Novel & Cerita Mythical Alicorn

Alice POV Sometimes your own fate plays a trick on you, gives you false hope, shows a beautiful illusion of a perfect picture called life. Promising future. Fairy tales become true and then...... Whoop! The spell broke and so is your heart. Exactly what happened to me. *** I, Alice Michaelson, the most powerful hybrid in the entire realm. Fucking queen of werewolves and Lycans’ realm, Entalia. But At this moment — I’m nothing. Nothing in front of him. Him- Devil. My personal devil from hell.

It was bad enough that she’s the only one of the royal children with a blessing that means anything. Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom. What a cruel joke. I’ve always suspected the gods have a twisted sense of humor. The other royal children all have their minor, worthless blessings. A trickle of magic here, a whisper of luck there, but nothing like Alicia’s gift. Her gift is potent, dangerous. And if she’s allied with Rocco, mate-tied to the fucking animal, it could elevate her to a position where she could threaten everything we’ve built. She’s a bastard, yet more royal than anyone else in this palace. And she’s alive, defiant, and fucking thriving.

I pass the axolytol pool, glowing in the moonlight with all the different colors of the animals sleeping in the pond. As I get deeper into the woods, I hear more shuffling sounds, startled animals bolting away from me. We have deer here, similar to humans, but our deer are more majestic. The leader of our herd is the Ceryneian Hind, the deer of the humans’ Greek mythology. She has antlers of gold and hooves of brass. Her coat is a dappled color and she is fast, faster than almost any animal in our forest, with the notable exception of Dominic, our resident Alpha werewolf and Lucero, the only Unicorn in existence. She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon.

The water stirred, then erupted into the air like fireworks. From the fountain rose three watery figures shapeless at first, except for the faint red glow where their eyes should be. “I have summoned you, great and mighty Sirens of the Deep,” Alicia said, bowing slightly, her lips curling into a smug smile. “Destroy her before she destroys me.” The water creatures stared at her in silence, then dissolved into liquid again shooting off toward the palace. But before Alicia could celebrate, a voice spoke from the shadows behind her.

The five alphas surrounded me on the ground. 'You have no way to escape now, Alectrona. All of your pets are dead. We got you this time, and we will end you for good!' Alaric spoke in all of his might. His fireballs were twirling on his palms. 'I am your mother's sister. You can't touch me, you bastards. Don't you know how you were conceived? Your goddess played a trick on her own head to create the images of men she wanted to have offspring with. That's how you were conceived, bastards. Your fathers were all parts of her imagination!' They had all the right to know.

The gift of the teal talisman. In a time long forgotten, in the mystical realm of Serathia, there existed a fabled necklace known as the Teal Talisman. Its origin lay shrouded in the annals of history, a tale woven in darkness and mystery. As the legend goes, the Teal Talisman was created by a powerful vampire sorceress named Sylara, whose enchantments were said to be unparalleled. The necklace was forged from rare gemstones imbued with ancient arcane spells, granting it wondrous magical powers beyond mortal comprehension.

“He’s the Lycan King.” “A lycan?” “The first one.” Something shifted inside the memory then. Respect. Concern. Maybe even fear. “He was born from an ancient bloodline touched by moon magic centuries ago,” the girl explained quietly. “Powerful enough that even immortals avoid provoking him.” The silver haired girl kept staring at him below. Then softly, “Does he have a mate?” The second girl’s expression changed slightly. “No.” “He’s alone?” “He’s mateless.” Something about that answer made sadness cross the silver haired girl’s face instantly.

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

Alaric let out a subtle chuckle, seeing Amethysta as a curious kitten. "They have always held a special place in mythology. They're often depicted as ancient and wise beings. Elves are portrayed as beings of great beauty, possessing extraordinary wisdom and magical abilities. And that's why I called you Miss Elf. If our pack had a unique being, that would be only you, Ami. No one possesses those purple eyes which you have as if it was something common here," he said, making her cheeks red. Other than her father, no one called her Ami. "I can call you Ami right... It's so long to call you Amethysta all the time." Alaric's words always surprised her. She slightly nodded, hiding her flushed fac