Reign Sebastian Novels & Stories

Her room is across them so he can see what she is doing. "Daemon, what's wrong?" The woman asked. Daemon pulled away from her and his eyes didn't leave Naera's body. Even though the dress is out of fashion, it didn't feel like it was out of place. "There is nothing wrong, it's just that..." Daemon looked at the woman he was with. "I think I need to do a rain check... Dom!" "Yes!" Dom went inside the room with a smile on his face. Dom is equally handsome but nothing like Daemon. He is the kind of handsome that is full of charms unlike Daemon is angelic-like but with fierceness. Daemon traced the woman's jawline with his index finger.

And yet— In my previous life, when I was condemned, it was Alexander who rode from the northern border without rest, driving his horses to collapse beneath him. He arrived too late. He knelt before my coffin for three days and three nights, refusing food, refusing sleep. “I failed you,” he had whispered hoarsely. “I should have stopped this marriage, even if it meant defying the crown. I should have saved you.” I blinked away the memory. Beside Alexander stood the second prince, composed and detached. His mother had once been the King’s acknowledged mistress, and though he was raised within the palace, he understood the limits of his claim. He neither fought nor schemed. The throne was never

It infuriated me just hearing her speak. “What’s your name, young man?” I asked. “Peter, Lord Sebastian,” he said in a meek whisper. Looking back at his three daughters, I could only imagine how much grief they would be in for being victims in whatever Amelia was playing, but if they felt threatened, as their king it would have been my duty to take care of them. They all betrayed me. They were active participants in the death of those rogues, and also in the death of the innocent helper.

"She needed to be reminded of her position —" "Her position," Sebastian said, "is above yours. She is my mate and the future queen of this kingdom. You are a former king who is here as a guest of my hospitality." He leaned forward. "You lost your title the day I was crowned. You are just Edgar now. I suggest you start acting like it." The hall was completely silent. Edgar Reynolds looked at his son for a long moment. Something moved across his face — surprise, maybe. Or the beginning of understanding that the boy he had raised into hardness had found something that made him harder in a completely different direction.

I reached across the table and took her hand. “They already destroyed you,” I said. “And you’re still here.” Her fingers trembled in mine. That night, Sebastian went public. I watched the press conference from the dim light of the apartment, Leo asleep in the next room. Cameras flashed as Sebastian stepped to the podium, his expression hard, controlled but burning underneath. “For years,” he said, “I trusted someone who claimed to act in my family’s best interest. I was wrong.” Gasps rippled through the room.

I ask with my hand tightly fistedand my class bearing into the leather of the chair that I know it will start to draw blood soon if it curls, but I have to do my best to make sure that my wolf, Timothy, doesn't come out. “What?!” They exclaim while Draven turns to me with a hard face, unlike the normal times when he would beg me and try to please me after seeing my anger, he looks like he is scolding me. “Please calm down, elders,” he turns to them again and continues softly, “that might be the case for now but we are recruiting the best and most renowned pack doctors to turn this situation around. So please give us some time while Sebastian recovers.” “So you are finally admitting that the

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

A stray tear escaping his eyes. I smirked evilly at him before I deepened the kiss with my new husband. Just you wait for the honeymoon Alessandro. You would want to gauge your eyes out then. I bet. I thought sadistically. Today Ambrosius and I got married. If you could not have already tell. It has been a year since the purge, and everything was going well. I reigned over my kingdom for a full year with nothing but success. There was unity and harmony all throughout and no one sought to challenge my leadership. Everyone was happy and I could not have asked for a better kingdom.

But no one could deny that the rogue had been punished for his crimes, and that the kingdom was now safe from his treachery. Sebastian's condition had taken a turn for the worse, leaving him weak and in need of rest. Determined to take care of him, Hailee assumed the role of caretaker, tending to his every need. She understood his desire to keep everyone at arm's length during his illness and respected his space, offering him solace and comfort in her presence.

Sebastian asked taking Xavier by surprise. “No, no, not at all,” Xavier lied. He knew that one day he would eventually have to present a case before Sebastian. He would eventually have to beg for his support and the support of his ‘Resistance’ to take his throne back from Jaime and so, he had to act tough. He had to be bold. He could see through Sebastian and he knew that he hated weakness. He would never support a weak king. “You should be afraid,” Sebastian said looking on. Two guys walked up to him at that moment. They stared Xavier down for some time before whispering something into Sebastian’s ears. He nodded and they curtsied quickly and left him alone.