House Anubis Season 1 Novels & Stories

"I would like to see this kingdom change, but I. not sure if this is the right way to do it." "Tell me something. Would you consider joining us if we do win this?" "You mean become a werewolf? It's true that I harbor no ill intentions towards wolves. But I don't know if I would want to become one." An explosion can be heard coming from within the city. "I should probably check that out. I hope that we can meet again." Anubis vanishes almost instantly as he takes a giant leap towards the city. It only takes him a few seconds to land, his feet hits the concrete road beneath him with enough force to crack it.

Now I knew he'd been bleeding me dry for Riley Anderson, his childhood sweetheart. "I want to refinance the house, too," he added. I stopped what I was doing, my hands frozen in the sink, and turned to stare straight at him. "You really want your four three-year-old sons to end up homeless?" This house wasn't much, just a small three-bedroom, but it was ours—the one we'd fought for, saved for, and sacrificed for. The mortgage wasn't even close to being paid off. His name was on the deed because when we first bought it, I had been out of town on business. He'd told me it would be easier that way, with him making the payments.

“But the bond is the oldest cage of all.” The room trembled. A new presence pressed down on everything—heavy, ancient, not Hollow King, not tracker, not Selah. The Moon. Even here, inside the bond, it arrived like gravity. A voice—not in my ears, but in my bones—spoke once, low and vast: ASHBOUND. The word shook the nursery walls. Selah’s smile faltered. The shadow inside Kieran went still. Kieran’s blue eyes widened in desperate hope. “Aria,” he whispered. “It’s you. It’s calling you.”

After hearing him out, Daniel and I decided to drive home overnight. Before we left, Great-Uncle Harold added that once the spirit-bound blood disappeared, she would suffer retaliation from the infant’s soul. As for what kind of retaliation, he didn’t say. By the time we reached home, it was already past midnight. Once inside, we turned on the lights and found the sculpture in the northwest corner of the living room. We used a power saw to cut it open. Sure enough, at the base of the sculpture was a transparent sealed vial.

Titus POV. Laying next to my sleeping mate, I hear movement coming from the crib. I can’t sleep. I have slept enough. Destinee rolls over and I smile at her. Pulling the quilt away, I stand up and walk towards the crib. Anubis sleeps next to the crib on the floor. This hellhound, as much as I didn’t like him at first, has grown on me. If it wasn’t for him, then Crystal would have got away. Anubis is Destinee’s and Dahlia’s protector, so I can deal with that. He just better not shit on my floor.

“It feels weird having this meeting in this house. I didn’t want anything to taint our sanctuary. Life of leadership, I guess.” Declan sighed, “Way to make me feel like shit.” “It wasn’t directed at you, or for you. I was simply stating facts. Let’s be for real we all knew eventually this would happen. We can’t live in our bubble forever.” Andrew walked into the living room with Anubis, Wepwawet, and Sylvia the pack seer. “Hello, everyone. We summoned Sylvia to see if we could get a few answers. I hope you’re ok with that.” Anubis stated as he walked in and took a seat on one of the recliners.

His eyes lock on hers, and he takes off running across the hall. “Zek!” She squeals, jumping out of her chair and running to him. By the time she makes it around the table, he is already to her, and she leaps into his arms. They hug each other tight, and I feel Anubis grow jealous. I know his intentions are pure, but with her being gone for so long and us having no contact I feel slightly protective.

She thought it would be her complete victory and soon, Country B would fall into her hand as she expected it to be. “Anubis, are you ready?” Anubis nodded his head. The man with the head of the jackal coated with black. It was stated to be the color that symbolized regeneration, life, the soil of the Nile River, and the discoloration of the corpse after preservation. “We will start any moment now.” “Understood.” “Get into the position.” Anubis ran toward his position. Busaba put on the hoodie over her head to shield herself from the heat of the sun.

he revealed. My eyebrow shot up immediately. “That’s bad news,” I remarked simply, and I fought the urge to lose my composure. “Well, at the very least, did you find the thing?” Anubis shook his head and his black, curly hair waved out around him. “No, Your Majesty,” he admitted. “But I managed to find something in the house. It was hidden deep within a drawer. I believe it’s something important.”

– Anubis was the first to ask entering his room behind him, when Osiris was the last to enter and lock the door. - I would love. – Hathori said, with a smile, each one of them went to kiss, lick and grope him.