Reign Sebastian Novels & Stories

It made my blood boil with the thought of him having her in any capacity, and Reign roared out in disgust. 'SHE WILL NEVER BE HIS!! SHE IS MINE! I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE ACCEPT HER. NOW SHE'S OUT LOOKING AT OTHET MALES!!' My head pounded with a headache. Ever since the small conversation I had with Sebastian a few hours ago, Reign has been on end. Flashback: a few hours ago... We both stood there and watched Kwen disappear from sight. I looked over at Sebastian, and he couldn't keep his eyes off her. A small growl left me.

He reiterated my exact words defensively. "Do you not realize the implication of that? You've been in mermaid waters before." The only sound now was from Philip. Then I choked. "What?" I was the most curious. I mean, I had to be. I had almost no idea about myself so every little thing I discovered made me feel better. The scales on my back was on the list of things Tiberius and I kept from the council. And trust me, there was more. "You've been in mermaid waters." She repeated. "At some point in your life, you lived or visited mermaid waters so your blood automatically qualifies as antidote since you have a touch of mermaid."

I looked at the photos, at the pearls around my neck that I had bought to celebrate my victory. "Sebastien didn't just lose," I whispered, the realization hitting me like a physical blow. "He just changed the game. He isn't trying to take Félix anymore. He's trying to take the one thing I thought was mine: my identity." Dominic reached for me, but I stepped back. The crown felt heavy. The throne felt cold. And as the sun hit the blue rock Félix had found in the garden, I realized that the execution hadn't even reached the final act.

He looked up at Sebastian, his voice cold. "I never imagined that the great General Sebastian—covered in glory—would have such a secret history. Conspiring with enemy rebels. Embezzling military supplies. Slaughtering the innocent. How much more have you hidden from me?" The King's fury shook the hall. Sebastian pressed his forehead to the floor, again and again. "Your Majesty, please calm yourself! I am guilty, but I never conspired with the enemy. "Deputy Commander Lena may not be one of our soldiers, but she fought for this kingdom. She earned her place with blood!"

If he hadn’t known better, he would think everything Sebastian was saying was spontaneous. Sebastian turned away from the throne and began to walk down the length of the room. This meant it was time to clap. As planned, Edward stood up and clapped loudly. Everyone else in the seating area followed suit which had also been rehearsed. Once Sebastian had walked out of the throne room, the ceremony was over. Edward breathed a sigh of relief once the cameras turned off. Everything had gone to plan. He hadn’t messed up his role and Sebastian was now the king of Albion.

Sebastian looked at him. “You are confident.” “I know,” Cane replied. Gunnar stepped closer.“So what is your answer?” he asked. The silence stretched. Sebastian looked at each of his sons one by one, and something dark passed through his eyes. “You think you are ready to rule?” he said. “Yes,” Gunnar replied. “You think you can handle obsidian veil?” he added. “We already are,” Caden said. Sebastian laughed again, but this time there was no humor in it.

Will he have her then? ********** The sound of his footsteps echoed through the hallway, walking majestically with no smile or frown on his face, no emotions, just plain nothingness. Simon Sebastian, popularly known as the dread lord. The only son of the Sebastian family, the most powerful and feared family in the country, and the only child of his late parents, Alfred and Sarah Sebastian, respected and feared by many people, he is known for his brutality toward his slaves. He is also the next king, Prince George's favourite person, and his trusted friend. No one dares to defy or disobey him, not only because they respect him, but they know the price they will pay for misbehaviour in his pre

Czar wanted to punch the smirk out of his face. "Then why are you blocking our part if you are not her servant or maybe you are her guard." he glared at Czar while he spoke. "Son of a bitch." czar pushed him hard but Sebastine did not bulge, it was as if he was rooted in the spot. This surprised Czar a lot, he drew back from him as he also felt some electrifying force erupt from Sebastian. "Who are you?" Czar managed to say. "My name is Sebastine, ruler of the seven oceans. King of Succumba and Incumba. The pr of Atlantica."

Snarling, upper lips lifted, showing growing canines, shifting from one foot to the other while claws grew, and some even let their beast’s eyes take over entirely. I took a trembling step back and swallowed hard, but Seb just chuckled, and I finally understood that he was crazy. Not only missing his social skills and the knowledge of how to talk to a female, but he was also missing some screws and brain cells too. We clearly did not see how the situation was developing right before us. “We are here to see Tew; I am King Sebastian Amon Agorghan the Third. We arrive in peace, only seeking to talk to your alpha.”

“I just want to move on and have a normal life.” “You are never going to have a normal life. We both have very complicated life. Besides, don’t you want to stay here with you younger sister.” “Fine, I’ll stay but I would also need time to get to know Uncle Arthur. He is after all my mother’s twin. How about you? What’s your plan? Sebastian seems to have doubts about keeping the crown.” He stated. “He’ll keep it. It was my fault that he is thinking of not keeping the crown so I’ll fix it and talk to him about it. As far as I can see he seems to be built to rule.” I stated. “Sebastian Alexander Carmichael is destined to be King.”