Rhaenyra Novels & Stories

I was done submitting. “Who the hell is that?” I hissed to Darius. Darius’s face was gray. “Alpha King Moros. Rules all Northern packs. Age: unknown. Last war: killed 3 Alphas in one night. Reason: someone looked at him wrong.” Great. Kieran stepped in front of me. In front of Rylan. One hand pressed to the bullet wound in his side, blood seeping between his fingers. The other hand out, claws extended. “Show yourself!” he roared.

Alpha Axel nodded in approval before I could try protesting, immediately the door flung open revealing Davina as she walked in trailing behind Hailey and Hilary. “Great, just in time,” Alpha Axel smiled. “ Davina take care of Rachel, I will send some guards immediately.” He said, smiling at me as I forced a brief smile. “ Let's go” he left as the rest trailed behind. I stared at Arya with a hostile glare as she walked away, pausing at the door she turned to me with a smirk on her face as she gave me a cold glare before shutting the door. Fear crept up my spine as memories of Athena's face smirking, having an exact resemblance to Arya. She was Athena.

It was so bad that we started avoiding our own home at a point. If I believed in diviners, I would have sent her to one. Ameera would tear the pillows, slash the pictures with a knife and generally destroy anything that came her way. This has happened since the day Arya died. Two months after Arya's death, it became obvious that Ameera wasn't going to stop anytime soon. We started locking her in the attic every Tuesday before she woke up. We would put her breakfast, lunch and even dinner in there and only bring her out on Wednesday morning. Sometimes it felt like there was a spell cast on her whenever she woke up on a Tuesday morning.

He really loves me, or he only loves the memory of what I represent, but I refuse to be one more, and I deserve to be valued for who I am; I was not born for him; I am the daughter of an alpha and a princess by lineage, he is the one who has to prove to me that he is worthy of me and until he does I will not be his or anyone else's. I am Hannia Winter, princess of Vellentys, daughter of Alpha Hansen, and Luna Alania, princess of Zanaerys. I am not a simple wolf or witch waiting for his mate; I will not give myself to him; for me, he will have to fight as he has never done before. Chapter 1 FLASHBACK 5 YEARS AGO I still remember it as if it were yesterday, I was sitting in the garden, and lit

Cynthia said to me looking frightened. "He." who is he? I wanted to ask her. She noticed the confused look on my face. "The demon king is keeping Riana captive in his cave found in the blood forest. I will try to keep him busy so you better rescue Riana quickly." Cynthia said to me then disappeared. I first had my doubts thinking why I should believe her as my mother could just have sent her here to make me turn on my humanity. But then again why she was able to do magic like a real witch, wasn't she a werewolf?

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

“Today, Ithea has suffered a great loss. We've lost one of the best champions the kingdom has ever had. Rhaizen Gale's untimely death has caught us all off guard. We will honor him for his valor in combating the fearsome Trerth and defending the kingdom. I am eternally grateful for his service and unwavering love for this kingdom. But we must press on; the nation needs a new champion to defend us, and we have several exciting new candidates in the running.

Chris asks while he releases her hands. "Who is Raphael?" Ana asks referring to the girls. "Raphael isn't home," Alexandra says almost immediately, Karis glances at her. "But I called, he said he's home. I called him a few minutes ago!" Chris argues. "And I just told you he isn't in!" Alexandra retorts sounding rude. "Please, ignore her childish approach, someone will go check if he is in!" Ana says almost immediately. Not missing an eye roll from Alexandra. "I will be waiting!" Krys responds. Meanwhile, Ana turns to Karis direction. She is about to say something. But is beat to it.

Ghaeron had returned. But he was not alone. Nayara was with him. Her diamond scales flashed and glittered in the orange sunset glow, making her seem a creature made of flame. Ghaeron was a powerful shadow beside her. They swept past where Randey stood, flying in low toward the battle. Nayara flamed first, her blazing breath scorching the Goblins on the edge of the group. The Dragons’ keen eyesight had spotted Sir Braedon among them, and as they continued their assault they were careful to avoid engulfing him in the deadly fire.

“Aurora, since you’re such a sweet kid, I give you the gift of irresistible beauty. Men will go to war for you… this world will be turned upside down by your beauty. You will give your mate hell too.” I growl. “What kind of gift is that?” Although I don’t mind the last one. No one is claiming my baby girl. Prince Ezran chuckles. “I was just pulling your leg. I can only cast such a spell if there’s a moon but it’s very dark outside… I'll give her a name as a gift. Her middle name will be Taneisha. A name fit for a future Queen.” A sigh of relief escapes me. I don’t like the idea of men fighting for my daughter. She shall live with us forever. I'm glad his gift is a name, not the nonsense he w