Ron Weasly Novels & Stories

Still she said nothing. It was only when Jade told her about Orion and how he almost killed Kalista that she gasped and rose to her feet in haste. "Did you say Orion?" she whispered. Jade stared at her, perplexed by the sudden change in her behavior. However, he answered her. "Yes, his name is Orion. He is an alpha of a group of werewolves and the strangest thing is, he has the same identical..." "...identical silver hair of yours," Salem finished.

Orion screamed running towards Hayden again but Hayden pulled him throwing him to the other side of the room. "Argh," He groaned hitting his back on a shelf, the books and other treasure fell heavily on him as he yelled out struggling to get them off him. We all stood watching him as he got back on his feet almost immediately. He rushed over to Hayden sharply wanting to stab him with his dagger but Hayden dodged it wanting to kick him. Orion noticed that and stepped back in a quick pace. "You're no match for me," Hayden said. "Let's see how long you will keep saying that," Orion said. He rushed to Hayden again and kicked him but he was really quick to dip the silver dagger in Hayden's arm.

He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon. Just like Roman, Sora is small. Even compared to other Omega dragons. The Omega stretches his wings out, something he hasn't been able to do since he was young. His neck stretched as his head raised toward the sky. The Omega took in a deep breath, and a breath of smoke left his mouth when he roared.

Snail was trying to make a very slow escape. I smiled as Lily slipped and as she stood, her face was covered in mud. Nero got down on one knee and wiped off her face with the edge of his shirt. The twins were the perfect mix between Zayle and I. Not quite identical though. Nero was just a little larger than his brother, but to the untrained eye, you might easily mistake them for each other. Lily was Zayle’s clone and our youngest for the moment. Landon was like me in every way, including being an Omega.

Had they not done that, it would be my brother Ronan sitting in this office. Ronan would have been a great Alpha had our parents stuck with tradition, but luckily, he always knew that I’d be the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and never harbored any resentment towards me about it. Quite the opposite in fact – he’s proud of his big sister, boasting about me whenever he can, to anyone who will listen. I had originally thought that I’d make him my Beta and name our youngest brother Dax as the Gamma. But as time went on, Ronan realized that he wasn’t interested in a pack leadership role. No, he had his eyes set on something bigger – being involved in wolfpack politics at the national level. He st

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

She tilted her head, a small, cruel smirk playing on her pale lips. ​“My, my,” Rowena said, her voice like the cracking of ancient ice. “How the little wolves have grown. Still hiding behind stone walls. Still playing at being kings of a dying world.” ​“You’re dead,” Orion roared, though his voice lacked its usual bite. He stepped forward, his fists trembling. “We saw the pyre! We saw the blood in the nursery!”

Oswic replied, beaming. He went silent as Lacot struttled to the front door and out before continuing his lecture, “We have Tofras, the breed to which I belong that bewitch and beguile. I - am a wizard - the last of my kind -” “Excuse me, sir -” Cwena started but was cut short.

And the pack that was attacked, was the one of Averys' mom, Averys' grandmother was the little girl, and Madeline paid the price, and now Avery is the final key. ”So the wizard doing this, is the son of the witch that was killed?” I asked, trying to piece everything together in my mind. ”Yes, and his name is Crow.” ”Like the bird?” Alex chimed in with furrowed eyebrows. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the table. ”Exactly, and the crow is normally associated with deceit and manipulation, is Crow his birth name?” I asked, turning my head to Amber.

He quickly got dressed and walked out of the room. I frowned as I looked at the clock, it’s freaking 4 am in the morning, what kind of urgent matter is happening that he has people come here at 4am? I quietly opened the door and I strolled to take a peek downstairs from the edge of the stairs. I can see Eaton talking to the other 5 guys by the front door. I only know one of them which is Adrian Mayers, Toby’s friend for the Quill Warrior. My hearing is not as sharp as the other wolves but i can hear their conversation remotely.