Novel & Cerita A Kingdom Of Flesh And Fire Book

In a brutal fantasy world where power is measured by dominance and desire, King Torvald rules with an iron fist and an insatiable hunger for the biggest, thickest cocks in the realm. Whether raiding enemy camps, claiming conquered warriors, or venturing into forbidden territories, Torvald takes what he wants... on his throne, in the battlefield, or deep in ancient ruins. When no worthy cock is near, he hunts for the legendary “Titan’s Gift,” the largest and most powerful cock ever rumored to exist. Raw, merciless, and dripping with lust, this is a story of a king who would burn kingdoms for the perfect fuck.

The luxurious, pristine white manor was now shrouded in thick smoke as it was engulfed by flames. I threw away the key, tore off the necklace around my neck, and threw it into the fire. Then, listening to the roaring flames behind me, I left the villa where I had grown up. I thought, 'Atlas, let's never meet again.'

PROLOGUE – EXTENDED Title: What the Fire Forgot Book Two: Throne of Fire & Favors: Loyalty Is a Loaded Gun Time: 4 Months After Naomi Raines' Death Location: Valeburn City, Southside Block, Navarro-District Border Weather: Overcast with the smell of distant smoke and oil; a light wind rustles charred flyers across blood-washed pavement Soundscape: Buzzing streetlamps, the soft clink of bottles, low whimpers from alley shadows, and sirens like lullabies for broken cities

She held my hand, urging His Majesty to bring my marriage forward because she feared I would regret this. His Majesty looked pleased, too. He and my husband-to-be, Gideon Swain, were blood brothers. Naturally, the bond between them was stronger than others. I knew little about Gideon, even in my past life. All I knew was that he had a reputation for being a devil incarnate. He was stationed with the army in Morbeck with the task of guarding the nation's borders and rarely returned to the capital. That was why none of the noble ladies in the capital wanted to marry him.

CHAPTER 1 Daniel together with his comrades stroll the secluded part of the Šaveroii. It is where the illegalities happened. It is said as the black market of the city. The Šaveroii city one of the cities of fireous kingdom. It is the second abundant city among the four cities. Fireous kingdom, is a kingdom of fire elements. These said kingdom kept the legendary fire gemstones. They are choosen as the guardian of the stone.

Soheila said as she sat on her bed. “It's good that I still got 15 books from the library. But who is he? And how did he know I was there?” Soheila stares at the ceiling as she remembers how the old man also know that she was at the bookshelf where books are about the world. Soheila shooked her head. “Agh! Never mind, I should just read.” She took one thick book from her spirit ring. “The Sidee Kingdom was created by a King who was the strongest man in this Continent...” Soheila dictates the texts of the books. The first book's topic was the same as the one Soheila read yesterday.

The curtains blew and fell, the wind rustled through the silent chambers, kissing the exposed flesh of two females that quit before kneeling in front of the new masters. God has called beautiful souls once again. *** Mournful air lingered in the study Of King Thales. The stench of burning flesh now reached the confines of the grand study. All the binds were shut tight, still, it managed to seep past the little cracks and settled in the corners heavily. They must have burnt villages after villages because it was hard to find fresh air. But the princess of fallen kingdom sat unfazed.

Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and began: " Dreams are fantasies Fantasies which will never come true, They all lie in ashes When morning comes in view! Fallen in love with a prince, I dreamt one day. He wore the white fustanella And was always happy and gay. His crown of palm leaves Glittered in the morning sun. He rode Bucaphelis, Nobody did he shun. One day we met in the garden of Kaleen. Handsome he was and impavid His smile was dimpled and his eyes cerulean He resembled love god Cupid! In his arms, I was carried to his palace, He laid me upon his rose spread bed. We talked and laughed till the sun went down. ' you will be my queen', at last, he said. Alas! It was a dream