I Am The Messenger Novels & Stories

“Boss will be here to see you soon.” “Boss?” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Who is the boss? Please let me leave.” I pleaded, the desperation palpable in my eyes. The man sighed as he picked up the glass. “I don’t answer questions. I’m just a messenger. Boss will be here to see you soon.” He repeated the same message as before like he was programmed to give a certain response. As he turned around to leave, I tried to follow him but I couldn’t even get up. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn’t move my body.

Aurelian slowly pushed himself off the couch and rose to his full height. “I did what I had to do,” he growled. “No,” the messenger snapped, stepping closer. “You broke the sacred law. Every wolf must be bound. That is the rule.” Aurelian’s eyes snapped to him. “Then is your wolf bound?” The messenger’s lips curled into a sneer. “I am a messenger of The Lycan High Sanctum and of The Lycan Eternal Court,” he declared. “Why should my wolf be bound?” Aurelian took one step forward.

had broken slightly, but the cost of his life was written in the silver lines now pulsing beneath my own skin. I stood on the highest landing pad of the Spire, the wind whipping my hair across my face. I was alone, but I wasn't lonely. The Heir’s voice was a constant, icy vibration in the back of my mind, guiding my movements with a precision that made my own soul feel like a passenger.

Enoch said, and immediately the butler opened the door wider, and the Alpha’s messenger stepped into the room. From the badge placed at the heart region of the messenger, Jacob knew the messenger was a pack warrior. Why turn them into messengers? What was the use of the mind path then? Jacob shook his head. Using warriors as messengers. That was the height of it all. Maybe Mallory was right. Maybe, the Alpha needed to be killed. But first he needed to see Olivera. “What’s the message from the Alpha?” Mallory bit out, obviously hating to act as the man of the house in a situation like this.

It's the first time the messenger has texted me directly, with one line. Hello, infant. B. It's time you knew who has been sending these messages. For the first time all night, the messenger has contacted Nadia directly. And they are finally ready to reveal who they are.

When I opened them, I wasn’t in the archive anymore. The world around me was bathed in an ethereal glow. The air shimmered with a faint golden hue, and a figure emerged from the light. Their form was indistinct at first, but as they stepped closer, I could make out the features of a man tall and imposing, with a commanding presence that made my wolf stir with both respect and unease. “Who are you?” I demanded, my voice trembling slightly. “I am a messenger,” he replied, his voice deep and resonant. “You have sought answers, and the Moon Goddess has deemed you worthy of receiving them.”

I don’t know how, but I know that I am right. The man bows once again as the blinding light covering the entire area subsides. The sound of bells ringing from the castle and the exclamation of people fills my ears. “Your people await you, my Goddess.” “My people.” I repeat. He simply bows, although I want to know so much more. He raises his head, and we continue walking towards the castle. “Tell me your name.” “Alexander, your majesty.” He replies. “I am your Messenger.” “Alexander, tell me about this place.” I say not sure if it’s the right word to use.

Gabriel lifted his tablet, activating defensive runes. The figure chuckled. “Relax. If I wanted her dead, you’d already be mourning.” My chest tightened. “You know who I am,” the stranger continued, eyes fixed on me. “That’s why the mark responded.” “Who are you?” I asked, forcing my voice steady. They tilted their head. “A messenger.” Fenrir stepped in front of me instantly. “Leave.” The messenger smiled beneath the hood. “You can’t protect her from what’s coming, Prince.”

one of the messengers said. "Watch your tongue watch how you speak to my Alpha, you are just a messenger if you are telling the truth or if you're telling a lie, you are still a messenger, and you stay within your position don't push boundaries because you were sen a message which seems like a lie" Jack said.

The rider barely waited for it to stop. He jumped down, stumbled forward, then dropped onto one knee before Ronan. "Alpha." His voice came out rough, his chest rising and falling as he struggled for air. "I am a royal messenger from Thornridge." I lifted up my eyes immediately and covered my face with my scarf. Thornridge?, have they found where I am?, no, it can't be. The murmur from the crowd snapped me away from my thoughts.Ronan stepped forward. "What happened?" The messenger reached inside his cloak with shaking hands and pulled out a tightly sealed scroll.