Undefeated Bahamut Chronicles Novels & Stories

She had never imagined that the man she had once toyed with and humiliated would one day stand before her like this, strong enough to crush everything she was proud of. "Fake. This has to be fake. "Damon, you think a forged contract can fool everyone?" I let out a cold laugh. "Whether it's real or not, the room can decide." I tapped the table lightly, my gaze sharp. "As the largest shareholder of Vance Group, I propose we reopen today's agenda. "First item, removal of Stella Vance from all positions within Vance Group." The boardroom doors closed heavily behind me. I let out a long breath. With Cassia's help, I had won the first crucial battle.

He was determined to protect me. Unfortunately, Lucas was too small. When James ran over and struck him, he easily got pinned beneath him. Then, James started punching him. “You liar! She’s my mother, not yours!” Lucas could not fight back, and he covered his head as he dodged the punches. However, he still refused to give in. “She’s not anymore. She said you didn’t want her. Besides, you left her behind in the fire and hoped for her to die! “She told me that I saved her, and from now on, she’ll be my mother!”

After killing almost a hundred of our warriors, did they expect me to hear them out? “No, our Beta won’t go anywhere with you. We’re ready to fight you!” yelled my gamma, surging ahead with more of our armed warriors. Before I could stop them, they openly fired our anthrax-wolfsbane-infused bullets, this time with our heavy-duty rifles and there was mayhem all around. This time, our warriors killed more of the enemy army, giving us back our confidence. I joined them, leading my pack on a killing spree, reducing the enemy to half. I slashed my sword to rip their Beta when he whistled, the shrill ultrasonic waves paralyzing everyone. All except me! Why didn’t it affect me?

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

His aura is white and powerful; he knows his daughter is in good hands. "Beautiful beast," Uriel's deep voice resonates in Ragnar's mind. The alpha had no idea that celestials could do that, communicate mentally with beings that are not of their species. Ragnar finally nods. The resemblance between him and Katrina is incredible, even in their smiles. Uriel is a tall man, almost like the alpha, but with less defined muscles, blond hair, and light eyes, the same color as his daughter's. He has a supernatural attractiveness that can intimidate an ordinary human; Ragnar can see that, a bright aura emanates from his body and hands, something only a pure-blood alpha like Ragnar can see.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

Warren of Bane pack nervously began to pace once again, running his hands through his waves of hair. " What is all the commotion?" A warm breeze suddenly washed over Makaria and the other skin, goose bumps pebbling their skin at the voice of such authority. Their goddess appeared suddenly along with her animal companions, all in their ferocious, saliva dripping glory. She was a sight to be hold in her moonlight cream tunic with her dangling weapons tied like a sash around her waist. " We are watching a tragedy of Warren and Pomelia take place my goddess," Callisto chuckled as the few other around Makaria began to slip away, making way for thier goddess.

The mafia will do that job for me when Johnny Deco's guys realise the duffel bags are full of washing powder. They'll wreck the place. And the guy guarding it. My other loose end. My sneaky little money-hungry rat…Callum. Oh the betrayal coming Rocco's way is just too delicious. I'm going to destroy his woman, his friend and his casino. I want to see him break before I slit his throat. Time has flown. I've enjoyed telling you all this. Most of the time my plans are silently festering away. I need to work on Jacob, get him back in the fold but for now I've got enough to begin working with.

The wolfless Alpha is no more. I shift back quickly “I, Christoper King Wright as rightful heir to Riverbend Pack challenge you Dominic and Lucas false Alphas for the title of Alpha.” Everything quiets as the Twins shift back as well as Ireland who runs to Alpha Oliver. I see him say something and shove her back.

"No one dares treat me this way in Junopia. You're lying." Veronica's eyes lit up when she heard that. She immediately stood up and grabbed my arm. "You deceitful witch! How dare you deceive us? I'll teach you respect today!" As she spoke, she raised her hand and was about to slap me. I caught her wrist mid-swing, and with a swift motion, I slapped her across the face. Meeting her cold, venomous gaze, I smirked and said, "I spared you out of consideration for our past friendship. How dare you still challenge me?"