Bring Me To Horizon Throne Novels & Stories

They were bruised, their spirits frayed by the encounter with their own shadows. "She’s right," I whispered, looking at the central spire. "The throne is a vacuum. It wants me to give up everything that makes me human so I can become a perfect vessel for the dark." Thane walked over to me, his face bloody but his eyes burning with a fierce, stubborn light. He grabbed my hand—the one with the violet veins—and laced his fingers through mine. "Then don't be a vessel," he said. "Be an anchor. If the throne wants to pull you into the Abyss, let it try. We are the ones holding the rope."

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.

The throne was never truly within his reach. The hall held its breath as I lifted the circlet. I stepped toward the princes. Before I could place it in anyone’s hands, Ethan suddenly strode forward and dropped to one knee. “Your Majesty,” he said, voice ringing clear through the chamber, “I beg you to release me from this honor. My heart already belongs to another.” He turned slightly, reaching toward Ava without touching her. “Lady Ava Miller is the woman I love,” he continued without hesitation. “Our devotion is neither fleeting nor shallow. No one but her will ever be my wife.”

A look of ecstasy appeared on their faces. “Take these away. If the Drakonia Royal Court wants them back, they'll have to give me something satisfactory in return," Frederick said to Phoenix. Three Horizon 17s were worth a lot of money. Even for the Drakonia Royal Court, losing three Horizon 17s in one go was hard to accept. “If you do this, the Drakonia Royal Court will stop at nothing to destroy you!" First Warlord threatened.

I explain in a rush. “I really don’t think now is the time for that, Z,” they argue. “Now is the only time! Do it!” Looking taken aback by my tone, they raise their hand, snapping their fingers as their eyes glow vividly. “There, happy now?” I grab Oshmin’s arm and quickly teleport to Gabriella’s body, placing a hand on her and transporting the three of us to the undersea throne room in Atlesper. I look around to see the old throne room has been completely cleared of water like an air pocket, as King Sebastian and Queen Lemuel stand mere feet away, using the wall of water separating us from the sea as a window to observe the battle ongoing at Invictus.

Spectators filled the stands in thousands—nobles, warriors, emissaries, and priests from all three empires. Solaris banners crackled with golden flames. Lunaris banners rippled like liquid silver. Noctis banners billowed like dark, living smoke. A gilded platform hovered above the center, holding the Three Thrones: —The Sun Throne of Solaris —The Moon Throne of Lunaris —The Night Throne of Noctis Three rulers sat there, watching. A ripple of whispers spread as Alessia stepped into the light. “There she is!” “The dual heir!” “The prophecy child!” “She looks so young!”

His Highness had sent word to him a few days ago that he'd be arriving in a week's time to gather the academy's best as well as strongest fighters. "Yes, we'll take them based on ranking but make it quick, I can't stay here for long." Dane nodded in understanding before leaving the room to tell one of his subordinates to get started on the announcement to the students. When Dane left the room, Lucian turned to Llewellyn and spoke, "More and more people are starting to believe the throne has been corrupted." "If anyone outside the people who already know, should find out about her being the successor," Llewellyn glanced at Katherine briefly before continuing, "Not only will they refuse to be

Ghtraht's loud voice echoed in the clearing as he spoke: “Brothers and sisters, I give you Shieena, the heroine of Zanestor. She, who together with the Sunbringer killed our most hated enemy, the dwarf king. She, who made the new dwarven queen tremble before her. She, who forced that same queen to release all our people from their prisons. She, who brought us victory with the heart of a warrior. Goblins, I present to you my future wife, Shieena the Victorious. Through her I give you my future children, whose blood will be the blood of legends. The blood of warriors!” The audience went crazy. They screamed their names, applauded and cheered. That night they served food in every tavern and eve

I ask her as my form instantly changes back to a God, thankfully we are at a secluded area. "But to try and bring back king Orrin." And I hope I clearly hear her wrong.

Him dying in peace and going to hell that befits him pays off that him been stabbed and stoned to death on the very spot of his sickbed where he lies. "D, once we are able to urge them to go back to their respective homes and leave the fight for another day, we should go help Mother to pack the luggages back to our new home. They can have the throne since lastest tonight, Father will be gone."I quickly quipped and he nodded in understanding. Snapping my head to face the uproar, I was alarmed when I almost slammed my face into one of them bulky chest. Crap, thank my luck. "Get away from the door kids! We are here to see the most worstest and cruel Alpha we have ever let on the throne."One fro