silver-haired with a build that suggested he had been enormous in his prime. He looked at me when I entered. "Nerissa," Darius said, closing the door. "This is Aldrich. He arrived with the second

“That just fine, Darius. I can still introduce myself now.” Darius face remained serious. He slowly looked at me. My brow furrowed even more. The hell is wrong with him? Why is he following me? I looked back at Ian when I heard him faked a cough. “I'm Christian, Darius' cousin,” he introduced himself. Oh, he's Darius' cousin. I remember now, we, Darius and I, used to play with him when we are still a child. If I’m not wrong, he and his family left the main city when he's ten.

I yelped, scrambling to hide my naked, cum-streaked body behind Dante's broad frame, grabbing the discarded slip to cover myself. My face burned as the attendant froze in the doorway, realizing what she just saw.

“ Dismissed.“ Darius said arrogantly. The werewolves shook their heads internally before leaving the yard, grumbling and muttering as they did so. Darius cursed. His mood had been f*cking ruined!! Now that he wasn't one hundred percent sure that Estelle was dead, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night. He got up and decided it was time to meet someone. After running and leaping over several buildings, he landed in front of a castle situated on the mountain top. It's spire almost grazed the clouds. He walked towards the gates in like he owned the place. The guards didn't stop Darius but opened up for him. Darius walked towards the throne room. On his way, he saw a beautiful maid running e

You're a friend of mine, I'm called Streak," he said cheerfully. I waved at the monitor and told him my name Zax and introduced Jordein. "Your Zax Derix, the Demirkan king, of course, your name is traveling through the galaxies. Not many kings become slaves of the reptilians," he chuckled and I rolled my eyes. "May a couple of my crew and myself board and partake in some of your bootlegged Sirius wine?" I glanced over at Jordein to gauge what he thought. He shrugged casually and I looked Streak in his red yellow eyes and said,"I will gladly share on the condition that you not take anything on this ship... or you will be destroyed," I said firmly and Jordein added the last bit with a threaten

His presence was commanding, his eyes sharp as they landed on me. “I’m Alpha Darius of the Emberclaw Pack,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly. “You’ve been making quite the rounds, haven’t you?” I nodded. “I’m here to prove myself, just as I have with the others. The alliances we form now will determine our future. We need to stand together against Damian.” Darius tilted his head, a flicker of intrigue in his gaze. “And why should I trust you? You could be just another rogue trying to manipulate us for your gain.”

Damien growled, his face contorted, and his canine protruded; his eyes flashed a dangerous reddish color. A pain-filled cry surrounded him, and his eyes narrowed as he glanced around to see everyone was on their knees. Except for Mark. No, he was using every of his strength to stop him from falling to his knees. Damien was freaking more than a hundred years old. He was an alpha, and he had commanded a response that everyone must obey. Mark believed the curse had intensified it as well. Damien frowned, his eyes shifted around the large gathering that had fallen to their knees.

"Nothing is going to happen -" "Darius," He said. "What? Who is -" I had barely completed my question when the huge man appeared beside me. "Who is this?" I asked. "His name is Darius," Joram said, placing a hand on the man's shoulder. "One of the most trusted warriors in the Lycan clan." He looked at Darius and said, "Dit is de vrouw van Aleksander. Ik wil dat je haar met je leven beschermt." "Ja meneer Joram," Darius nodded.