Conquest: First Blood Novels & Stories

The woman was pulling my legs. “Thank you. We may proceed now” Duchin smiles and gets to business. “We begin with the first Uprising of Aspena. The Clover Rebellion”

They can sense the turning tide, but their pride will not allow surrender. Reacting on instinct, I lunge forward, sinking my fangs into the creature’s neck. Blood spurts into my mouth, the taste bitter and foul. But I continue to try to drain the beast. My insatiable thirst for blood takes over. The creature thrashes beneath me, its arms thrash through the air as it tries to push me off. With a roar, I pull back, ready to tear out its throat, so I can end this once and for all. I move in for the kill, but before I can strike the final blow, the grotesque figure disappears into thin air. I lie alone on the grass, panting and sweating. Quinn stands above me, waiting for the creature to reappea

I guess we both knew and did not need to talk about it since we were already together. Desiree's words had given me strength, and I told Kyle to start gathering moons, that were willing to come with us. We needed medical healers, engineers, farmers and warriors. We had three hundred bloods that wanted to leave. Amongst them were Nickson and Donovan. I could understand Donovan's reasons. Alice was his life, and my father took that away from him, but the rest of them just wanted to have a normal pack. None of the monarchy nonsense. I knew we could achieve it. I had told them we would be including moons already. After my father told me he would kill Desiree regardless of the outcome, I told the

Chapter 20 - Bloodstone Amulet In the early days, before the establishment of the royal bloodlines that would come to dominate the werewolf world, the land was a chaotic battleground. Packs clashed constantly, their leaders vying for dominance and control over territories rich with resources and power. It was an era defined by brutal warfare, political intrigue, and a ruthless quest for supremacy. In the midst of this madness, a dark force began to rise, one that would change the course of history and leave a legacy of fear and oppression.

From the shadows beyond the hills, Enzo watched the feed in silence. He smiled. “She just lit the match,” he whispered. “Now let’s see how long before she burns.” The storm rolled over Sicily like a warning drum. And the first true war of the new Blood Kingdom began.

Conqueror... A title only meant for people who strive to reclaim the lands from the monsters to humanity. The Conquerors are one of humanity's hope including the adventurers. Conquerors command the people to their glory to reclaim the lands. No Conqueror could have achieved the feat of conquering the lands on their own without an army and no people can achieve conquering the lands even with superior numbers without the lead of a Conqueror. The way to gain the title is by achieving great feats in countless battles and polishing your skills. Harder than being an adventurer could do.

The first arrow of the war flew through the air. And the battle for the Blood Alpha had finally begun.

“Agreed, Xander.” The dispute turned out to be about the sovereignty of Larch itself. If he remembered rightly, courtesy of Eithne, Connor Mac Neill had wooed Ava before returning to that particular kingdom as a conqueror. They actually hailed from elsewhere. Why was this so important to Frederick’s lot? It turned out some of the mercenaries among them were proud Larch men. The last thing he needed was an internal war.

The chessboard is live, and every piece, every move, every shadow, is under my control. I breathe in slowly, exhale. The night hums around me, the city alive with ordinary life that is anything but ordinary now. And I smile, sharp and small, the kind that promises inevitability. “Let’s see how they handle it,” I whisper to myself, and I know the countdown has begun. I’ve positioned my pieces, mapped the streets, infiltrated the lives. There’s no going back now. The settlement is my arena. And the war is already inside.

Janice had a bad feeling about this. Her hands shook as she ran out of the bridal suite. As soon as she looked up, she saw it—the giant screen that was supposed to be playing a beautiful wedding montage now showed photos of her in bed with Bruce! Bruce, dressed in a white tuxedo, was shouting hysterically. "Turn it off! Turn the video off! Turn it off now!" But no matter how hard he jabbed at the remote, the screen didn't respond at all. It just kept looping those explicit clips and photos.