Real Alicorn Novels & Stories

The surface rippled like water before sharpening into an image. Luna. The Alpha Queen stood on her balcony, silver hair shimmering under the fading moonlight, her gaze fixed on the horizon. Kael stood beside her, their connection visible even through the glass—their bond, their passion. Morrakai sneered. "Love. Lust. Weakness."

“It was real.” I stumbled back, gripping the edge of the bed for support. No. No, this couldn’t be happening. I shook my head. “No. That’s not possible. Werewolves aren’t real. They’re myths. Fairytales.” Aliah’s expression was filled with something that looked almost like pity. “They’re real,” she said softly. “And Alaric is one of them.” I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling my heart hammering like a trapped animal.

The older man stands tall and commanding beside her. “What happened to my son?” the woman asks with a trembling voice. I swallow hard, my throat still tight. “I found him on the beach, severely injured with silver weapons in his neck and shoulder, plus a serious head wound. I did everything I could. He is stable now.” They both look at me with deep gratitude. “You saved the Alpha’s life,” the man says. “Thank you, Doctor.” Alpha? The word lands heavily. This is Jethro Northcutt — the reclusive, feared Alpha of the CreationMoon Pack. The one whispered about in hushed tones. He looks so young and heartbreakingly handsome lying there, nothing like the cruel figure in the rumors.

Those who wanted me dead were acting to protect me. Funny, wasn’t it? I saw a female from those mutts’ end walking toward me. “Hi, I’m Clover Ravenwood, Luna of Starlight Mystic Pack, mated to Riley Ravenwood, the Alpha King.” She said with a warm smile, extending her hand. Though she had a smile on her face, I could let my guard down. I had seen many wolves wearing sheep’s coats. “Gianna Vane, eldest daughter of Vane’s family, your soon-to-be daughter-in-law," I said, grabbing her hand.

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he assured, giving me that warm smile of his. If only my other siblings could say the same. I sighed. By the time we arrived at the Royal Palace of Meldonis, it was already nightfall. As I stepped out of the carriage, the moon bathed me in its radiant light. I turned to Valerian when I started noticing loads of stares focused on me. “Those must be moon gems,” Valerian commented, pointing to one of the gems on my gown. “They are rare gems that glow in the presence of moonlight. Now you look like a princess.”

It was drilling into light. Below it, the fabric of reality seemed to be tearing. A swirling vortex of raw Aether—the Frost-Vault—was churning, fighting against the intrusion. And standing on a platform overlooking the vortex was Alaric. He wasn't wearing his robes. He was naked from the waist up, his body painted in glowing Aether-runes. Cables were plugged into his spine, connecting him directly to the machine. He looked younger. The withered skin was smoothing out. His muscles were swelling with unnatural vitality.

Alicia Iminz, Alicia Alexander or Greyshon, the name she'd given herself the day of the final battle of Gatekeepers War. A war that she never wanted to be a part of even though she had visions of it year's before it happened. She was a piece in game of chess that could never be won, the weapon her mother and rest of the goddesses wanted but didn't truly understand or deserve. All she had always wanted was a normal life. It's why only she and her cousin knew what really happened at that final battle. If the Goddesses or Collective knew what she did God only knew what may happen. That piece of evidence would tear down the world she knew in many ways.

Alicia is willing to pay me a fortune to get a video of you like the last time. She sprung up in alarm and gaped at me in shock, unable to utter a word. "Stop! You're lying, aren't you?! Just tell me you're lying already!" I slowly pushed myself to my feet without breaking eyecontact. "You have got to believe me, Crystal. I'm saying the truth. Alicia wants me to seduce you into having sex with me, after which I already planted a secret video recorder and give it to her. She plans to use it to destroy you. "

No matter how nice these women were, she had a really bad feeling about where this was going. “I know that they’re not real.” “Actually, they are.” Another slow blink, her chest aching as her heart began to pound to a hard, jarring rhythm. “Excuse me?” “Razl and the others,” Torrance told her. “They’re Lycans, Tourmaline.”