Hex Novel Novels & Stories

So many houses were burning and more people being killed as the Wyverns kept on releasing ball of hot fire. Dawson returned to our side. He was breathing heavily and so many bruises on his hand. "What have you come up with?" He asked, facing me. "You have to tell the soldiers to lead the people to the pack mansion. Everyone must be inside before I release the Hex." I said to him. "What is the Hex?" He asked with a look of confusion in his eyes. "It is magical force that stops the breath of every living creature for a few minutes to wreck havoc." Kaidon explained to him.

She then left the house riding a motorbike belonging to Johannes. With full speed, Helena raced the motorbike through the darkness of the street on the edge of this city. The streets of the outskirts of the city are very dark. The lights only come on at some points. Suddenly, just as she was about to enter the city, Helena was startled by a flash that flashed in front of her very quickly. Helena reflexively stepped on the brakes suddenly which threw her off the motorbike with a load bang. Several times she rolled on the road. "Damn vampire!" Helena cursed.

"Of course. It must be you, Luna Karenina. I can smell the scent of betrothal on you, even if only faintly. I haven't heard any news among the members of the pack or in the pack house itself, so I'm not sure if it's widely known." ****** Helga Shockingly, she was confused by the girl's lack of information. How could she not know that she was Alpha Xavier's future mate? Yes, she was a hybrid and half-human, but hadn't she fought to be at his side? Wasn't that why she had these injuries?

Original home of Sylvie. Hephaestia: Realm of magic and wonder. Dangerous to those who are unaware. Home of Xander. Unpredictable weather unless in the kingdom of Everaya, due to too many weather mages interfering with the natural balance. The next realm to be targeted by the Demon Lord. Known Kingdoms: Everaya: Home to Xander. An island nation at the center of all magical ability. Is predominately ruled by a monarchy who is advised by a council of the heads of guild.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't get to know you. I'm sorry you died alone. I'm sorry for everything." I reached into the chest and touched the bones. They were cold. But beneath the chill, I felt something else: paper. I pulled it out. A scroll, ancient and yellowed, sealed with wax that cracked at my touch. My hands trembled as I unrolled it. The script was archaic, predating my father, the Council, anything I had ever encountered. Yet, I could read it. "The blood of the First Wolf cannot be destroyed. It can only be passed. From parent to child. From generation to generation. But when two half-bloods unite—when the broken blood joins with the broken blood—the First Wolf is reborn."

Xavier pulled the cross out and crouched down, watching the blood of her torn hymen dribble out. Laughing, he leaned forward and ran his tongue between the lips of her pussy, lapping up the blood as if it were honey. Helena watched in revulsion, sickened by this monster's depravity but not surprised. He was the Antichrist; of course he would have a thirst for her virgin blood.

So I stayed quiet thinking of how terrible I had left things with Hectyr until Sage bowed out saying she needed to get ready for the party. “You’re worried.” Hexlis whispered and appeared taking a seat across from me. “I thought it was Dimitris’s job to distrust others. She’s your friend-” “I’m not distrusting.” I sighed, “It’s just she’s different. Hectyr’s acting strange-” “I wouldn’t say he’s acting strange.” Helix shrugged, “May I provide you with some advice?” I nodded.

It is either I face it now or run away to fight a greater one soon. ***** Prince Klaux came around to check on Helena and met her engrossed with the medical book she saw at the library the other day before she howled and fainted. Cautiously moving closer to take a deeper look, she was caught before she could hide it. “Is that something I should not see?” She coughed “Well, it’s something that should be hidden.” He chuckled, taking his seat from her. “What exactly is going on? Who are you looking for? How does he want to heal you and how sure are you that you will be free if he takes care of you?” he poured out the questions that pricked his chest all night.

The host chuckled, masking a hint of envy in her voice. "Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted.