Aedion Throne Of Glass Novels & Stories

Throne said he tried to reason with Adam. “This is for my mother and sister” Adam said, pulling Throne eyes from their socket as Thorne’ screams filled the room, Adam discarded his eyeballs to the ground as he looked up to Shadow, “Thank you” Adam said before staggering back to his former position. “You don’t deserve such a quick death after all you have done but the sight of you is making me sick so I bid you farewell Thorne and I hope you burn in hell” Adrian smiled evilly as his hand went through Thorne’s chest pulling his heart out and crushing it, Thorne dead body fell to the ground as the throne room went quiet, Stephen had gotten control of himself the red aura around him disappearing

~Omniscient POV The throne room of Obsidian was steeped in restless quiet. Shadows clung to the corners, cast by the low-burning fire that flickered in the hearth. Outside, clouds drifted across the moon, casting ever-shifting light through the tall stained glass windows. Aeron paced. His boots echoed across the stone floor as he turned, jaw clenched, brows furrowed in thought. “There must be a way to get her back,” he muttered.

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

“I’m right here.” I pulled my hand away before he could touch me. “I, Elara Thorne,” I began. The name Thorne hit the crowd like a physical blow. I heard gasps everywhere. Rowan went pale, his jaw dropping. “Elara Thorne?” Aiden whispered, confused. “What are you talking about?” I ignored him and continued, my voice growing stronger. “Rightful heir of the Nightshade Pack and daughter of the true King, hereby reject Aiden Blackwood as my fated mate.”

And that’s what she wants " a voice echoed from the shadows of the machinery. Queen Valerius—. The thing that wore her shape—glided out from behind a huge brass pillar. Her white silk dress was shredded, revealing a body made of condensed, shifting shadow-matter that bled directly into the floor. Her face was a shifting void. Her laughter was clear, vibrating with the collective hunger of the Void-Eater. "The Council thought they were using her to power their paradise " Valerius hissed, her shadow-tendrils wrapping around the base of the pendulum's housing. ". They merely built a prettier cage. When I shatter the glass the Weaver’s grief will ripple outward. The Capital will turn to ash. The

Here it is comrades; caged again was the princess. Call me Elena Brown, daughter of Alpha Brown ruling Dawn Moon Pack. I'm a princess, caged in the webs of my father till only the goddess knows. He doesn't want a daughter who screams dirty. He does not welcome his only daughter, who happened to be a princess but doesn't live like it dressing Omega-like; stinking, dirty and unkept. I manoeuvre my way all round my spacious, magnificent bedroom. Everything adorning my room screams wealth. The tilted floor; clean and sparkling. Laying before my eyes was a royal queen sized bed, comfy and spacious.

Even I held my breath. The entire room was dark. There were only two big candles lit, on either side of the two thrones. One was currently occupied. Adrian sat on his throne, his crown atop his head and he was dressed in a fully black suit with light blue details. He looked more serious than ever. His face was set in a stoic expression and he looked straight ahead, not even at me. The throne next to his was empty. There was a small crown in the seat, adorned with light blue diamonds.

The throne room was adorned with silver and blue in lovely decorations. Blue Silks, white flowers, and Fionn’s new crown was even a literal silver-diamond and the most gorgeous sapphire. No doubt a gift from the Alpha King and the witnessing neighbor Alphas. The throne was made of marble. The roof, just like the Winter Castle’s and this pack's dining hall, was made of glass—visible to the winter night sky. The interior of the throne room was snowing gently but the snow never touched the ground. A light, cool breeze greeted all the attendees. The crescent moon above seemed to smile down at us.