Story Of Abel Novels & Stories

I had big plans for him and his family. Abel Wey was on a killing spree. It wasn't long he finished killing all the mutants wolves. He left behind the hunters and the sorcerers. It was time for him to return to his lover. He had gotten the thrill he had come for, and that was to kill the abominations that Glover had created. Killing the human hunters and sorcerers was out of the question. He and his lover had been forbidden from engaging in such acts because of what they had done seventy years ago. He disappeared before I could thank him.

I asked, the question had been tugging at mny mind for ages. "Well, after that night Niko whisked me away. He was my knight in shining armour. We were determined to make our own home, far from the hands of my father and in our own little corner of the world. We found Stay's Landing after about a year of wandering, and we fell in love immediately. We built our little cabin on the edge of town, I started a vegetable garden and took up a job at the library, and your father started working witrh Alpha James as one of his guard. It felt so right to be there, and we were so happy. Even happier when we found out we were having you," she said, turning to me then, a sad smile on her face. "You have h

But Abel was always there to ease my fears, taking me out on dates, bringing me out to parties and most times spending our times at home. Cara went back to college and Carin was mostly busy with her studies so we were mostly left on our own. Abel made breakfast every morning for the both of us. Sometimes he served me breakfast on bed, he treated me like a queen and I couldn't ask for anything else. After many years of living in pain I was finally happy. I couldn't be happier that I chose Abel. Ethan was back in town for some business and I was more than happy to see that he was happily married to someone else. A beautiful woman at that, and I couldn't help but think, would he have met her if

“Because I know he never meant to whip me that night. I know his heart. I know the real Abel, the one who no one cares to figure out because everyone believes as the first son, he's meant to be this big, bad guy, but he's actually nice. He only pretends otherwise to please your father.” At that he laughed and poured himself another drink. “That's quite... interesting. Now take a good look at me. I might not be your favourite from all my brothers, but I swear to God, I'm the best out of us all. I answer to nobody. I make my fucking rules, and everyone follows them. Even my father respects me.” “And kidnapping your nephew? Causing chaos everywhere you go? Being thick-headed and terrifying most

Abel dropped the hood off his face, a single streak of green decorating his dark hair, “There are lots of Half-Myths among the Merpeople. They’re treated with a lot of love. I- My mother said when I was born, people thought her not taking the proper Fairy Items one should take when carrying a Half-Myth is what caused me to be born with legs instead of a strong tail but- after I was born and spent time living with my dad on the beach and playing with anyone who came up to visit, they brushed it away and said I would look lithe and different... My mother would never forgive herself if she knew I was unable to swim down when I- so very much want to. It would upset her if she knew my legs caused

“Leah never got any of the messages you sent her, nor did she see your calls. Mira made sure of it. I was hoping Igor would escalate the matter, but he was friends with your father and decided to make it a family matter instead of filing an official complaint about your actions. The old bastard is too soft for the office he occupied. So the matter was swept under the carpet, and you went on that stupid mission that earned you the promotion, leaving me behind. No one ever asked me how I felt, stuck in the same position while you all forged ahead.” Abel's voice dripped with bitterness. “It wasn't long after that I was contacted, and I decided to work with them. My future in Jorvik was meaningl

It was light up so everyone could see but it was hard to notice that anyone stayed there. His Father seem to be part of the Founding group. As he walked alongside a few other men that heped get everyone together to be a hunter. They were all trained and worked tirelessly to good at what they do. They read about the wolves and understood them... What they are capable of. Abel became quite famous after a while as he could see some of his Father's friends. They were happy to know him, even the kids as his Father was like a leader to the rest of the hunters. He got along with the kids and asked them if they ever believed what they were being told. A few of them believed while a few other didn't.

I whimpered loudly until I began to hiccup. Arnold was mute for some time before he proceeded. "Abel wanted to tell me his mother had done that, but I had traveled to your place then. He hated his mother, Alicia. It was traumatizing but I lived and survived throughout the year because of him. Abel changed his name saying he wants to forget everything that happened. How all his relatives were not able to survive in the burning house. He is living with the thought that he is a vicious breed. The only solution for me was to go back to the palace and make Abel live with a martial arts trainer in Genovia until he was of age to work as a guard."

" he questioned. I nod in response. "Good so you have a basic understanding of God and the creation of man. Adam and Eve and their children Awan and her twin Cain, Able, Seth, and Azura. Awan was first married to Able until he was murdered by his brother able. but what was not told in the human bible is that Cain was given a wolf spirit at birth, he was the first shifter with a very strong alpha presence.

“You know how it all went. He didn’t even know about you until years later. And when he finally did… what did he do?” Abel didn’t answer. His silence was louder than any denial. “He came for you, Abel. For both of you. But your mom gave you up. She didn’t want you.” “Lies,” Abel hissed, slamming his fist on the table hard enough to rattle the pieces. “Hit the table all you want. That’s the truth.” I shrugged, moving a rook. “She had someone else. She wanted a better life for herself, not for you. You were collateral.”