Air To The Throne Mga Nobela at Kwento

Yes! "So why are you insisting on joining with me and not Avril?" The air shimmered with magical energy, and I braced myself for the revelation that would expose the treasonous plot. The stage was set, the words had been spoken, and now we awaited the unravelling truth. "My son to be the next ruler on the throne. With the aid of the Council, Aurora will no longer be Queen. With the breached border issues and the fact that under her reign, she has allowed two of her children to become tarnished with the stigma of mating with those disgusting mutts."

On the day my fiancé, Raphael Moretti, and I were supposed to get our marriage license at city hall, I dressed with care. But by noon, he still hadn't shown up. Aurelia De Luca video-called me. "Sofia, where are you? Raphael's been waiting for you all day." Panic hit me. "Weren't we signing in Palermo?" Aurelia frowned. "It's Taormina, Sofia. Everyone's been waiting for a long time." I drove straight to Taormina. When I arrived, no one was there. When the video connected, Aurelia was crouched on the ground, laughing hard. "Sofia, don't tell me you actually went. We're already on Lipari. Raphael's setting up the wedding venue to surprise you." I left my car at the port and took a boat to Lipa

The door opened on her side, and she quickly stuffed the papers into her bag as Alexander extended his hand. "Isn't this a bit much?" she whispered as she took his hand, trying to ignore how warm his palm felt against hers. "Isn't this a bit much?" Isabella hissed as she stepped out, smoothing her navy dress. “Darling, we're about to convince my family that you've somehow managed to reform the infamous Alexander Elysian. We need to be disgustingly in love.” His fingers wrapped around hers before she could pull away, and Isabella reminded herself this was all part of the show.

When was he able to force himself to break her spell? His life started with her but unfortunately, it never ended with her. "Doesn't the throne holds power?" She murmured "It does. But the real power lies in the one conquering it. It is the myth of the throne." He said as the event once again portrayed in his eyes. Unknowingly, the fear provoked in his heart as his grip on Astraea tightened a little. He could see her house now. It would only be a moment after which his night would end. He was pathetic, he knew that.

I replied watching as both doors to the throne room are opened by a pair of smartly dressed butlers, the light and atmosphere so bright it could be intimidating, but I didn’t even flinch. It was finally, time for this outcast to reclaim her throne.

he roared. After calling dozens of times with no response, the frustrated Henry threw his phone to the ground, shattering it. He approached the guards and barked, "I'm an Alpha! I order you to open this door, or there will be consequences!" This threat had no effect on the guards. The banquet hall belonged to the Alpha King, and holding a mating ceremony here required paying a hefty fee. Not only that, but it also needed the Alpha King's approval. That was why so many Alphas desperately wanted to hold their ceremonies at this place. It was a symbol of wealth and power. It also meant their bond had been blessed by the Alpha King.

"They need a real Queen. Someone stunning. Someone with elite education and perfect pack pedigree. When they see you, they will toss that pathetic human straight into the streets. You are going to rule this pack, Clara." "Well, when you put it like that," she laughed lightly, clearly enjoying the idea. "I suppose I should wear the red dress you bought me." "Wear the red one," he agreed. "Get some sleep on the flight. I will see you tomorrow." Hanging up the phone, Thorne tossed it onto the seat next to him. He felt incredibly smug. While the rest of the council was panicking over dead guards and old women's prophecies, he was quietly positioning his own bloodline for the throne.

He knelt on one knee before me on the day of his victorious return and announced me as the tribe's queen. The others all knelt and bowed in allegiance. I smiled and told Sean to rise. Then, I declared in public that I would never take another mate; I would only have Sean alone. He was instantly so touched that his golden eyes turned red with sentiment. "You don't have to do that, Lynn," he said. "Hush, Sean. Listen to me. You are enough in this life," I said. 'Well, duh. I'm not foolish enough to take on more mates and tire myself out,' I thought.

Sarah suddenly felt a lump in her throat; she wanted to cry. Big Brother Ethan remembered everything—she had clearly just mentioned it in passing back in middle school… And those other two strangers—they actually… they actually agreed too… Sarah felt her eyes well up; the happiness of being cherished and cared for gradually blurred her vision. A hand brushed across Sarah’s eyes. Adrian stood before her, his eyes crinkled in a smile. “Don’t cry. A little bride with a runny nose isn’t pretty.” Sarah threw a playful punch at Adrian’s chest. “Get lost!”

"I was raised to rule this country, Lord Theodor. From the moment I opened my eyes for the first time, there was one role that I was supposed to do, and that was to learn how to become queen. I am not worried about my ability to take on that role, in fact, It would be an insult to his majesty who had been teaching me for so long to say that I can take it on. Of course, I still have much to learn but I am confident in my abilities. All that I am saying is that I am confident about my cousin's abilities too, and I have faith in his concern for the good of our country. which is why I think that this battle is meaningless," "It is meaningless because you are the rightful heir to the throne, Elin