Owl House Emperor Belos Novels & Stories

King Aldric “The prophecy.” King Aldric Ainsworth was at the head of the table. He said it plainly. No shouting. Still, no one spoke after. “Your Majesty, we don’t actually know what it means” — Lord Caspian started. Aldric cut him off. “A power surge on a blood moon. From inside my palace. From a White Wolf.” His fingers pressed into the wood. “Strong enough to shake the empire.” Caspian swallowed. “She’s only eighteen. Your daughter. Your blood…”

Do-won said softly, almost conversationally, “do you practice dark arts? Occultism, perhaps?” Zane blinked. “Excuse me?” The words were ridiculous, but his heart jolted anyway. Dark arts? What is this, Mogwarts? Is he going to wave a wand and shout Mexpelliarmus at me? Zane mused. Do-won’s eyes didn’t budge. They only grew sharper with his lack of response. He moved slowly, deliberately, around Zane, gaze lingering on the scar that carved over his right eye. “I know almost everyone in this castle. Their histories, their families, their debts. They are clean. Predictable. But you—” he stopped, lips curling into suspicion, “you don’t belong here.”

They should not underestimate him. Hell, he had even defeated the famously vicious Wendell! He was no ordinary person. Although Bryson looked rough on the outside, he was not stupid. He had yet to figure out this kid's background and did not want to offend him rashly, so he toned down his hostility. "Then hop into my car." Elio nodded and said calmly, "Let's go." Bryson took him to the Highlander by Bryson, and the convoy drove away. The Emperor Bar in Southshire was one of Tiger's businesses. It had been open for about eight years now, and it still retained its outdated exterior from when it first opened.

Bellatrix's words of fury laced with nice amounts of insults shocked the crowd and riled the person it was directed to. "Oh, dear, you will regret ever saying those words to me, you filthy omega," the blonde female was of Upsilon descent. Her eyes glowed a pink color and her canines grew longer at the same time as her nails. Many became very interested in watching this fight... Or rather the impending doomed fate of this ugly and yet pompous Omega breeder before them.

It was so fast it defied description, but judging by its size—about as big as a cat—he could be certain it wasn't human. "Take a closer look at what's in front of each house," Ophelia said. Felix snapped out of his daze and scanned the entrances to the houses. Sure enough, a bowl was placed outside every door. What was in the bowls made him pause. It was a simple serving of steak, something one could find anywhere. "Ophelia, what's going on here?" Felix asked, confused. Ophelia chuckled. "This is the Skeletal Demon's purpose for coming here. He wanted to capture the Seekstorm Beast."

He would keep this dress for when his newest maid was away. As she turned to leave after hanging up the dress, he grabbed her arm and went closer to her so he could give her a warning. “I haven't forgotten your punishment, Omega.” He watched her pale and scurry away, and he let his smile take over his face and envelope his features. She was a very expressive toy. None of the other wolves he had been with were like her. He looked forward to making her face make even more of those expressions. When the slave had gone out of the room, he sat in there and grabbed the red dress off the hanger. It was faint, but he caught the scent of her - a vanilla mixed into the smell of pure woman.

"My mate abandoned me to answer your questions. But all I can say it's Wissy was right Mount Olympus is beautiful and I'm immortal now. I don't have to haunt my mate and if she has a second chance mate. I hate it for the bastard. Wissy is mine forever. Yes sir she's stuck with me now." "That was a short conversation." Ossian mumbles looking at Beauden walking into the hallway. Not to mention it was straight to the point." Carmine chuckles and picks his glass of whiskey up. Idris is in the nursery when Wisdom enters. He gives her a doll. "I've never seen this doll before. Why would you buy an ugly ass doll? If you or Beauden didn't buy this thing then it must have been Zeus. Why would he

I didn’t know, but I hoped the ruler of the oceans was different. "Her royal majesty Queen Deliana of the Aethirian Ocean, the Sea Witch Lavina, Princess Ariella and…" The merman looked at us, and Deliana stepped into the grand hall. "Allow me." She stated haughtily as we all entered behind her, my eyes falling upon the Emperor. He looked far younger than I had imagined he would be, with a muscular upper body and a big thick tail, which was in hues of shimmering greens and copper. His shoulder-length hair was a few shades darker than mine, with a beard.

Lily smiled, patting the boy's head lightly: "You're still young, don't think nonsense." Venn patted his head: “For the human world, I'm young, but the wolf world is different. I'm 18 years old already. Also considered mature.” "18 years old?" Lily stared at the boy who was just as tall as her shoulder. "Yes." Ven nodded. "I don't believe it. You're eighteen, so how old is Prince Elias?" Emily was dumbfounded. Did she fall in love with an old man? Venn put his hand on his chin thinking, "Probably only 100 years old."