Warren Fablehaven Novels & Stories

Felix had been hoping for the same thing—to go his own way—but now, it was obvious that those plans were ruined. After they had been gone for a while, Warren's phone rang with an unfamiliar number. "Hello?" "Mr. Quinton, this is Thomas Camden." Thomas Camden? Warren was stunned. He quickly stood up and moved toward the nearby rest area. Was this some kind of prank? Warren was a passionate collector of antiques, with a deep knowledge of the field. He knew Thomas was a renowned figure in Avesburgh's antique circles—a man of immense wealth and connections that reached far beyond what Warren could fathom.

“You’ve started a trend.” “I inspire chaos wherever I go.” “You say that like it’s noble.” “It’s efficient.” He laughed, the sound rough but warm. “You really believe Kael and Mara will find Dren?” “They’ll find something,” I said. “Even if it’s just more trouble.” “They’re talented that way.” Afternoon brought a rare lull. For once, there were no crises to chase. Warren sat at the table with a pot of tea that smelled faintly burnt. “I made it myself,” he said proudly.

“Crystal Forest pack members, I now present our newest mated members, Marcus and Rebecca March and Theodore and Jenni Martin. Please join us for a meal and celebration.” As we make our way to the center of the room where the table is set up for us, a cold wind blows through the common area, no windows are open and no doors lead outside for there to be a breeze. I look at my father and see he is not affected by what has just happened, neither is Teddy, Bex, or Marcus. I start to feel very heavy, like I am under water, and I know that I am about to have another vision. I grab onto Teddy with intensity. I feel him go rigid, and hear him call for my father, but I black out. I see nothing, hear n

Steven said to me before he walked out. I grabbed a slice a pizza and got up from the table with Seth. We walked out the front door and stood next to Steven. “What you heard?” I asked him. “So, you guys linked up with the hybrid dude?” He asked. “Yes, we did.” Seth said. “Why?” “So, him breaking the treaty is real?” “Of course it is.” He nodded his head. “Why are you working here?” “You didn’t here about the Hale pack disbanding?” Seth and I looked at each other before we turned back to him.

“So… Could it be that he’s going to make a breakthrough in his training to become a warlord?” Warren believed that this would most probably be Kayson’s goal. “Could it be that there’s something in the spear that will help Kayson to become a warlord?” Meanwhile, he sensed a few powerful auras showing up at the entrance of Admiralporium on his way back. Warren’s expression changed drastically, and he immediately exerted all his strength to get there swiftly. In front of Admiralporium’s entrance… Abel and the others got there after discovering that Lex, Seth, and Payton were missing by the time they visited the Rivspring Chamber of Commerce.

I’d learned about the second horseman from the textbooks and classes in the Shifters Uni. Warren had come two centuries ago, clad in black armor and riding a red horse, with an god spear strapped behind his back. He’d brought global war, the worst kind, to Earth. After he left, humankind and supernaturals tried to rebuild civilization, but a lot of technology was gone forever. There were no more satellites, and the idea of space travel or any sort of air travel became an unrealistic dream. Magic, however, returned in half-force. That was why the supernaturals traveled through leylines, even though the portals were unstable and dangerous.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

So do not be confused with the timeline and enjoy the story ] LOCATION : HAVEN CENTRAL, HAVEN TIME : 5:38PM DATE : 9th February, 2077AD [ FACTS : HAVEN IS ONE OF THE TWELVE CITIES OF REFUGE OCCUPIED BY THE REMAINING SURVIVORS FROM THE FIRST DIVINE WAR STILL WILLING TO SIDE WITH THE CHURCH. IT IS LOCATED ON THE LANDMASS ONCE KNOWN AS THE UNITED KINGDOM AND IS HOME TO PEOPLES FROM DIVERSE CULTURES NUMBERING AT ROUGHLY A HUNDRED MILLION. IT IS RULED BY THE MILITARY THOUGH IT IS CLAIMED THAT THEY STILL PRACTICE DEMOCRACY IN THEIR AFFAIRS. IT IS KNOWN AS ONE OF THE BEST CITIES OF REFUGE AND HAD UNDERGONE A LOT OF SUSPICION IN THE PAST ON HOW THEY WERE ABLE TO STAY AFLOAT BEREFT OF MOST PROBLEMS F

“Johnny get your wrinkly self over here, your stupid bell is not working again!” Icahbod frowed. “Is a woman bearing the name Johnny in this century?” “No, why would you ask that?” “You said we were coming to meet a woman.” “Oh yea, he is the one who will bring her to us, she is his daughter but you have to see the father first.” “Oh, ok.” Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter.