Mythical Alicorn Novels & Stories

they were all waiting for what would happen next. I thought over my plan again. Two birds, to kill one stone. Break the scholarship brat in front of the nation, and watch Lucien burn with her. I sat in my study and stared at the Ravenscroft crest looming above me, watching as it mocked me with its lion and jewels. Black opal. Alexandrite. All of it was forged from Alicia’s bloodline, and none of it was from mine. I don’t give a damn about me and Lucien being blood-related; he might as well be only Alicia’s. I poured myself another glass of whiskey and picked up the phone.

A stunning half Lycan female with muscular arms left uncovered even in the chill of late autumn, golden sun kissed skin and long brunette hair kissed with golden streaks says as she enters the room. Her nose flares and her eyes turn from blue to black and then she lets out a guttural purr of ,”Mates!” “Alicia, I told you they were yours too and that we are all meant to be,” Alex says, pulling her into his arms and then claiming her lips. “Then daddy won’t make us reject one another? I was so scared we would have to hide our love and that Elijah and Amon were yours but not mine,” she cries as she nuzzles into her enormous brother’s embrace.

"To be fair, I didn't make the connection." "Arrogant, bloody bane of my life wolf," Cecil muttered. "But yes, you are correct. The funds they will get from selling you scales will mean war between the hunters and the Supernatural World. If that happens, the Mythics will be sent to protect the Queen of England." "What does they Mythics include?" I asked. "They include the likes of Unicorns, The Pegasus, The Griffin, The Pheonix and so on." Queen Merida answered.

Nothing changed, Lucinda fell for Arthur and Arthur is still Alpha of Aquarius Waters, or is it family related and it came from a pack that Accalia was taken from? I don't think all of this would be just her. And I don't believe the moon goddess would give her powers that could overwhelm her to the point of death. Someone was behind all of this, and I am going to find out so it makes sense. For all of us. I am going to get justice for Accalia. "Hello, earth to Quin," Dawn snaps her fingers, bringing me back to the conversation at hand. "Oh yes?" "I am asking, are you okay with all of this? The dead mate and the kid? Is the kid treating you well?"

It is then that Stella realizes, Clair - no, Warner - Alcina has never needed the Shadowed Beast to win a war for her, for this woman holds the power to raze down the mortal realm in the palm of her hand, all on her own. That she - surrounded by these primordial creatures of lore - does not need to be crowned Queen of the Red Throne, for she already wears a crown deadlier than any throne could hope to bestow; one inlaid with glittering obsidian, emerald, and ruby, forged in dragonfire and tempered with a magic more ancient than any living human could comprehend. "You may approach," Alcina murmurs, not even bothering to glance in her direction from where she's securing the last bit of her har

“Father… I am going to reject Alpha Ashton Kurt.” Silence answered her from the other end of the call. “Elena” my father said,“You abandoned the Silverfang Royal Pack for him. You relinquished your birthright as the only Lycan Princess of the oldest royal bloodline." “I did all of that once for my fated mate” My voice trembled before turning resolute. “But I am done sacrificing, I will no longer remain by his side.” “Good.Come back to the capital.” Five years. Five years of trying to thaw Alpha Ashton Kurt's frozen heart. Five years of being his devoted Luna and two days ago, the entire werewolf world watched my life shatter. The rogue dealers made me a spectacle. Bound in enchanted silver c

Her words carried a challenge that sent shockwaves through my mind. I glared at her in disbelief, struggling to process the impossibility of what she was suggesting. After all, she was merely a concubine—nothing more. But Alicia seemed to sense my inner turmoil, and she continued, her voice persuasive and steady. "I know I am a concubine, but you have the power to change that. You are the Alpha of this realm, and you make your own rules. Who says you cannot make a concubine Luna?"

Aleric started. He turned around and Thea finally stepped back, her smile never faltering as she fed on the anticipation of waiting to watch me die. Her hunger was insatiable, looking as though she was holding herself back from killing me herself. "Therefore, with the power held within me, I, Aleric Dumont, Alpha of the Winter Mist Pack, sentence you, Ariadne Chrysalis, former Luna of the Winter Mist Pack, to death."

But Alicia didn’t even flinch, testing my patience. She was standing in the center of a glowing rune circle, her golden hair whipped around her like wind. Ancient symbols burned in the air, floating and spinning around her. The smell of blood and sage hung in the air as her hands moved in a slow, deliberate arch. Her lips murmured in a language that I couldn’t recognize. Seeing her busy, I should have waited. But with every passing second, our mate-bond was fading. The fear of losing my mate made me disturb Alicia in the middle of the spell.

I stated, gesturing for him to move forward. Dominiko moved forward with caution. His eyes scanned the scenery in front of him. I knew there were warriors scattered through the trees and watching him. As he continued to move forward, his head snapped in the direction of movement. "Lycan!" Elara hissed. She was one of the covens top warriors, known for her potent hexes. She could tag a target without looking. It was a gift from the moon goddess for her great sacrifice. Gifts like that were only given to witches who made the consecrated vow.