Rhysand Novels & Stories

The sound was sharp, “I don't want to see you. I don't miss you. I am not your body.” He replied, his voice low and harsh, “Now go away.” If Sandra's display hadn't attracted attention, Rhysand's burst of emotions had, I could feel the stares, Curiosity, and judgment filled their gaze. This wasn't good.

He seemed to feel the same way as he tilted his head to the side, seeming genuinely confused by my question. "I genuinely thought I had introduced myself well but I guess I forgot. My bad, beautiful. I guess I was too distracted to remember my manners. My name is Rhys Junseok Hayden, Lord of the Northern Territory. I am the Alpha of the Royal Pack. My job is to protect the King of Werewolves." His smile was sincere, beautiful. A complete opposite of the turmoil within me. Is he really THE Lord of the Northern Territory, the land of the Nobles?...

“Let’s start with the packs in our state. Rysterbia is home to four major packs, including ours. The second largest is the White Rose pack. They’re located north of us, led by Alpha Marcus and his Luna, Elara. Marcus is a skilled diplomat, known for his ability to forge alliances and maintain peace. His pack is one of the most united and disciplined you’ll find, and they value loyalty above all else.” Charlotte nodded thoughtfully, thinking about the allies Azraiel frequently mentioned. But her thoughts quickly shifted as Theo’s finger moved to another area on the map. “The Blood Moon pack,” Theo continued, indicating a territory to the west. “They’re smaller but control vital waterways. The

Theo asked Yohan for this favour. His men were always trustworthy even whatever jobs he gave them. There were Yohan, Jin, Nicholas, James, Oswald and Noah. Seven men with troubled pasts come together to form a bond and always had each other’s backs throughout the time they were together. Even if Theo was involved in the Mafia, he never regarded them as simply his alliances, they were his closest friends and would do anything to fight back if anyone harmed them. They were an inseparable family. They all met each other through Theo anyway and they were all proven reliable in all aspects so it wasn’t possible that even one of them would out Theo just like that. If they would, they really had so

Hymir’s raven and crown emblem were from their deity, Fiachra. According to Hymirian folklore, Fiachra is a young warrior cloaked in black flexible armor that is always seen accompanied by her ravens, it is said that Fiachra with the help of her friend ravens won countless battles and brought glory to Ancient Hymir. The King of Hymir at that time fell in love with the woman in black flexible armor and courted her, however, Fiachra’s love for her country was stronger and when a final war broke out Fiachra chose to go in the frontlines and fight with all her might. But it was also a fateful battle where Fiachra sacrificed her life by closing the gates of the kingdom, tens of thousands of raven

****** Roman I was getting frustrated and Troy took over after Kyan broke my hind leg, but we didn't care, we saw red and went for the kill. He caught us mid-air, we didn't even see when he changed, only Aidan was ever able to do that in this kingdom. I looked at Ares, he smiled and I saw Aidan's face before it was Ares again. I lost focus as I felt my rib snap before flying over to the side, Xaio was on me in a second before I could register what was happening, and I felt his fangs in my neck and he was willing to kill me, his father. I was in disbelief but so proud of him for fighting like a true King and I submitted because I will kill him before tomorrow, that crown will stay on my head.

" I just chuckled as my stomach churned in the discomfort that overcame me. Yeah, Britta's right. But the thing is I've did it. And my sanity has gone somewhere. >>> “As a kid, Rhysand was a boy who could not stay still, and was always fussy.” That smiling voice sounded soft and sincere to my ears. I opened the photo album on the second page which showed a lot of little boys with black hair, and hazel eyes that were shining innocently. "He would always give anyone a headache when he wanted something." Mariana Miller continued from beside me. My laughter came out. Yeah, apparently since childhood his annoying behavior has been there.

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

Walking past them, Lily felt like she was standing next to two giants. She looked at them curiously. That curiosity, she did not understand what she was looking for in them. The man standing next to her saw this, took a long snort, then scowled at her. The eyes turn from white to red. "Roly ! That's my man." The prince's loud shout brought the gatekeeper to his senses. He shook his head once, his eyes returned to normal, his body also stood solemnly in an upright position. Elias turned to Lily and said:

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "