Chimera Ant King Novels & Stories

The tension was heightened, the weight of the moment almost suffocating. With a voice that held a cruel edge, the king finally spoke, his words cutting through the charged air. "Very well. I, King Alexandros Crimson, the Alpha of the Crimsons pack, shall make you, Melina my legal Breeder, the one who shall bear my heirs," he declared, his voice carrying the weight of finality and confidence.

What fantastical narrative is this? "According to the sorceress's far-sighted visions of the future, the Dark King is not of this world. He is a werewolf from another realm. Should he win the Moon Goddess' battle, he'll gain the power to open a portal to his world, which could unleash catastrophic consequences on our planet. That's why the Dark King must perish at any cost," Howard explained, his resolve clear. "I will not release the antidote, no matter what."

I sighed and popped in one of the empty seats and watched them closely. "Hmm" I cleared my throat loudly and the arguments downed as they turned looked at me. "The Rouge King" I started, spitting at the word King. "And this witch, Mlika," I added them glance at Hilda but she ignored my eyes. "Has been terrorizing our packs and covens, killing our elders and children like nothing but this has to stop!" I said banging my hand on the table and the elders all nodded. "I have the warriors and you have the spells. Together, we can track them and bring them down before any more harm is done. But, we need to work fast" I said and they roared in agreement.

The man with a pure aura said slowly, "They all thought that we were Mantis stalks cicadas, but they didn't know that we Three Spirit Kings are orioles." "Immortal Spirit King, no matter who it is, as long as they enter our tight dragnet, all they have to do is wait for death. I am very confident in the arrangements I have made," Moon Spirit King said with a beaming smile as she looked at Immortal Spirit King.

"I'll kill him even before he starts talking!" "Same thing, I'll not let anyone touch or claim you in my sight,not especially when someone else was kissing you like that!" "Deal!" He smirked. "So start telling me who the heck is Jamie!" He groaned and ruffled his hair sexily. "Jamie is the heir to the witch throne, she's going to become Tue Queen after the Queen mother dies." A tiny voice echoed and I whipped my head to see a very beautiful petite girl coming in. "Are you the one that saved me?"

Zomzom couldn’t remember its name, seeing vague images from the past and trying to remember something very important that would explain what was happening around him. Suddenly, in a flash of enlightenment, a picture began emerging before his eyes like an old puzzle. Jake Eridanus Castro-Firel. The King of Aldenor. He ascended the throne thirty-five years before Reive. The crown went to him, though not by inheritance. The Eridanus genus was a side branch in the royal genealogy tree. However, Jake was lucky. His second cousin died without any children or direct heirs. So, e, the first Eridanus, ascended the throne. He went down in history as Jake the Evil Head.

He's King Argo's grandson? The king's expression immediately morphs into one I can't decipher as he walks up to Kyros, stops in front of him, and grabs his chin, forcing him to look at him before staring into his eyes. I let out a silent prayer, asking God to please not let us die here, as Antonis also swallows hard, pale at the revelation. "You are," the king says, letting go of him. "Why can't I feel your aura? Why do you not have a scent?" The king asks, and Kyros says he's a hybrid, shocking me even more.

Zorien stops ahead, growling there by himself and I choose to answer, returning to the urgency of our delicate predicament. “It’s complicated, but maybe Zorien can explain better,” I say hurriedly as we both begin to walk up to Zorien. I’m holding onto the flower bud and I start to feel an inquisitive pressure peering down on it as we join a vexed Zorien. “Is that a Chimera’s egg?” The King asks, pointing at it studiously. I wear a smile and nod, “It’s a long story to tell- Zorien, do you know where your mother might be?” I get distracted when Zorien turns to me and brings a hand over mine.

This story has been fed to my ears for years, so what the heck am I hearing now? "You know what 'K.S' stands for?" Alpha Hunt goes on. "This is King Silverman. That meant the woman on the floor was the supposed new Luna of the Alpha king, Queen Jade, and the baby was the new pup everyone in the realm was talking about. I opened the locket to confirm my suspicions, and there was a picture of the King standing lovingly with his wife, who was holding a newborn in her arms. Behind the image was a small note that read, 'property of Azalea Silverman.' So now you have it, Azalea Silverman is that Alpha king's daughter." I slump backward as he finishes, and the room falls silent.

"Have you seen their grand king yet?" Erin asked Ham, another slave working beside her. Their voices were hushed, but Emeriel's ears perked up at the mention of the king. "No," Ham shook her head, her hand deftly unearthing a stubborn weed. "But I am curious to see him. The rumors I've heard about him since I was a youngling kept me far away from his beast form when he was feral. Urekai have a wealth of legends, and for thousands of years, they've been regarded as one of the strongest species. This grand king was nearly in every tale."