Xerneas Novels & Stories

Thorne went pale. "Sasha!" I grabbed her arm, pulling her back. "Stop it." "He's hiding something, Zo!" she hissed. "Nobody just gives away a year of Serum-X. It’s the most expensive drug in the city. It’s made from..." She stopped, her eyes darting to Nyx. "Made from what?" I asked. Thorne cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "It is a proprietary Vane formula. Ms. Kane, your sister is receiving the best care in the world. You should be grateful, not suspicious."

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

What I would give to taste these lips once more… I can’t. Swallowing, I look into her brilliant green eyes. “So, tell me, beautiful one, what is your name?” “Oh, my name is…” she trails off, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at me. “Xenie. Xendaya.” She lies. I smirk. “You are not Xendaya.” I know werewolves’ counterparts have their own identity. In some ways, they say it’s two personalities, two souls combined into one. “I am Xendaya!” she retorts defiantly.

Xavier A couple of hours passed before Renna finally stirred from her slumber. Throughout her unconsciousness, I had been vigilantly observing, clutching her hand tightly. However, as she awakened, a surge of anger surged within me, mirroring the sentiment shared by my wolf. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing a frown etching across her face, “Xavier?” I prepared to express my frustration, the simmering anger once again bubbling beneath the surface.

I look at her. “What aren’t you telling us, Larnaca?” She snaps her icy gaze to me and I see the blue tattoos become visible under her pale skin. “The dark fae are known as Xerxes wardogs. He allowed them to enslave humanity. After all, the Phoenix Kingdom holds unprecedented power. He was waiting for the right time to show his hand. He thinks …” “He can have that power by having my child.” Serana whispers as her skin heats.

Something as complicated as a layered deception was so deftly executed by my wife against my brother, who obviously had an upper hand until… he walked into her trap. Xanthea was a resourceful woman. From a shampoo bottle to tiny seeds, she truly could use anything at her disposal. And right now, she had an entire pouch of things she could use against us in ways unfathomable. I squinted, peering at the tiny silver blue seeds stuck all across Pheles’ smooth midnight black fur that flashed with a tealish glow, each strand catching the light like dark silk. “Look at all those voltthorn seeds stuck in your fur, Pheles.” I tilted my head, inspecting his furry tails. “How did you not notice them?”

I feel Winter relax. “You did something wrong.” He has to have. “I said it.” he shrugs and sits. “Then do it again! This time, you reject me.” “Elara.” “No, not Elara, do it!” “Fine. I, King Darius Isaiah Blackthorn of the Celestial Monarchy pack, reject you, Xenia Athena Thornblade of the Mooncrest Pack.” It hurts a bit, but not bad “I, Xenia Athena Thornblade of the Mooncrest Pack, accept your rejection, King Darius Isaiah Blackthorn of the Celestial Monarchy Pack.” Pain surges through me, but it doesn’t work.

Osiris frowns, but takes a seat, his eyes fixed on Nero, bracing himself for what comes next. “Nero found out something about Morana,” I start, trying to ease into the conversation, “about her wolf.” Osiris’s brow furrows in confusion. “Morana? What about her wolf?” “It’s not just her wolf, Osiris,” Nero takes over. “When I used my Alpha Sight on Morana, I found out that there’s something attached to it called a Meraloth—an ancient entity that feeds on memories. And we believe it’s responsible for the memory losses both you and Camellia experienced.”

“What about the hybrids?” Jason asks. “When Absalom and Hecate distracted Xena,” Mother continues, “She managed to kill Absalom, absorb his powers, and take his scepter... A scepter isn’t just a symbol of authority; it’s a source of immense power. I’m sure you’ve all seen Nyx wield hers.” They nod in unison. “With my scepter and Absalom’s in her possession, Xena can easily create hybrids,” Mother explains. “All she has to do is fuse a vampire spirit into a wolf’s body and just like that, you have a hybrid.”

He hurried over to retrieve his phone, sweating profusely all over his face. "My lord, you told me to bring them all." After listening to the voice message, Felix sighed in exasperation. Kane probably didn't pay particularly close attention to the message, and part of it had indeed been drowned out by the harsh speaker sound. So, Kane couldn't be blamed for the mishap. "Whatever. Now listen up, all nine of you. In a while, the goddess of war, Xena Summers, will be coming. I need you to vouch that I'm a member of Dragon Alliance. Understand?"