Xenos Books Novels & Stories

“Hmm…is there anything else?” Either side of the alcove was lined with books, some newer, but most were leather-bound and darkened yellow with age. As she cracked open spine after spine, it became clear that this was her lead. Every single one of the books was covered in strange symbols and arcane-looking diagrams that she couldn’t make heads or tails of. But, thanks to Xavier, she had an idea of its origin. “Eclipse isn’t the only thing Noah’s been studying,” Ava said. “I can’t read any of it, but I’m pretty sure that all of these books are from Axis.”

Easton OMG I’m in love as I was patrolling I found this beautiful she-wolf who didn’t smell rogue but not pack either it was weird I took her back I told her I wanted as my Luna she said she wasn’t Luna material but would keep me company I could live with that when we got back I showed her our room she said she would be down shortly about 45 minutes she walked into the kitchen the most gorgeous creature I have ever seen I growled at Loki and Rene and told them I would killed them myself if they even tried. She asked what the fussing was all about I told her and she said she would cook she was speechless that there was nothing to eat I told her I would take her to get food and she went to gr

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

Not under my watch as Alpha will I let that happen, Never. XENIA'S POV The last time I felt this shocked was the day I started seeing my menses as a teenager, believe me, it was a very spectacular experience. Suffice to say, after the first day of that trance, I've kept on having strange dreams and a recurring pull to travel. The last dream I had this night; I was at a waterfall in the woods, wearing animal skin two piece about diving into the water with an approximately 6'5 brown skin tan man, he had the most amazing smile and was drop down gorgeous in a manly way, he took my hand and I looked into his light brown eyes and then we jumped from the cliff straight into the water. I never felt

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

"The survivors are panicked, Seraphina. They went to gather the soaked nuts from the bank, and the water tasted like vinegar. The New Wild is thinning out." "Because the Author’s desk was only half the machine," Xander said, turning to look at the stranger who held the book. The old man was still standing by the hearth, his face unreadable as he watched the manuscript weep. "You didn't just bring us a blank book, did you? You brought us the Casting Bed."

he muttered and soon the sound of his receding footsteps was all I could hear before the room was plunged into silence. Great, he just had to remind me of the absence of Dash—my lycan. The haughty bastard decided now was the best to fall into one of his deep sleeps. “I can hear you asshole” his annoying voice filled my head, “Good to know you’re still alive” I replied “Whatever,” he rolled his eyes before tuning me out. I picked up my phone, scrolling through the details and pictures Xenos sent, committing every single one of it to memory. A smile tugged at my lips, as I went through the details, a particular picture caught my eyes.

Liam's voice is tight. Aldara doesn't answer immediately. She moves to another shelf. Pulls down a different text. Reads faster. "Aldara," Marcus says. "What did you find?" She looks up. Her ancient eyes are wide. Afraid. "The Dormant Luna isn't just a bridge between species," she says slowly. "She's a key." "A key to what?" I ask. Aldara sets the book down on the pedestal beside the lunar stone. Points to a passage written in larger script.

They reached the bottom of the stairs and entered a small, torch-lit chamber lined with shelves of ancient books and scrolls, protected by enchantments that hummed softly as they passed. Seraphina moved toward the center table where a single tome lay open, untouched for centuries, its pages brittle and ink faded but legible. As soon as she looked at the title etched into the leather cover, her heart stopped. "The Seal of the Xeroth." Her lips moved as she read the words aloud, the name tasting like ash on her tongue. Dorian's brow furrowed. "What is it?" She ran trembling fingers down the page. "It's a name whispered in nightmares. A being without form or end. It was said to predate the gods

I stayed curled up in my room, heart thudding against my ribs like a warning drum. Two days passed in silence. Then, one lazy afternoon, I made my way to Xareth’s office. I knocked once before stepping in. The room smelled of ink and cold metal. My eyes flicked to the glass cabinet behind him, and there it was. The living book. Just sitting there, in a cage. “What is it?” Xareth asked, his tone clipped. “I’ve finished all the books in my room,” I said with practiced calm. “I was wondering if I could get more.”