Novel & Cerita Son Of Nyx

He pleads, his face and eyes showing a lot of remorse in them. "So that you can come and kidnap my mate again? Who knows, maybe you will kill her this time round!" The alpha expresses his worries. "No sir, I won't come anywhere close to Adeline. I'll keep my distance and respect her as the Luna of this Pack. I'll respect her law and everything else that she sets as the Luna. I I'll -" "Stop bluffing, Jaxon. I'll let you out tomorrow afternoon but with several conditions which you have to swear by them. Failure to adhere to the agreement, our mother goddess will strike you dead!" Alpha Waylon says to his son who nods in understanding.

No one had ever escaped from its territory once they set foot in the southern hemisphere. The Demon King was in a bad shape after coming home from the Underworld, so his son became the regent for years now. "Last but not least, the immortal prince." Nilenia smiled widely. "Xander?" She pouted. Alexander was the Vampire Prince who always teased her when she was young. Her father introduced her to some kids after ten years of isolation. Xander was one of them. "That's your four prince charming. I heard a lot was interested, but father and the elders chose the best. So it's down to four. What can you say?"

And for the first time… Grayson realized this wasn’t a message anymore. It was a homecoming. The Prophet raised one hand. And behind him, the entire forest line lit up with movement. Thousands of wolves stepped forward. Waiting. Ready. And the Prophet spoke again. “Return what was taken…” A pause. “…or we take everything.” The courtyard erupted into alarm. Grayson stepped forward. And the Prophet whispered the final line only he could hear. “Son of the South.” Grayson froze. Because no one was supposed to know that name. Not anymore. Not ever. And behind him Frank whispered in terror. “He found you.”

It wasn’t what I needed, even when I didn’t know what I needed, that way I kept on reading hoping that I would find something, anything that would tell me more. The blood moon night. The word struck more than just a cord, my mother had talked about it, she had said it was the night of dark magic. I had never paid much attention to it. Now, I wish that I did. Just as I was about to close the book in frustration, a name caught my attention. Nyx. He was the son of the coven leader, a dark lord who wanted power. He had been the one to betray the moon goddess. I stifled a gasp; he had killed his coven just to take control of the powers.

Of sealing. "Before the First Queen ever ruled, before the packs and the councils… there was him." Nyxar’s voice was quiet, but it carried weight. "The firstborn of the dark. The creature that the Harbinger once called brother. He was not like us. Not like you. He was something before us." Lyra stilled. "What is he?" Nyxar’s fingers pressed against the wood. "A god of teeth and shadows. A thing that should have never been born. And he is buried beneath our feet."

Nyx didn't say anything, she just hold me as I broke down. Nyx is my childhood friend and now we're close friends. She's the daughter of the most wealthy man in the whole world. And also her mother was of Romanov descent a royal family in Russia. Nyx Hestia has just fallen asleep, while she broke down crying. God, seeing the pain in her eyes is scary. I carried her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. I sat beside her, then I saw her engagement ring on the bedside table. God, why did you do that Hecate???

Nyx rubbed his eyes in frustration. "Is Julith your true mate or just a rebound fling," he questions, glancing at me. "Are you both going to act as if I'm not sitting right here?" I mumble angrily. They both look at me and Ryker grins. "I apologize miss, I'm Nyx, Ryker's father," Nyx states calmly. I nod my head and cross my arms. Nyx grins and eyes Ryker. "Mystrel has changed, some of Ozcar's darkness seeped into his soul, be very careful son, he is claiming the lady as his own," he sighed irritatedly. Ryker rolled his eyes and frowned.

She didn’t know if her wolf was rejecting them both. “Her name is Nyx.” Zeke’s smile widened. “That’s a beautiful name. Fitting. In Greek mythology, she’s the goddess of the night, the daughter of Chaos. Shadow and Nyx,” Zeke said. “You see, you were always meant for us.” Yes, but Nyx didn’t think so. She messed that up for Zeke just as she was going to mess things up for the whole school and get people killed. ‘Mark him.’ The voice startled her again, and she somehow ended up in Zeke’s arms, her heart pounding. How the hell did anyone ever get used to that?

Sylus set his cup down slowly. "I'm afraid my men aren't enough to take on them" Father dropped his cutlery, looking at him fully. "The seven ancient pack is strong... only the Lycans can defeat them" "Yes, Father. No one challenges the power of the Lycans, especially the King," Nyx said, staring directly at me. "Nyx will be mating with the Lycans' King soon enough. That will strengthen our alignment and help you fight them off," Father added. I looked at Nyx, and I could see the pride written all over her face. But I wasn't here for her.

“I will handle this,” Maverick said as he dropped the phone call, and soon enough, he arrived. He looked at the sorry excuse of a man his brother had become and wanted to kill him. “What do you have to say for yourself?” “I wanted to test that little morsel your son has upstairs. I thought maybe he would be more of a team player than you ever were.” The man spat out. “I mean, he has his own version of his mother, a simpleton and whore.”