Reign Of Chaos Novels & Stories

Mia was treated like dirt by her own wolf pack from the day she was born. People called her a StillBlood because her wolf never woke up and she had no power at all. They mocked her, beat her, and treated her worse than a stray dog. Her only way out of that living hell was a forced marriage to a fallen alpha whose scars ran deeper than flesh. Alexander was once a man of legendary strength and a fierce warrior who led his pack with honor. Now he was just a shadow, crippled and cast aside by the very people he bled to protect. Alexander saw Mia as nothing more than another chain binding him down and another curse dumped on his broken life. However, fate had a cruel and strange sense of humor. T

“Whether you’re angry because you think Adrian is taking advantage of her…” She paused. “…or because he’s getting the chance you were too scared to take.” Theo didn’t answer. Because he already knew. And that was the worst part. He wasn’t afraid of Adrian. He was afraid he’d already waited too long. ~ A/N: chapters may be out of order, don’t worry! A fix is on the way :)

Before the wedding began, Rosien Valmont, the vampire prince, chained me to the blood altar. A dagger carved with a blood curse was pressed against my heart. "Give Bertha your blood one more time and I'll honor the blood pact. Otherwise the wedding is off." Rosien and I had loved each other for 200 years. He swore in front of the whole clan that he would make me his princess. Then, three years ago, everything changed when he brought Bertha Bell, a dying human, home. Whenever her illness flared, Rosien cut open my chest to draw my blood. On every full moon, pain ripped through my body as though my flesh were being torn apart. Bertha Bell lay pale in his arms. "Rosien, let it go! Katherine has

Traci cried out through another contraction. Raiden’s voice followed, low and reassuring as he encouraged her. Zayden was there too. I could hear both kings beside their mate, neither one willing to leave her side. That part didn’t surprise me. What did surprise me was Raiden. There was something different about his voice. For weeks, I had heard the effects of his curse through the device whenever I happened to be close enough to the palace to listen. His anger had been growing. His patience had been disappearing. There had been an edge to every conversation, a strain beneath his words that hadn’t belonged to the king I had studied from afar. But now? That edge was gone. Completely. He sound

she heard her father’s voice followed by her mother’s sobs. But she wasn’t done. She plunged out her claws, whispered a short sorry to herself, then split the skin where her mate mark sat on her neck, cutting the mark in half. At the same time, she chanted, “Let the mate bond be broken, let Draven and Cat be broken from each other forever. On the grounds on infidelity and betrayal.” Murmurs, screams, boos, curses everything filled the hall. It was so noisy, but she could clearly differentiate her mother’s cries and her father’s yells.

"Yeah, anyway, on the planet where I was raised, there was this particular legend, that when the universal empire of the originals fell and they were wiped from the cosmos, they had a secret plan to bring themselves back, they left these heirs among the lower races, granting them the power to command origins." "Okay," Nya nodded. So there were also legends about the Regis? "Well, there’s strong evidence that these 'heirs' actually exist, and that they possess capabilities beyond adepts and phantasms," Terror explained, “and a whole cabal of them control Hyperion from the shadows,” "Are you getting to anything resembling point soon?" Nya asked impatiently "Suppose you were a handsome, dashing

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

as the harsh words left her lips, gasps went through the air. A true royal was a person capable of ruling all 4 realms. To kill one, to think of killing one was treasonous. The punishment was eternity in the fold. "The Queen had many friends at court who warned her. The council decided that it would be best if they handled the general. They sent the Queen away to human village, where she blend in. It was strange how comfortable she felt there, more comfortable than in her own castle. The people were friendly despite their weird traditions. In fact it was at one she met him," she paused and a smile formed on her face.

“As I said earlier, the two heirs were the First Supreme and the Eternal Slayer. They were rivals, each seeking the downfall of the other. The First Supreme was eager to bring an end to the Chaotic Era. But the Eternal Slayer thrived in such an era. He didn’t want anything ruining his plans. It was normal that they wouldn’t see eye to eye.” Mane knew the history, but not the characters. The Chaotic Era was the period after the Great War of Order and Chaos. When the gods finally saw an opening to break free of the restraints put on them by the origin divine artefacts, they started a war. This war was later recorded in the annals of universal history as part of the Great War, but it led to the

“F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! What the f*ck happen to you Chaos!” “D-devren” Reagan Harris POV I just landed on an island, I’m here at the reception holding a picture of the f*cker, Chaos. Each member of Organization is already trying to find him, but d*mn it no one can be exactly fine where he is! We all know that this is not usually to happen to Chaos, he did really leave but not this long, we know that something is off. Even River and our families are already using all the resources that we have, but still we can’t find any mark of him.