Horus Heresy Novels Novels & Stories

It was a half-win. Now his eyes moved from his fellow council members with anger, they were yet again talking about being cursed. Maxwell could vividly recall them talking about being cursed because Damon had refused to mate with Alena, his rightfully chosen mate by the goddess. They all disgusted him and he wished he could tell them that. “A sorceress on our land is the greatest taint that we could have ever experienced. Black has seeped into our soil, leaving its sinister trail everywhere.” Another member said, causing Maxwell to nod his head.

The scenario turned awkward, and the tension built just watching it unfold. “Did I ask something wrong?” “No,” he answered. “I lead them like an alpha, but I'm not an alpha. In the early days when the curse began in families, some had crescent moons as their mark. The alphas get a full moon. That hasn't happened in over ten generations.” “But wolves still need a leader,” Orion chipped in. “That's why Mr Franklin, being the one with more experience, is doing that for us.” “Are we done lecturing the newbie so we can get back to business at hand?” Cameron spoke impatiently.

No, I can't let that happen, as desperation becomes me. Standing up furiously, knocking down the chair, I pull out my laptop, open up an encrypted browser, and log into Dark wolf hub. Entering banned archives, search terms fill the screen. Scent permanence, Alpha bond masking, pheromone stabilization. But buried in an old thread, I find what I need. A sect exiled years ago….priestess " The moon goddess. Specialist in pheromone concentration. And it's illegal. there's no time to check the regulations, perfect.

”the my bike is my one escape id to keep The End? Thank you, dear reader, for deciding to give this book a try and making it to the end, it has been an emotional journey for all. But do not fret, their story may be over for now, but this is not the last we have seen of Drake, Lilli, Rex, Tony, Jacob and yes even Lance. So be sure to keep an eye out for the next book in the series. Equivale Finding His Heart : Book 2 in the Chronicles of Zodia.

The world around him seemed blurred, rocking and undulating like the tides. Babi's odour filled his nostrils as the God leaned closer, sharing his bitter spittle in his anger. "One more failure...and Atum help you..." He hissed, nipping his lower lip to draw a bead of blood. "I want those corpses gone. You are good enough for that. Or good enough to feed them." Horus looped in the air, laughing in the heady call of a falcon. "Death is before me today: like the recovery of a sick man,

“I, for one, cannot wait for this year’s Trials. Some of the challenges I thought of all by myself. And I’m eager to watch it play out.” Rhys scanned the crowd, his grin widening as the air suddenly grew stiff. Toby couldn’t help but be impressed. The Gold heir had a knack for producing such a sinister vibe that emanated whenever he willed it. “From this point forward, I, the great Rhys Gold, and my associates Toby Irons, Arthur Leadquist, and Maddox McCopper will now be known as your Metallic Lords. Or Lord for shorts, we’ll give you that preference.

One rooted deep under the Tower of London—crown ley lines corrupted, ancient stones screaming silent as the heart-nest devours history itself. The sky is perpetual twilight—swarm canopy blotting the sun, air heavy with the stench of rot and ozone. We drop from orbit as one unstoppable force. The full Court reunited—battle-hardened, bonds blazing. Seras and Lucian from Shambhala and Tokyo—sunrise and dragonfire roaring hungry. Rowan and Kayo—grimoire and foxfire synced tighter than ever, chaos and order in lethal harmony. Remy at my side—coyote-gold board screaming, eyes wild with pack fury.

He changed the subject. I squinted my eyes but didn’t say anything. He plucked the book out of my hand and adjusted his glasses. It reminded me of Andrew. “Danger clung to him like smoke, yet there was something devastatingly irresistible about the man who hunted monsters for a living,” Alaric read aloud. “Jesus! Vaelora!” He lowered the book and looked at me over his glasses. “Did you write this for a school project or you’ve suddenly picked an interest in fantasy writing?”

“She always fed on devotion. But it’s more than that now. She’s becoming something else. The longer this city suffers, the stronger she gets. And if they offer you to her…” Caelan stiffened. “Then we lose.” “No,” he said. “Then the world burns.” The room was silent for a moment. Then I whispered, “We end her. No more running. No more hiding. I don’t care what she is. She’s not a goddess, she’s a parasite. And I’ll rip her out of the roots.” Orion grinned despite himself. “That’s my little Flame,” he said. “All right. So we sneak into a death temple, steal secrets from a possibly insane heretic, take on a cult of blood priests, and kill an immortal monster with a god complex.”

When I asked him why he helped me, he told me he saw potential in me and that we were similar, both wanted revenge, and refused to let those who harmed us be happy. Several days later, he took me home, where my father learned of my actions and banished me. Horus took me with him to his villa. There, he disclosed his plans for the Night Moon Pack Alpha. Apparently, Kennis had unjustifiably killed his mate, and Horus cursed him with dark spells. Horus was obsessed with Kennis, and the more he talked about the ancient lycan Alpha, the more intrigued I became. I wanted to meet him. So, when Horus said he had no way for him to keep an eye on Kennis, I volunteered to go into the pack as a spy. He