Novel & Cerita Bring Me To Horizon Throne

If I wasn’t mistaken, the elders were just trying to push me into a corner because they didn’t accept me—because I wasn’t born of the current Luna, my stepmother. It wasn’t my fault she couldn’t have children. It was time to show them that I wasn’t going to back down from a fight. I came back for revenge. East End was to the east of Hyperion Heights, and I’d been dreaming of the day I’d finally get it. I needed power and influence to crush my enemies, so if it meant I had to marry a stranger—then fine. Brayden Throne, Lilith, I’m coming for you. "You don’t have to do it…"

Not just the useful spells but she's on my wave length. I walk back in to the common room and stand on a coffee table. I whistle, getting everyone's attention. "Tomorrow at sundown we will make our way to the vampire realm. We will launch our attack and take back whats mine. Not only mine, but yours. It is all one kingdom now." They all erupt in a cheer. "ALL HAIL THE HYBRID QUEEN" That's what I'm talking about. These wolves no how to hype one another up.

“I am sure.” “Very well.” Selene seemed to rise up higher, and even more ethereal, if that was possible. “I pledge my help. I will send my own white wolf to help you when the time is near. She will come in the form of a daughter of my own kind. She will be unlike any other from your own time. She will be mated to your last son. And she will bare the name of the flowers that you grow here. And together they will become the last Alpha King and Queen to rule these lands. They will both make sacrifices to defeat the darkness. But defeated he will be.” “But surely my eldest son will become the King?” My eyes widen in surprise.

No one had expected to see her in the park house as the Alpha had made it clear that he did not want to see her anymore, not even around the park house. “It is a good time you are here. We are having a celebration. Today makes it twenty years since I ascended the throne” He smiled as they all walked back in. “Congratulations, father. You have indeed been on the throne for a long time.” She smiled. “Yes, I have and you will soon be the next Luna. I cannot wait to see you succeed me, my daughter. You would indeed rule well and right and my people will obey you. You are a good woman and everyone will love you” He smiled.

Azeph came up to stand by everyone’s side looking at her with his soft reassuring smile giving her his support. “I have decided to become the next queen and strive to make this kingdom better for everyone.” She declared, “It’d going to be a grueling path filled with blood and sweat and sometimes it might even be poisonous like today. Are you still willing to walk alongside me despite all this?” She asked. Before answering, her friends did one thing, one act of ultimate submission and trust. They all, in one swoop move, as if orchestrated by the best military demonstration, kneeled before her with their heads down and spoke in one united voice.

I leaned back in my chair, my fingers steepling as I contemplated the implications. "Everything I've been preparing for hinges on this moment, Marcus. Lex thinks he's safe, but he has no idea what's coming." "You're not just talking about crashing the wedding, are you?" Marcus asked, his tone a bit suspicious. "You're planning to take the throne back." "Exactly," I replied, my voice low and steady. "I will bring doom upon that wedding and reclaim what is rightfully mine. And then, I will wed my brother's Luna." Marcus gasped and cleared his throat. It was something he always did whenever he was skeptical about something.

"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.

The man in the throne convulsed, then slumped further, his breathing hitching. The veins on the floor flickered, starting to retract. The House fought back. Cracks spiderwebbed out from the throne, the stone of the dais shuddering. The back of the throne pulsed red, a final, desperate heartbeat, and lines of blood whipped out from it like lashes, trying to reattach to the broken channels. “Top!” I shouted, desperation lacing my voice. “The back! That’s the core—break that and it should—”

The sound of clinking glasses filled the room. “You’re all here! Welcome back, my princess and my lovely grandchildren,” said Vernon with a smile. “I have an important announcement to make regarding my decision to step down from the throne. It gives me great pleasure to congratulate my only grandson, who will take over my position when he comes of age.” He smiled again. “I must say, he possesses an exceptional intellect, surpassing even that of his mother and grandfathers.” They applauded and turned to Agustin, who was simply observing them. Vernon nodded at Agustin and raised his glass.

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.