Kyron Horman Found 2021 Novels & Stories

She is a slave, she’s weak, I can’t take her I need a strong mate. “ you’re my mate” her small sweet voice sounded like music to my ears, at that moment it took everything in me to stop myself from taking her in my hands, Leon wanted to hold her but no I can’t do this. I stepped back a bit and before I could stop myself I said. “ I, Ivan Parker, Alpha of the crescent moon pack, reject you as my mate and Luna”

One of the pack members yelled from the crowd. “Then we prove them wrong. With Luna as our alpha, we will not only have a strong, capable leader but someone who makes us untouchable. She is who Brax chose to lead us.” Nick looked over at me and gave me a warm smile. “I bow to Alpha Luna,” he declared, taking a knee.

I lowered my head, but Kyron didn’t slow or acknowledge anything. He marched up the stairs like he was trying to outrun the fury burning in him. At the top of the landing, he finally stopped. He didn’t turn. He didn’t look back. He simply said, voice clipped and hauntingly calm: “Prepare yourself, Tyla.” My throat tightened. “For what?” I whispered. Kyron’s jaw flexed. “Your Luna ceremony is set for the next full moon.” He walked away. No explanation, no comfort and definitely no warning.

Roshan's POV; I successfully took over the throne from Luna Morgana and her fraud of a son, Damien was buried a dat after and Luna Morgana was nowhere to be found after that day, I sent my warriors to go look for her as we still had unfinished business but still they couldn't get a clue as to where she ran to.

His haughty eyes darting from one person to another. Drigo was the first to rise to his feet. He was wearing a plain white robe belted at the stomach. "Kyron has succeeded in overthrowing Nehoviah…just like I had predicted." Drigo began, then paused. His eyes flashed at Josiah, but he quickly withdrew it and then continued. "Kyron is coming for us next, although it is still uncertain." He added before taking his seat. Priest Tailbon tapped his finger on the long oak table before steadily rising to his feet.

His body had used everything all at once. A few minutes later, Creed again picked himself from the ground. His stamina and Chakra reserves were still drained out. His eyes were sullen from it and his stomach was growling too. Putting aside his hunger and exhaustion, Creed summoned the holographic console in front of him again. Some notifications were visible on the screen. [Congratulations!! Mr. Creed Gryffon. You have successfully broken the highest record made by contender Varun Bakshi of the Phoenix Clan.] “Who is this Varun Bakshi?” Creed pondered on the notification, “Wait!! He is from the Phoenix Clan!!”

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

"The one-week deadline... the traveling arrangements for Monday... you planned this before she even turned twenty-one." "I told you my decision was already made, Dad," I replied, my voice flat, cold, and entirely devoid of warmth. I didn't back down an inch, my broad shoulders squaring beneath my charcoal formal jacket. "The regional alliance you built on Susan’s lies is over. On Sunday morning, the Crescent Warriors belong to a new lineage. And Elara is my Luna."

Stryker spoke. I wanted to dig deeper into it all, but I knew that who my parents were, is the least of our problems right now. We didn’t have a large enough window to figure out what to do before Dimitri started killing off pack members. Turning to face Stryker, I already regretted what I was about to tell him, even though I hadn’t spoken a word of it yet. “Britney was killed, and we have less than seventy-two hours to return with Dirk or he will start killing more members every seventy-two hours.”

“What part of me doesn't look the same?” “Well, they say you are the wife?” “So loving my wife is a crime?” The reporter's hands went weak. They couldn't hold up the microphone anymore. “Ou— is the Alpha professing his love for Luna Mabel?” Kyran stared into the camera. “I am.” That was why the internet broke. The headlines topped the charts in just two hours. ‘Alpha Kyran professes his undying love for Luna Mabel.’