Sollux Captor Novels & Stories

Selena said calming Sora. “You! Take all these captives back to the prison and make sure they can't get out again. You understand? Or I will behead all of you!” de Luca snapped firmly. The soldiers took the prisoner back to the prison. But not the prison they were previously in but a prison with even stronger iron bars. They were violently pushed into the prison.

Roman must've accidentally locked it as he made his way out or maybe the force of slamming it shut destroyed the locking mechanism, locking us in. Alaric muttered a curse as he haul me to my feet before turning the table sideways. “On your stomach and keep your head down.” He whispered in my ear, his voice hard as he guided me to the floor. “Now, close your eyes. You don't want to see this.” He started to stand up but I caught his hand—his hand that was now holding a gun. “You have a gun,” I muttered absently. “I did and a mag of bullets.”

72 BA Held Captive His fingers run on the armrest of his golden throne; an elbow is supporting his upper body; his legs are crossed. Before his sight, in the center of the aisle, a huge silver cage sits. Inside are their precious captive: Nyx’s and Alpha Lachlan’s wolves, Beta Mellow, and Sebastian. Viller tilted his neck sideways, to and fro. “I got pain on my muscles. They are all heavy. I’ll certainly remind myself to bring a lot of chaperone with me.”

"They've been capturing and experimenting on supernaturals, trying to unlock hidden potentials. It's possible they may have Serenity." My jaw clenched. "Then we need to move quickly. Can you spare some of your best trackers?" Luci nodded. "Of course. We'll cover more ground that way." We set out immediately, the combined forces of the Meadowood and Shadowfire covens combing through the dense forest. Days turned into nights, but we pressed on, driven by the urgency of our mission. Each step brought us closer to the rogue camp, the scent of fear and desperation growing stronger. Finally, we reached a clearing. Luci and I signaled for our teams to halt, my eyes narrowing as I surveyed the area.

"And what of the captor?" Lucien's eyes blazed with determination as he responded. "The only thing we could get from her was that the captor plans to make Orphillia his own, to bend her will to his desires. We didn't get a name or anything of of sort." Elara's expression darkened, but she quickly hid the look on her face and nodded before asking another question. Liam felt she was asking too many questions but at the same time, they were the ones ones helped them come up with options and suggestions suggestions would be used to find their Luna.

Alpha Draco commented with a fake frown, and we all laughed at his remark. “So you managed to retrieve this from Elder Damon’s house? It’s well written and decoded”, Vincent stated as he flipped through the book. “Yes, the man with the scar has been captured too. He’s the closest aide to Elder Damon. He’s in custody at the prison”. Beta Gray chipped in with a bragging right and Vincent smiled. “He should also have the taste of what being locked up against your will looks like. I hope he rots in there”, Vincent remarked coldly before raising the book.

"...Nah, Sounds like you are just jealous the goddess did not see you as a suitable mate to Alpha Jason." The voice, It was the man from before. Awful images flashed into my head just thinking about the word Alpha, Mate. Was this a sex ring? Was I about to be prostituted? I was about to be passed around and used up until all the vibrancy was gone. Then I would no doubt the dead meat. "...Speak of the devil." I heard my captor say. It sounded like the Jason guy had arrived. I immediately ran into the tub, shivering and practically going insane as the bathroom door opened and an attractive man in a tailored suit walked in, followed closely by my captor.

The Gods are involved. “Our plan is sound. The girl will be captured and separated from her mate. She shouldn’t suspect anything, an injection of wolfsbane and silver should do the trick. With her wolf suppressed she shouldn’t be able to use any of her supernatural powers, nor change into her wolf. Are you still intending to make good on your promise?” He asked me with a questioning tone. He was confident in his plan.

“They’re trying to claim the sword.” The lead figure stood, turning to face them. Their hood fell back, revealing a face Elara recognized—the hunter leader from the Northern Wastes, his eyes now solid black, his skin marked with void runes. “Voss,” he said, his voice distorted by magic. “We meet again. Though this time, you won’t stop us. The void will have its revenge.” He lunged, his shadow magic tearing through two worshippers, but they kept chanting, and the sword’s glow dimmed, as if being drained. Ellie’s silver fire flared, purging the void magic from a nearby worshipper, but more stepped forward, their hands raised.

" THE SOLARIUM The solarium was a jungle trapped in a glass box. It was humid, smelling of orchids and damp earth. We set up a base camp in the center, clearing away some wicker furniture to make a space for Leo on the stone pavers. He sat cross-legged, surrounded by ferns. He looked like a small, nuclear Buddha. Wulfric sat on a bench nearby, massaging his aching knees. "The boy is full," Wulfric observed. "He drank from the Star Core. Now he must digest. It takes time to convert raw plasma into spiritual energy." "And until he digests?" I asked, pacing the perimeter. "Until then, he is a walking lightning rod," Wulfric said. "Do not let him sneeze." Kai walked in, holding a tablet. "We hav