Fanfiction North And South Novels & Stories

If you do, please drop a note in the comments. If you are new, this author can give you a brief explanation (spoilers-free) about AR Were World: Although the story takes place in Great Britain and you might see London being mentioned, the place itself is completely fictitious. The land is divided into 5 regions: the Center (for humans and everyone else, it’s a natural territory), the North (territory belonged to the Ethereal under Alpha Cromwell - werewolf billionaire pack), the South (territory belonged to the Erebus under Alpha Leonidas - werewolf mafia pack), the West (territory belonged to the Night Walkers under Alpha Damien Sinclair - ancient werewolf), and the East (territory belonged

“But I trust you. And I trust the fact that if the South tries to burn my home, I’m going to make sure they drown in the dark.” ​I looked at the Sky-Eye sitting on the salt altar. The mist inside was beginning to turn a violent, angry red. The South was coming, not with ships or soldiers, but with the very star that gave us life. ​“Winnie,” I said. ​“Yes?” ​“Tell Leo to start digging. Not for graves. For the deep roots. If we’re going to turn the North into a shield of ice, we’re going to need every ounce of salt we have left.”

** {Anika’s POV} I was confused about the choice I had to make— muddled by the options presented before me. The West and South were no-go-areas as both Divisions were creeping with Ferals— so I’ve heard. Hence, I had to choose between the North and the East to go find Ciril, whereby if I chose wrongly, I may never find her in time before the Reigns came crashing down. It had been a confusing choice to make but I had to make one. And now, I was standing on the soil born from the choice I had made— and hopefully it was the right choice.

George's children all took positions looking at their father with keen interest as he throws light on the story. Millennium of years ago, the world was divided into five regions, the Northern region, Southern region, Eastern region, the Western region, and the Central region. Each of these regions had a peculiar set of being that lived in them. The Southern region was occupied by vampires, the extra-ordinary beings who had long fang and feed on human bloods. "I think I know how the story began" everyone turned around and standing by the door way was a lady. "Excuse me but who are you?" George asked looking at her strangely. "I Know you don't know me but there is something urgent I need to sp

I could feel it now—a low, rhythmic thrumming in my blood, a terrifying hum of power wanting to crack through my skin and split the room wide open. If a single blue spark escaped my knuckles right now, Astrid wouldn't send me to the North. She would have the royal guards drag me straight to the subterranean asylum before sundown. Here in the South, magic was a taboo, a sickness to be locked away and forgotten in windowless tombs. But the North? The North was infinitely worse. My mind raced, cold sweat breaking out along the back of my neck as the stories of the northern territories flashed through my head.

"Don't get too comfortable. Silas is probably already at the door with a list of things that need fixing, and Rowan is going to want to know what we're doing about the southern border." Killian groaned, pulling the furs over our heads. "Let them wait. The North isn't going anywhere, and I’m not done holding my mate yet." I settled back into his arms, feeling the weight of the world, but this time, it didn't feel like a burden. It felt like a gift. We were the Blueclaws. We were the Blackwoods. And as the morning light filled the room, I knew that as long as we had each other, the North would never be cold again.

When Alton took his last deep breath, it concealed a visible smile on his lips as his eyes closed. The battle was halted. The three sisters, Fae of the North, then asked the South Leader to return the hostage to them. They also demanded the South give back the weapons and their human friend, Nathan. But the South turned a deaf ear to these demands. The Fae Warrior of the North responded to the South with even fiercer warrior intervention. The fight continued, and as the sun set, they could hear a sky of fire and battle cries on the distant horizon. The North's troops attempted to defend against the South's attack but were already faced with overwhelming odds. It inflicted heavy damage on bot

For just an instant, I thought I detected a shift in the hue, making it appear more vividly bright. That told me one thing—we were on the right track. I hit the gas harder, my heart racing. If the stone was correct, and everything in my gut told me it was, then it meant Arden wasn’t just wandering aimlessly. No, she was being held somewhere against her will. And if that place was nearby, there was only one area that made sense geographically. The South. The West boasted strong borders, largely untouched by natural calamities. The East was lined with inviting beaches and was the warmest of all the factions. The North, often called the “center” of Fenra, had abundant resources and was bustling

Unless I was now… politically interesting. And that made me dangerous. Not just to the staff. Not just to the maids I was ready to fire with sass. But to men like him. Because I had been reading. Oh yes. Ever since my rebirth, I’d been living in the library like a rat with trust issues and a highlighter. I knew now—this kingdom, the North, wasn’t just powerful. It was practically the beating heart of the continent. The North Kingdom: My accidental new home. Cold winters. Sunny summers. Six months of icicles, six months of wild crops.

“I just want to ask that you make sure he stays in the South for now. He must not show up in the North.” “And why is that?” Paenyrah asked. I could hear the sassiness in her voice that was just the mask over her actual feelings. “The North orchestrated this whole thing.” I said. “They must have used some sort of divination and enchantment to make it happen, but they want him in that state, and if he should come, they'll be getting what they want easily.” “What do you currently know?” Paenyrah asked. “Nothing.” I sighed. “Only that the North signed a pact with the demons thousands of years ago for technological advancements, strength and evolution.”