Fable 4 Protagonist Novels & Stories

Feeling the comforting warmth emanating from his body, and all of a sudden, at that moment, she felt safe. “Your grandmother was keeping something from you,” Jack revealed gently, “Something so important she never wanted you to find out.” He stepped closer. “You’re not just any wolf, Jessica. You’re the chosen one, the prophecy has spoken of you. There’s something about you that isn’t normal, as normal as she-wolves get anyway. You’re strong, fierce, and you have yet to unlock your potential. I can sense it.”

Before he could finish, someone could be heard from outside, "We found someone!" Fane raised an eyebrow, stopping Marc from continuing as he stood up to head out of the cave. He saw an excited Frederick leading a group of people over. When the group entered the cave, the spacious cave suddenly felt a bit small. Frederick excitedly introduced everyone to Fane. The one in front was the strongest disciple from Frederick's clan. He was one of the four strongest third-grade world warriors that entered the slaughter game. His name was Agelt Wryn. Just from his attire alone, it was easy to tell that he was no ordinary person.

“Please don’t say she’s trying to make Adam the new Alpha?” Pen grinned wryly, “I think she is. I mean he’s harmless enough at least. Should be the end of the crime and drugs in the city at least. He doesn’t have the brains for crime.” “Mom might though, she could be a major kingpin,” Selene chipped in brightly and smiles lit the group. Troy and Jacob don’t look too hot, “how are you two, you healing up okay?” Jacob nodded and said gruffly, “I just want to get back, I need these ribs to heal up. My family aren’t thrilled with me as you can imagine.”

Barnaby stood beside me and placed his hand on my shoulder as he looked out at those in attendance. “It has been our honor to be a part of such a significant experience that tonight brings. For the very first time, our King will be a species other than vampire. We have seen by Queen Sadira’s last words and the Goddess Hecate, that he is worthy to rule aside our very own Queen Imeela. It is not just his position though because there is a wolf counterpart inside of him, so they will both take the oath.” Barnaby removed his hand from my shoulder.

Be strong baby, please? "The moment you speak up in the presscon, that's when we knew who you really are—pathetic bitch, a great schemer and a user!" Kelly interfered. I just looked away because I can't bear seeing Yasha crying. "Please... P-please talk Axis Ford Averion. Please talk to me, p-please... please look at me." I wanted to wipe her tears away but Kelly gripped my arm, giving me a warn in that gesture. "What do you want to hear from me? Should I be thankful? Should I be grateful?" Shit.

"What is it Four?" "Well... their is a disciple out here to challenge you. He won't go away. Three is getting ready to go and kill him. She hasn't though. Since your orders were for us not to engage them." Four had a body that looked full and able already. He actually looked like a boy of 12 years old. His hair was a dark brown and his complexion reminded Ren of a Brazilian man he once knew. "What do you want us to do?" "I will take care of it. Continue training. How is the reading coming along?" Ren was curious if the boy adapted to the info well enough.

“Tried selling secrets to humans. You want my trust? Kill him.” “What?” He tossed a sword at my feet. “If you’re not going against me, then choose.” I stared at the blade, my hands shaking.“I’m not a killer,” I shouted. “Then you’re unusable to me.” He turned. Tears blurred my vision. The prisoner was barely a boy probably nineteen. “I’I can’t.” Fabian didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. He was already walking away. Then came the bird. A burst of feathers. A hiss of magic. Jarpy.

“Anything else?” I nodded, then shook my head, gathering my courage. “Can I use some of the money to buy books?” Having lived another life, I knew I couldn’t rely on any man. Back in school, my grades had been excellent. If my mother hadn’t forced me to drop out for my brother’s sake, I would’ve taken the college entrance exams. Maybe that was why, in my previous life, I had been so drawn to Jackson. He was a college graduate. However, it turned out he was a fraud. His grades were terrible, and he had taken someone else’s place to get into college.

“What’s the real reason?” His smile faded slightly. “Reginald is still missing. Fourteen years old and taken by something that can mimic humans. Every day I don’t find him is another day he might be dead or worse.” He looked at me. “You’re the only person in Lenore who’s actually trying to change things instead of just surviving them. If helping you helps me find my nephew faster, that’s reason enough.” I studied him. Fabian was a vampyre from House Black, disgraced and cast into the Hunter system to die. He was dangerous, unpredictable, and operated by his own moral code that I barely understood.

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”