Fable: The Lost Chapters Novels & Stories

All I could see before my eyes was Alexia, the female delta head, hugging my mate snuggled in my blanket, in my bedroom. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. My wolf had become dormant the moment he rejected me but now the insult was unbearable. I shifted, painfully and ran away. With no destination in mind, nowhere to go and sadly no one would even realise my missing. Hera and Liam would come. Maybe. Trust was completely erased from my dictionary.

Hunter says looking over my shoulder. I look round at him and then back to the book as I feel my wolf dart from my mind slamming the door behind her. "Right here" I say as I look back down to the blank page in front of me. I gasp. The words, the drawing it was gone! I quickly flick through the book. Every page blank. Except I knew it wasnt! "I swear.... It was right here and there was a drawing of a wolf!" I rant. "I believe you" Hunter says reassuringly.

I created a spell on the ground, covering the whole battle athe rea and the lights coming from ground is draining their magic. The spell was slowly draining my magic too, ahh… I really hate this spell. “AHHHHHH!!!!!!” the sound mage used all her remaining magic to make a powerful attack, my spell vanished as I cover my ears from the excruciating pain in my ear. The noise was a nuisance. Everyone was covering their ears. But that attack did not last for long as the mage’s power went down the drainage. She was out of energy, her body couldn’t move. I flown towards her and brought her to the corner where a healing mage will take her, if I will let her body stay here, she won’t be able to move h

Her eyes travel further afield, to the heart of the forest, where a nimbus of brilliant silver blooms in the shadows. She smiles as the cold wind tugs on her hair, and she sends a tune out along the breeze, towards the silvery light. The oldest song she can remember. A lullaby. Soon, she’ll be free. She’ll destroy it. Music made magic, the chain unbroken for a thousand years. All the players are assembled. The hour is late. The first move is hers. Let the game begin. Author’s Note Hi! I’m Saskia Snow, the author of Fable. The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby.

The hall glittered with gold and glass, every detail screaming of status and power. Because tonight was not just my birthday— it was my engagement banquet with Caleb, the future Alpha. Yet the man who had promised me a “birthday gift”… never appeared. I stood at the edge of the hall, eyes locked on the doorway, waiting. Seven years of waiting. Seven years since my wolf had whispered the truth to me—that Caleb was my fated mate. I believed it. So much that I gave up everything. The three hundred million dollars my father left me—I poured it all into Caleb’s pack. Into his future. Into us.

I couldn’t just leave it there; I had to at least try to piece together the story. I turned my attention to The White Wolf and Her Alpha King. Despite the missing pages, the story was compelling. It told of a powerful white wolf and her journey to finding her destined mate, the Alpha King. Each torn page added an element of mystery, making me imagine the lost parts of the narrative. The fragments I could read were filled with intrigue, romance, and adventure, drawing me deeper into the world the author had created.

Another shape began to stir in the darkness. The air was thick, suffocating. Kael’s chain burned against his arm, alive with warning. Two reflections stood before them now, and a third clawed its way free. And the labyrinth whispered, almost tenderly, as though savoring their unraveling: One by one. Until none remain. ☠️ End of Chapter 22

It’s about 2,000 words when fully stretched with dialogue, inner thoughts, sensory detail, and expanded action beats—but I’ve given you the flow here in clean pacing without subheadings or AI filler. Do you want me to carry the next chapter (75: The Fall of Ferrero) directly from here—where Ferrero finally loses control of his empire and Elena sees her father bleed—or do you want me to slow down for an aftermath chapter, with Gabriel and Alessio pulling her out of the banquet chaos to tend to her trembling body before the big downfall?

The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

She saw battles fought in distant lands, intricate spells woven by powerful sorcerers, and moments of profound peace and harmony. As the visions subsided, Sable found herself standing on the edge of a grand library, its shelves filled with countless books and scrolls. The air was thick with the scent of parchment and knowledge. A figure cloaked in robes stood at the center of the library, beckoning her closer. Sable approached cautiously, her eyes searching the figure's face for any signs of deceit. But there was only kindness and wisdom etched upon their features. The figure extended a hand, offering S Sable a thick, leather-bound book. "This is the Book of Ancients," the figure said, their