Aegon The Conqueror Book Novels & Stories

" Aviana will shove my ass right now." He sighed in relief. "Yeah, the cruel, ruthless, bastard CEO is afraid to Aviana." He teased and I threw a pillow on him. "What the fuck!" "I am going to get my suitcase so we can go." I declared rudely, picking up my coffee on the table. I took a sip while walking to my room. Ava is different. A big difference from the girls I met. I am Blake Adam Ecollin one of the youngest billionaires with one motto. -I only fuck a girl once-

Conqueror... A title only meant for people who strive to reclaim the lands from the monsters to humanity. The Conquerors are one of humanity's hope including the adventurers. Conquerors command the people to their glory to reclaim the lands. No Conqueror could have achieved the feat of conquering the lands on their own without an army and no people can achieve conquering the lands even with superior numbers without the lead of a Conqueror. The way to gain the title is by achieving great feats in countless battles and polishing your skills. Harder than being an adventurer could do.

Nelly asked, sitting up straight as she adjustes herself. "Luna. My name is Ganjai. I am Luthan's aunt. I came from the blue tail pack as I heard my nephew had been killed. I am his mother's last sister. I am the family healer. I am here to bring your mate back to life. You had gone into show and entered a comma. I saved you" she answered as Nelly watched the elderly woman give her a mid-bow. Nelly nodded as she held her chest and also gave the elder woman a mid-bow while she sat. She cleared her throat and sat comfortably beside her husband, "Thank you Ganjai. I am utmostly grateful. I and my husband. We are both grateful"

Terribly wrong. "He's changed," Siron whispered, more to himself. "Since the tomb... he's fighting something inside him." Kit took a deep breath. "You said your mother told you to look for records. We brought this book." He produced a thick book he had managed to grab from the shelf before fleeing. Its cover was worn brown, inscribed with Gothic letters: Die Verlorenen Chroniken von Aethelford (The Lost Chronicles of Aethelford). The Self-Falling Book. When the hands chased them, this book had slid from the high shelf and fallen right in front of Siron's feet, as if pointing to itself.

From the records on Avalor's Kingdom to the ancient legends of the land. "The legend of the Dulein Fairy magic Kingdom," she read on the covers, "The first ancient alliance, The Hidden Magic..." The books passed her fingers till she reached one large red book with golden letters in the front. "The Journey of the Ancient Dragon." The first page was a detailed map of the land of Cretia, the world they inhabited. Filled with three main races, dragons, witches, and fairies.

I hold on to the wall to keep myself from falling as my knees buckle. I breathe heavily as my body convulsed from the crushing orgasm. What was that? Was it because that was my first one in a couple of days? Or is it because I was thinking of Hunter? I sigh. I want him. I can ignore every other thing he makes me feel except that. I want him more than I have ever wanted any other man, which sucks because he keeps refusing me.

Her throne was not a chair in a boardroom, but a command console in a laboratory buried three hundred feet beneath the Nevada desert, the official headquarters of the 'Aegis Project'. The F-01's terrifying rampage, the existence of werewolves, the sight of Jack's supernatural power—these things had not broken her; they had ignited a cold, furious fire within her. Her world had been cracked open, revealing a new, terrifying layer of reality governed by teeth and claws, not contracts and bylaws. And Catherine's response to a new paradigm was always the same: analyze it, understand it, master it, and, if necessary, build a weapon to destroy it.

​The Aegis was a marvel of naval engineering, a three-hundred-foot testament to the Montgomery family’s belief that they were untouchable. As it sliced through the Atlantic, twenty miles off the coast of Montauk, it hummed with the quiet, expensive power of a private city. Inside the main salon, the air was a haze of expensive cigar smoke and the crisp, ozone scent of high-end air conditioning.

Robin replied getting very curious about what was so special about this The Conquest List. "The Conquest List is a game Evans, Joe, Miller and I play every six months. We tabulate the number of girls we have slept with in the last six months and the person with the highest number gets to win whatever he wants. We also bet on girls and how long it would take to bed them." "What? You're so disgusting. How could you be playing such a disgusting game? Who owns this avatar called AXY?" Robin frowned, feeling sick after hearing what he said.

I plop down on the sofa when I didn't find anything appealing to read in his bookshelf. “Didn't find anything appealing?" He asked. I rest my head back. “Yeah. You have boring books." I mutter. I should leave. I will be getting bored and nothing else. “What type of books do you like?" He asked. I look at him with my head resting back. “Fiction." I answered. He grabs his phone and calls someone. “John, I want you to get a bunch of the latest fiction books and the most famous one as soon as possible. And remove the books from my bookshelf to arrange those in it."