Sethos X Wanderer Novels & Stories

Their faces were fixed in leering sneers, twisted into expressions no living being could replicate. My blood turned to ice. “They are Vel’sothars. Ancient beings who are the collectors of wandering souls. They bring them past the threshold between the freshly dead and the endless. Like bouncers at a club, it's hard to get past them,” Hera explained with eyes fixed on them. “How nice of Luna Sianna to omit this tiny little detail,” I grumbled, watching them. They settled down a pod between them, and the bond within me moiled. My eyes fastened on nothing but that pod, drawing me in like a beacon.

Her throat dried up when she found him smirking at her. "My bad, I startled you," Hunter said casually, his hands tucked in his pockets and thumbs out. He was wearing black cargo pants, black combat boots, a black turtleneck with the silver chain dangling on his neck, and silver rings with his hair a ruffled mess. Those jade green hues stood prominently out like cold icy glaciers in all black. Silvia swallowed thickly as she lowered her gaze. She tried to stop the trembling of her fingers. The girl inhaled deeply before closing her eyes as she focused on the flow of magic in her veins.

Steven said and made to walk away. Thogg knew better than to piss Steven off the more. Who didn't know Uzi? Dude was a man whore. He was into women and loved them more than money. Could do anything just so he could get into their panties. "I'll speak up, boss" Thogg managed to say as he spat blood onto the floor. Steven stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Thogg. "Two years, boss" "Two fucking years?" Kane who had been quiet all along yelled

They were here. I shift immediately, my chest heaving as I look around. I crouch down, examining the ground. The grass is trampled, and faint bootprints lead further east. My heart sank low as I spotted a small, familiar trinket lying in the dirt, a silver bracelet I had given Phoenix. I pick it up, my jaw tightening. “Phoenix…” A low growl behind me made me turn sharply. Hosea had arrived with her team, their wolves shifting back into their human form.

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

HUNTER’s POV “… Your daughter is the white dragon from the prophecy,” I say and finally exhale. Glad that’s over with. My wolf whines suddenly and I ask him what his problem is but he just whines. I looked up at all the faces staring at me right now, oh shit. My eyes fell on Theo whose face has already turned red and he looks like he is going to burst any moment. I was right because the next, I hear him make a sound which seemed more like a fart to me.

"What's a wanderer? Until today, I've always thought I was just a mere human" "Trust me, wanderers are powerful creatures," Luke said. "Wanderers are very rare. They have the ability to be in several places at once. They can divide their souls to be in different phases in time. Wanderers use time as their weapons," I said. Her eyes lighted up. "So, I'm a wanderer? I don't even know how to control my abilities right now. I can't get the other part of me to change her mind" I stood up, grabbing my jacket. "I'll help you" I said.

] A broken cry tore out of Evan as he drove the blade into his own chest. [Evan said he’s moving out. Even though I didn’t want him to go, I still agreed. Maybe it’s for the best. My body is getting weaker, and I look worse every day. If he leaves, he won’t have to see me at my worst. But I really wish he had stayed.] Evan was sobbing uncontrollably. “Ana, I wish you had stayed too!”