Sons Of Avalon Novels & Stories

“Who else would have the resources to do all this? Burning clove isn’t easy to find; Mother made sure of that. And getting the horses to rear in the exact right spot must have required training or planning. All these people are in on it, but why? To make Kaloni Luna without anyone questioning how she got there.” Amval flinches back, and I realize he was leaning in, even nodding. He was actually listening. I was getting through to him—except for the final part. “Half of these names are nearly strangers to Lightning Cape,” he says. “Why under the Goddess’s sky would they conspire to put my sister on the throne?” “To… steal the world?” Amval’s eyebrows shoot up in disbelief. Fair. That, and som

"If I didn't know better, I would have believed you in a heartbeat, you probably wish he gets lost and never way his way to you," Evelyn smirked. "You know me so well, Aunt," "You are just like your mom, of course, I know you. But she wasn't as rebellious and she loved knowledge like Everleigh," Gwen pointed out. "Are we going to make the pancakes already!" Daniel whined. "Of course, Daniel, let's get started. Grab a pan!" *~* "Alpha Vaughan's son, you are as mighty as your late Father," Yarkona praised with a smirk as she sauntered into the throne-like room, and in the place of his Father, sat Alpha Gallon, Vaughan's only son.

Since leaving Avalon, so many of our kind had lost their way, mated to humans, losing memory of where their ancestors started, creating children with only a spark of magic left within them. But you only need a spark to ignite a flame. My task, my assignment, is to watch over the line of Morgana Regina Primus, descendants of Morgana’s only son, Mordred, who in turn had three daughters, often called the Fates of Avalon, three exceptionally powerful oracles. Each one has hundreds of descendants that span generations, sometimes crossing with other regal bloodlines. This line is especially important, as it is the most potent, having crossed over itself several times, containing the blood of all t

I told her softly, like I should have from the very beginning. She gnawed on her bottom lip, looking anxious. I could see the gears of her mind working. "Talk to me, my Love," I whispered when she didn't say anything. "I want to tell you something first. My full name is Avalyn Alvarez," she whispered and I took a deep breath. That meant her father was Ja– "Yes, my dad was Javier Alvarez, the Alpha of the Montana Pack. Before his Beta, Emmanuel Gonzalez, and now his son, Emilio Gonzalez, took over." Her eyes glazed over and I knew she was reliving those memories.

He killed her in the same manner as he did to my father. However, one of Queen Olivia's men was able to escape. After killing my father, Damien took over my Kingdom, Avalor, and held me and my mother as captives in our own home. And we stayed as his captive for three years until my mother found a way for me to escape. She gave her body to one of Damien's men for me to escape.

“I’m not sure. But I’m descended from a royal line. I’d say that my brother is as intuitive as I am, maybe even more.” She snorts. “Kenna is definitely in for it then.” “Come, meet your step-son. He won’t eat you and he’s dying to meet you.” She says. She lifts her head all the way up and I get my first look at Avani’s son, Ancalagon. Next to Avani, he’s the most beautiful dragon I’ve ever seen. His scales are emerald green like Avani’s, but like Zephyr’s, when the sun hits them, they light up in a splash of color.

He was roughly my age, but his presence carried a volatile, dangerous energy that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. He had messy, untamed dark hair, piercing silver eyes, and wore a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt. A lit cigarette dangled lazily from his lips. He was devastatingly gorgeous, sharp and wild, but the arrogant smirk on his face was pure trouble. Everyone knows him! Wyvern Blackblood. The wild and rebellious son of the Alpha. He pushed off the pillar, his silver eyes trailing lazily down my bare legs, lingering on the oversized shirt of his father, before snapping up to my bruised lips.

Our father, Eses, the God of Skies, was clearly surprised to hear what my sister and I said. "Are you sure? You two have followed Guerrian and Dexaldir everywhere since childhood." "We're sure, Father." When we left the Celestial Palace with the imperial decree in hand, my sister and I finally lost the composure that we had been forcing ourselves to keep. We hugged each other. My sister, Azena, wiped away my tears. "Bydona, don't cry. This is our chance at revenge."

His eldest daughter Eva , is the one who would participate in today's selection . The second clan to arrive was the clan of the devils . The Lamassac clan which used to be considered a kingdom on its own but due to the murdering of the royal family , no one took the throne and they waited patiently , hoping for a person from the royal family to have survived so that he could take the throne and bring the devils their rights which were lost in time . The royal family was the Lamassac family but due to their disappearance , a relative of then took in his hand the position of leader and started to guide the devils . Alan Lamassac , son of the king's uncle . Alan and his father tried to climb on

It had all been right there, if I'd only dared to see it. Just then, his phone rang. It was his assistant. "Mr. Bradley… there's been a second avalanche on the snow mountain. Your wife… she really didn't survive it…"