Exile Hero Novels & Stories

Exodus yelled "And my daughter's been a dictator since her and Luther separated. Every law she made was against Dark Gods and all of you went for it. Memories be dam." Exodus said with a power in his voice that had everyone hold their breathe. It was completely quiet now. Exodus was known for his extreme power. That's how he was able to trick his way into power and create Mazaya. He never showed anger and when he did everyone shut up.

Moments later Sojwa slid behind a building with another quick dash, a split-second before plasma, missiles and bullets pounded the ground where she had been a second before. The Exodus came out of nowhere, crashing downward into the midst of the enemy team. Where the Xiezhi was grace, The Exodus was power. Laura laughed as she opened fire, trails of sparks crackling from the end of her shotgun, connecting with an unlucky Titan. The white mech spun drunkenly and collapsed, a gaping hole torn in its side.

Xavier (studying the marking): “Half-moon. Wolf spine. That’s the old Flameblood crest… before the Palace redrew it.” A soft shift in the rocks nearby. Snow falls. A figure steps out — cloaked in red and black, a curved blade across its back. Stranger (gruff): “State your name. And your fire.” Xavier (steady): “Xavier, of the Flameblood line. The Palace marked me a traitor. The fire knows better.” Stranger (after a beat): “…Follow me.” Among the Exiles A hidden village nestled in a rocky pass, warmed by volcanic vents. Wolves lounge on rooftops. Children run barefoot through steam trails. Ceres looks around in wonder as they pass by watchful exiles.

He flinches hard. “You were meant to save lives,” I say quietly. Sharply. “Instead, you destroyed one.” He drops to his knees. “I won’t kill you,” I continue. Hope flashes in his eyes. Brief. Cruel. “You and your bloodline are exiled.” The last bit of hope inside him dies instantly. “You will live as rogues..If you return…” I tilt my head slightly. “You will die.” His body trembles. “And your remains…” I add softly, “…will not be honored.”

"From this day onward, the Moonstone Wolf pack will now be known as the Lone Star Wolf pack once more, and our ties with Silas have ended for good!" When I left, I could hear whispers behind me about what just happened. "Freya really is exiling him from the pack..." "He used to be such a powerful Alpha. What will happen to him if he joins another pack? Will he turn around and attack us?" "But Freya has made her stand quite clear…" Greta could be heard sobbing as she said, "What should we do now, Silas?" As everyone continued talking about it, I turned to leave. I wanted to see what a Rogue exiled from the pack would do with a stupid and weak she-wolf by his side. Would he be able to rise aga

Then he walked on. That afternoon Elara told Sophia everything. She told her about the card, about the man, about the way her skin felt when he entered the room. Sophia listened, fingers tight around a cup. “We leave tonight,” Sophia repeated. “We go to the city. A flat. New name.” Elara nodded. She packed slow. She wrapped small things carefully. The child’s blanket, a tin of tea, a photo of a day when she was young and unclaimed. Every object felt like a vote she was casting for a future that might work.

She jutted her chin at me as her eyes flashed with a cunning glint. Then, she continued, "You really should leave, but as an Alpha mate who's about to be marked, you can't walk out just like that. That would be a direct challenge to Alpha Zev's authority and an act of betrayal against the pack! You have to go through… the exile ceremony if you want to leave!" A wave of cold swept through my body and froze the blood in my veins. The exile ceremony was a brutal punishment that would sever the pack bond and brand me as a traitor forever.

“Yeah” “That’s rather unfortunate, giving how much hatred I have in my heart for you. This is a huge mistake and I will die before I accept you as my mate with and Luna. Cassie, I Alpha Elijah, reject you as my mate and future Luna. I would never get involved with the daughter of my enemy , so you are free to go out there and find love and protection in some other man’s arms, because you will never find it in mind. Stay clear of my part if you want to stay alive.” “But… Alpha Elijah. You can’t do this” She cries.

His normally gentle demeanor had been replaced by something harder, more commanding—a glimpse of whoever he'd been before their exile. "Dad, he's hurt. I can help—" "I said step away." The Alpha command in his voice forced her to obey before she could think to resist. She scrambled backward, her healing light fading as the distance between her and Jake increased. Jake took one look at Prospero and his entire body went rigid with shock and recognition. "Holy shit," he breathed. "You're him. You're the Exile." Miranda's blood turned to ice. "The what?" "The Kingmaker. The Alpha who could command loyalty from any pack." Jake struggled to sit up, his healed shoulder apparently forgotten. "Prospe

by Miller Vane. ​"If you are standing in Sector 7, then the wolf has been silenced," the hologram said, its voice sounding hollow in the vast hall. "I always knew the Exiles would try to 'Reset' the Earth. The Resonance is a gift, but it is also a leash. To truly defeat the High-Alpha, you must be the 'Zero-Variable.' You must be the one thing they cannot code." ​"He knew," Leo growled. "He knew we’d lose our powers."