Seal Team Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"None of this would have happened." "You are blaming me?" Max's voice went up slightly. "You are the one that let them get in your head." Sean pointed toward his own temple, hard. "You think the Velocity Squad isn't going to run the exact same game at homecoming? You think they won't find whatever weak spot is sitting in this team and press on it until someone bites?" He held Max's eyes. "You already showed them exactly where to press."

Rolis asked. “It could be. With Tireh’s powerful shield and the seal, we are moving more easily than expected.” “I hope Aspen gets to kill the Lycan Queen this easily. We deserve an easy win.” “Unfortunately, life doesn’t always work that way,” Ezra added. “But let us make the best use of this quietness. So, shh.” Rolis sneered at him. Seconds later, they ended up in front of the door leading to the seal’s room. Kailin stepped forward and did something that opened the door.

I closed my eyes and heaved a sigh before telling myself that the media was directed at riling me up and trying to get a reaction from whoever would be their prey. I go over to the floor-to-ceiling windows to stare down. Although I am fifteen stories up, I can still see them. They are like a speck of colored dust or tiny paint blobbed against ashen drawing paper. I want to reach out to them and crush them. I want to have them smeared against the ground, dead. At the sound of the door opening, I turned immediately, hoping it was Shirley with some sort of good news but it wasn't. Standing before me is Sean, dressed in the clothing he had on last night. "What the hell are you doing here?”

But they held. And when the seal began to glow—burning with prophecy and bloodline—Astrid placed it against her chest. Malrick howled. As the seal lit up, magic surged between the sisters, the void ripping around them. Liana clutched Astrid’s hand. “Now. Say it.” Astrid shouted the words Sierra had whispered in the dark: “I sever the bond. I claim my name. I choose my will.” The seal exploded in silver flame. Malrick screamed—not in pain, but rage.

"Thanks, Ashley. I will leave first. Well, I guess this is goodbye till we hopefully cross paths again." "Sure." "By the way, you have such a beautiful name and beautiful eyes. Don't take my compliments the wrong way." "The one who needs that advice is your late brother's fiancee. If she ever starts liking you, people are gonna think she murdered your brother." "I know you are only looking out for my family when you say that but she's carrying the rightful heir to my family. I can't just push her out that easily. Plus, Richard truly loved her. Bye."

She placed her hand against the corrupted seal. The world screamed. Magic surged violently, tearing through the chamber. Selene cried out as pain lanced through her, but she did not pull away. “Selene,” Fenrir shouted, fighting against the force holding him back. “Stop. Please.” She looked at him one last time. Her eyes were glowing now, filled with ancient light. “I love you,” she said. The seal began to crack. The Warden’s smile faltered for the first time. “Wait.” The chamber shook violently as the convergence destabilized. Selene screamed as the energy surged, her body trembling under the strain.

Sylvester POV I’m tired of doing this over and over again. We have done the same thing for so many lifetimes, but Selene always ends up with Kael when she is meant to be mine. It’s making me crazy because I need her by my side. Every single time, something goes wrong. Every single time, fate tries to tear us apart. But not this time. This time, I’m going to make sure we stay together forever. I walked down the tunnel that Kael and I used to play in as kids. The stone walls were cold and damp, covered in moss that made everything smell like decay… It is a scent I hate but oh well things I do for Selene but she still constantly disobeys me ..

My wolf snarled under my skin, furious at her own body’s betrayal. Kieran’s arms wrapped around me again—tight, possessive—and this time the hold felt… anchored. Like the second cage had approved the contact. The seam’s voice turned eager. “JOIN. SEAL.” The corridor runes flared brighter. Stone shifted behind us. A second seam formed in the wall—another door drawing itself—etched in bruise-light. Kieran pressed his mouth close to my ear and whispered, almost tender: “This is the part where you stop choosing.” And the new door opened—

Elders, warriors, strategists they filled the circular chamber, their voices a low murmur that swelled into a storm as soon as the Seal was mentioned. “We should destroy it,” Elder Mora declared, her gnarled hands clutching her staff. “The Seal brings nothing but ruin. Burn it, bury the ashes.” “Destroying it might trigger something worse,” countered Kellan, the pack’s historian. “If it’s one of five, the others may be searching for it. Breaking it could draw them here.” Lucien raised a hand for silence. “The Seal is under my protection until I have more information. We will not act rashly.”

Julian stared at him with the particular irritation of a man who had just been proven wrong and wasn’t ready to acknowledge it. “If she goes anywhere near that seal and the broken bond energy recognizes the veil bloodline,” Julian said, “it does not just pull her toward it. It pulls through her. She becomes a direct channel for everything contained inside.” “Only if the seal opens while she’s in contact with it,” Ethan said. “But if she gets there ahead of the rival Alpha and reinforces the seal before he can use the extracted energy, the connection never opens in the first place.”“And if she does not get there first.”