Narnia Order Novels & Stories

My eyes cast downwards at those words. His finger goes under my chin and raises in so that I can looking him in the eyes. "We don't have to think about anything now. We have plenty for you to be sworn in as Luna of this pack. As for me, I don't have that much time. This also means that I can't go to school anymore." He says and my eyes almost pop out of there sockets.

Speculation on their logic creeps in. “The Order tracks and assists the reincarnated souls of the three Moon Goddesses.” Camilla’s comrade chimes in, the rough husky voice filling the room. “Selene,” he nods in Elle’s direction, “Hecate,” he nods at Nora, “and the lesser known Diana.”

“The Hunter’s Association?” For a minute there, Nelson looks confused and then his expression tightens, “You mean the legendary Hunters? They hunt our kind.” “They don’t,” Sarah says. “At least, not these ones. They are spreading word of the Order, trying to gather allies. From what I understand, the Order is trying to create its own army of Shifters, those it has managed to corrupt. They are using children to train them into subservient soldiers. They want to rule over us all, a select few at the top. Most of the vampires and necromancers are working with them.”

Gabriel asked, gone the playfulness. Royal Order is a secret Organization highly classified to everyone. It was composed of the Elders, highest ranking officials and choosen powerful warriors including them. This said, Organization build by the great, great grandfather of Nathan, an Order who's job illiminating criminals, illegalities, felonies and evildoer's.

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

It was their father who died this time. Niko was still there and when he realized his plan worked. He immediately detached with Ayale and rushed to close the door. Ayale was confused Niko did that. He even locked the door inside. He then, brought out his gun ordering the girls to sit in the bed. "Come on girls," he hushed. "Take of your masks," he ordered. Niko wanted them to reveal their beautiful faces and let him take a look at them. They immediately executed his orders but their eyes were fearful. Specially Ayale, the youngest was so traumatized, she did not imagine this young man to be this scary.

Not being with my daughter and Seth, I'm stuck in the meeting room as Kendall presents the details she had found on the Order's computer. First was the list of all the children taken or born within the Order, and next to the females marked off pregnant or infertile. Some are staying to be used as reproduction, and the other half of the girls are sold off to buyers. As for the boys, they get to choose either to stay or leave the Order, but from this list, there are no markings except for the word TURN next to the names. And it's only the males. What the hell is Eva doing?

“And now they want to do the same thing to you.” Serafina furrowed her brow. “Who?” Lucien raised his hand. The wall behind him suddenly lit up. Dozens of symbols appeared, symbols of the Eclipse Order, Shadow Fang, and others Serafina had never seen before. Lucien pointed to the last symbol. “The First Order.” Serafina looked at him. “Are they still alive?” “No.” Serafina furrowed her brow. “Then who are they?” Lucien smiled. “Their children.”

“Then let it be begun.” Cassian looked toward the broken throne and said, almost with contempt, “What name do we give this patient little ghost of an empire.” Seraphel answered without hesitation. “The Order of the Seraph.” No one smiled. No one objected. Beyond the chamber the world remained black and ruined and new. The wolves had inherited their age. The old blood had gone to ground. Somewhere, perhaps already, some last unseen thread of sacred lineage moved quietly through human flesh, unnoticed by all the world.

"Tell me you found something. I need one thing today that isn't about quarterly projections." Mara didn't smile. That told me before she said a word. "There was a network," she said finally. "Wolves working together across packs, including Crestwood, to suppress certain bloodlines. Old ones. Powerful ones." "A network with a name?" "A title, more than a name." She wrapped both hands around her own mug like she needed the anchor. "They call themselves the Order." The word landed strangely, a chill that had nothing to do with the kitchen's temperature. "The Order," I repeated, testing the shape of it. "That sounds like something out of one of Caelum's picture books. Not something that actually