Chimera Ant King Novels & Stories

“Then we'll fish them out. Good, loyal sires are hard to find these days. They'll be your playthings. You can deal with them whichever way you deem fit.” “It'll be my pleasure, Your Royal Highness,” Seline tittered with a bow. When she straightened, she surveyed the crowd for a flitting moment and bared her fangs. “Long live the Queen!” Samuel screamed, the first to fall down on his knees. Slowly, the whole crowd genuflected to my beautiful queen, while shouting. “Long live the King and Queen!”

We burst into the corridor together, my mind racing. The pack is already in chaos. Warriors pour from their quarters, half-shifted, weapons drawn. Fires blaze at the borders, lighting up the treeline in flickering orange. Then I see them. Creatures crawl out of the shadows with enlongated claws, bodies alien like, shaped like wolves but warped, their bodies too long, eyes glowing an unnatural violet. Dark symbols burn into their fur, pulsing with magic. Witchcraft. My stomach drops. “They’re not attacking randomly,” Antonio shouts from afar, eyes wide with terror. “They’re moving toward the Alpha’s wing!”

Its enormous height and steeply inclined intrata was accused of several deaths of many creatures, werewolves or not, and considered most dangerous of Antarctica. I was met by Beta Maziar and his companies. There were about a thousand of them. Together with my companions, roughly about three thousand werewolves were present here. The others were scattered somewhere else in the territory. Everybody bowed their heads down as a sign of respect to me, their powerful Alpha King. This power should be mine, and mine alone. “Alpha King, your mate had run off that way a few hours ago. She’s with the human hunters that attacked the territory last night.”

she finally asked after she caught her breath, wiping under her eyes carefully so as not to smear the mascara. Her mother huffed, looking away from her as she put away all the makeup and hair accessories. "All I said was that the King requested it because he hasn't found his mate." "He requests it of females who have the possibility to be his mate, not just every unmated female he ever interacts with," she snorted, though she didn't roll her eyes, no matter how badly she wanted to, since her mother was eyeing her in a way that made her feel like a small child again.

I muttered. “You asked why I bought you? well, Amelia… I have purchased you as a breeder, I believe you have inherited some special genes from your father which can only be activated in a male son, so I want you to bore me an heir, I want you to make me a powerful baby and help me secure my throne.” He announced. There was silence between us and then I burst into laughter, trying not to bury my face in the dish. The irony of it all! From a maltreated lost orphan Princess to a Breeder for the Alpha King.

The pup spat the words at the Dragon King. "Indeed your kind had literally fallen from grace. Don't you know that pups aren't allowed to address royals? And did I forget to tell you that Queen Amber is a crone and soon to be the crowned Queen of the witches? And just a friendly reminder, if you don't want your head served as an appetizer to my dragon then don't fucking interrupt me again pup!" The Dragon King sneered. Gasps echoed all around Aric. . . A crone~ Charlie came to Aric's mind at the mention of a crone but he pushed that thought away and focused on the lycans who were hanging on Aidan's every word.

The dusk had painted the sky in hues of orange and purple, a serene backdrop to the day's end. Antonio, known among his kin as the Lycan King, stood at the edge of the forest that bordered the pack's territory, his gaze lost in the horizon's silhouette. Despite his aging frame, he emanated a sense of timeless strength and authority, commanding respect from all who knew him.

“For an elder you have forgotten replacement is a term used on you and not the royal blood. I am a princess and I can't be replaced, even with the birth of another child I will be queen when the time comes and none of you will be able to stop me. So why don't we all sit still and enjoy the ride while it lasts? I may have a deaf wolf but I do have a wolf which is a lycan and equal to you all” Elder Fern swallows his words too scared to voice them out. Unlike her mother, Chimera's voice was fixed and determined. “I heard a little bird whisper to me… your daughter is no fated mate to Uncle Greg. Well, I wonder how she will feel when she gets to know the marriage has been called off?" Elder Fern

Emmett gave a small laugh—and then went quiet. It wasn't a comfortable quiet. It was the kind that filled a room, the kind that told Anna he hadn't come here just to ask about the baby. He sat there, jaw working slightly, eyes somewhere far away, and Anna recognized the look. She'd seen it on people who were deciding whether or not to say something they couldn't take back. "Emmett." she said carefully. He looked up. "Ever heard of a Chimera before?" Something shifted behind Emmett's eyes—a flicker, there and gone. "Of course, Anna. The mythical beast that has two heads, a goat's body and a serpent tail, and breaths flames."

“That's right, Chimpanzees, they are very good at strategizing. They are also reliable at monitoring the situation even though they don't go directly to the field." "Therefore, chimpanzees were highly respected. They are known to be the most in control of the situation.'' Not long after welcoming the Wolf King warmly, Halvir and a few other soldiers started paying attention to the ranks of soldiers behind the Wolf King. They all gasped in astonishment to see the Wolf King coming with around 300 Wolf soldiers. Most of them ranked *Sapphire and *Amethyst was the lowest. Just one *Sapphire aura is very strong. But, here they saw a row of *Sapphires lined up leading the troops. Stunning views an