Exile Novels & Stories

Aldric asked carefully. “Exile,” Xavier said. “Not imprisonment. He’s given us everything he has. There’s nothing more to be gained by keeping him, and nothing to be served by punishing him beyond what’s already been lost.” He paused. “He leaves Bloodmoon territory permanently. He’s given resources for sixty days, enough to establish himself elsewhere. After that, he’s on his own.” The Council considered this. “Some will say it’s too lenient,” Fenris said.

He said and my frown deepened. "I'm not just trying to protect you from Killian. You were captured as an exiled, don't you remember? They think you're still my slave." I lowered my gaze, a sigh escaping my lips. He was right. Despite the fact that I had a mate, I needed to hide my face from the world. No matter how much I tried to run away from everything that had happened to me, the truth didn't fade. I was an exiled omega, one who was supposed to be the slave of her own mate. How tragic. I felt sorry for myself and for Vincent who would probably have to spend the rest of his life protecting me.

“I’m the King’s lawyer.” “Nice to meet you all.” “You must be of importance for the King to pull you out of exile, that doesn’t happen, ever,” Marshall said. “The King and I have some shared interests,” I said. “So why have a tribe and not go back to your lair?” Lynette asked. “My tribe consists of dragonkin, wolves and vampires and I gave the lair to my second in command just before my exile,” I said. “That is most amazing,” Margaret said. “Why were you exiled?” Leona asked me.

Hiding in the Exile Realm could offer only temporary relief at best. “Who would have thought that the Exile Realm, once a place for exiled criminals, would become humanity's last sanctuary?” Adrian sighed, reflecting on the bleak future. It seemed the human race was doomed to perish in the same manner. Lexie, holding Adrian’s hand, stayed silent. After a moment, Adrian suggested, “Let’s go for a stroll.” “That sounds great!” Lexie responded eagerly. Having grown up in a faction and focused on her training, she rarely had the chance to go shopping or explore.

My eyes pricked with tears. I couldn't picture Xion as a big mafia boss. But I knew he had the backbone for it. He was always someone people didn't want to mess with. "But why did you leave for so long? Why did it take you so long Xi?" "Lola. Please- understand I was just trying to protect you. My life was in constant danger from the start. But I'm more powerful now. No one dares to mess with me or with what's mine. You are mine Lola! You're going to carry my babies and wear my ring on that pretty little hand from now on."

Firm. “Sophia,” he said, “you are officially stripped of your luna title.” I lowered my head, not in shame, but in acceptance. I had expected far worse. But Manny wasn’t finished. “The council recommends…” Lexi stepped forward. “Exile,” she said clearly. “Not death. She still has a path to redemption.” My breath caught. Manny hesitated, then nodded. “Exile.” The hall shifted. Murmurs rose. Judgment rippled through the air like a cold breeze.

Still, she held on. The Exile writhed in the flood. Its form splintered, shadows tearing away like flesh in a storm. The red embers of its eyes flickered, guttered, but still it fought. Tendrils whipped through the torrent, snaring wolves, dragging them into coils of darkness that tried desperately to rebuild themselves. Each wolf snapped and tore until they burst free, silver exploding from their jaws. “You will not cut me out!” the Exile roared. Its voice fractured, desperate, no longer commanding but pleading. “Without me, you are hollow. Without me, you are nothing but beasts!”

That made me furious and inferior. " Everyone, my decision is final! Since Edda won't confess, I'll give her the Law of Exile! I won't kill her but she will be cast out from the whole perimeter of the Southern Pack." I made an announcement and everyone started to clamor. " We must kill her, My Alpha! She will try to kill me!", Imore made her first voice since the marking day a few hours ago. She stepped forward while giving me her vulnerable side. She looks scared and rattled. As her Alpha, I want her to think that I am strong and a great ruler. An Alpha that no one dare to abide any rules I made for my packs.

She looked away, her defiance crumbling under the weight of my words. “You think Damien cared about you?” I continued. “You were just a tool to him, Elaine. And now, you have nothing. No pack. No allies. Nothing.” Her shoulders slumped, and for the first time, she looked truly broken. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper. I took a deep breath, the weight of my decision pressing down on me. “You’re exiled,” I said, my voice firm. “You will leave this pack and never return. You’ll have no ties to us, no place here. You’ll be on your own.”

When Dimitri is near the cell door my voice freezes them in their tracks. "I love you! Now and forever. If we do not win and this happens all over again in 300 years. Just know I will love you four even in my spirit form." I walk to the cell door, and I am the one to close it because my mates felt it was wrong if they were the ones to do so. Like they were imprisoning their own mate. I peeped through the window of my cell door at my broken mates as they walk down the hall and out of sight. I move my duffel bag off my cot and wrap into Hendrix's blanket. My mates' senses are still luring in the air. I slowly drift to sleep that was until I heard a loud boom in the distance that startles me aw