A Clash Of Kings Audiobook Novels & Stories

The sole food that keeps me sane, alive, and stronger. As I fill my stomach with it, I stared at the wall just in front of my desk. Photos. Lots of it. At the university’s main gate, at the convenience store, in front of the dormitory building, even on a random road. Different places, day or night. But with the same person in every piece of it. Eliana Deere, of the very powerful Deere clan. One of the biggest, strongest, of all the pack. The only daughter of Boss R, with the inheritance of the throne just waiting for her. Eliana, you make me go speechless by how dumb you are. Turning your back against your pack to bump shoulders with humans, live in a room where humans sleep, eat what they e

Classes are on hold for now while we prepare. That night, like every night for the past several weeks, I sit in my room with Yhen and I pick up The Great Clash. It’s the third time I’ve read it. The first time, I dragged my way through it, but as things have heated up with the bad elves, I wanted to read it again. I found new things the second time and then again, as I’m reading it for the third time, I find something that I missed the first two times. “Yhen, there’s no mention of dragons in The Great Clash,” I say frowning.

And Tony keeps the spoon he was using to eat on the table as they concentrated knowing that the king must be talking about the chaos books. "Do you know anything about it please?" Minsk asked as the king smiles deadly and take a cut of meat from his plate of food and chew for a few seconds. "Talking about the chaos books? I have connections that can get you the 24books of chaos with just 24hrs" The king said as Minsk and Tony stares at each other as Minsk took a fruit there and take a bite. "Then you can consider your job done? But atacking that guy we need to prepare ourselves for that"

She gave me a quick nod, and we both turned to face the next wave. Blake and the Lycan King finally collided. The sound of their clash was something fierce—like two forces of nature going head to head. They moved so fast, it was hard to keep track. Claws ripping through the air, teeth snapping, growls so loud they seemed to shake the ground beneath us. But Blake wasn’t backing down, and neither was the King. Around us, Raven’s men were holding their own, fighting with everything they had. Antonio’s pack was strong, but we had trained for this. We were ready.

Clifford cleared his throat as he started the speech. "Thank you everyone for coming. I love you all, and I appreciate you all for putting effort to show up here. I have a very important revelation for all of you. I know I am a bad person, but I hope you all will forgive me after all of this revelation?" Clifford asked. Everyone stared at him as if he spoke in another language. Henry and Mary were the most confused people present at the table. "Let me take you through the revelation from the very start."

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

The prick was hungry for power. "I really commend your...devotion to the supernatural realm, Victor," he smirked. Not missing the sarcasm from the Lycan King. "Thank you, King Alexander." Goddess. Spare me from this idiot. "Council," Alexander paused, waiting for everyone's attention to turn to him. "My friend Lucas, The Dragon King, has resolved the issue. He had dealt with the rogues together with my ground troops. Everyone was eradicated. Our mission now is to find the leaders of these miscreants. And I promised you, on behalf of the Kings, we will find them. And when we do, they will wish they have never been born." He watched his Lycan leader clenched his hands, fighting for control, hi

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

It smelt beautiful; freshly cut grass and honey. The presence next to the large green eyed man terrified Klara, the power and dominance made her want to shrink, become invisible. She hadn’t even seen him, she daren't look but she knew he had to be the King… the bloodthirsty, torturous, greedy King. But she had to swallow those thoughts, her whole life she’d been taught to despise and hate the royal family… they were imposters. She gulped “My King.” She bowed her head and then extended her neck in submission. “I'm sorry I came onto your land… I didn't know where to go.”

So, we walk into the forest; as a group of twelve plus one dragon, we must make a funny sight. The Eden pack wolves begin to howl around us as we get closer, and as we reach the clearing, Darius appears in his human form; he bows to Dylan as he says. "Welcome to Eden Dragon Prince" before he turns to me. "Your Majesty" And then he kneels in front of me, "I am here to serve you, my King." I kneel to face him as I reply, you are my brother, Darius. I want you to stand beside me as we battle together and never to kneel at my feet.