Divine King Of Honour Novels & Stories

The blade in Circe's hand stopped in midair. Her whole body went rigid. I knelt on the red carpet and, backlit, saw three figures stride in through the shattered doorway. The man at the front wore a robe of black and gold, his silver-white hair falling past his shoulders, his eyes holding a whole tilting star sea inside them. It was my eldest brother. Theron. Heir to the Divine Court, the next King of the Gods. I opened my mouth, but my throat felt blocked. His gaze crossed the wreckage and landed on me: my swollen cheek, the water-chain welt at my throat, my torn palms, and Orson lying beside the cold-iron platform, almost lifeless. Only then did my tears finally fall.

And I told them word for word how the king described Drakon's possible end if he tried it again. The fear on their frozen faces would have been comical if it wasn't so valid. "I think—" Diane began, "we sometimes forget why he's also called the Infamous Hybrid King. 'Hybrid' and also a 'King,' Cassia. Just a regular vampire is crazy enough, then throw in a random werewolf, and we humans don't stand a chance."

' Arsenio cursed in his heart and felt anxious at the same time. How not to worry? It turns out that the enemy he will face has a lot of Action Points and Victory Points. So far, the people Arsenio met didn't have that many points. "Father." Felix briefly hugged the shaved-headed man. Even though his appearance is not cool, it is even considered mediocre. Shaved head and pot belly. However, he had the highest position and was the most influential person in the Black organization. Yes, his name is Keenan Matthew. However, people know him better by the name King.

“That’s no man of God. He’s a liar, a deceiver! "With all due respect sisters. That person you are protecting is not a servant of a god! How can a devoted priest covet another woman? A married woman with a child!" Richard replied. “No!” Khana’s voice broke through, trembling with fear and desperation. Tears welled in her eyes, spilling over as she shook her head. “That’s not true, Richard. You’re wrong! Henry has done nothing wrong!” "We do not tolerate such accusations. You've got it all wrong young man. I must say you're a violent person," Sister Dina uttered with a calm face and voice.

I hope he can forgive himself for all the people he killed. "What about the deaths?" I ask carefully. "What deaths?" "The people you killed?" "Kerris, I am Divine Judgment. I'm the King. Blotting out evil from these lands is my responsibility. Everyone I've ever killed are all evil." "During the war, too? I heard our people died by your hands, too."

His eyes were a deep blue, like the night sky and he carried himself like a man in charge, fitting as he was the king after all. “Father. I would like you to meet Kara Ravenfield or Yarrow. Kara, this is my father Callan Horne, King of the dragons.” I stood up and looked up at the king, giving a respectful bow before holding my hand for him to shake and gripping it firmly while doing so. He looked me up and down, giving me an assessing look before he nodded once and smiled brightly.

scorned by all of divine kind. So when my children’s overwhelming lightning magic went out of control, no one came to help. My babies and I were consumed by that arcane tempest. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night he was shot. The young divine prince Cassius, burning with heat, reached out to me with desperate hunger. But high up on the throne... His father, Theron—the beautiful, ruthless God King who had ruled for centuries—was also losing the battle against his own searing desire.

Davin eyed us both and smiled. "We got word that Kohner is possibly dying and they are looking for his descendents. Apparently there is only one as stated by the human hunter Marwan," Davin said firmly. I glanced over at Ashr and grinned. "Guess your former pet is going to become a king, and love the man who killed his father. How scandalous," I mumbled light heartedly. Davin looked shocked. "That scrawny male stabbed the Demirkan king," he said aghast. I chuckled softly and Ashr elbowed me making me yelp due to his boney ass elbows.

He mumbled, "Perhaps his father and mother planned to kill the Youkai King long ago. God of Thunder Rey de Los Lobos and God of Metal Dragón de Hierro are nonetheless two gods at the top of the heavens, although they do not use their strength to fight every day, their strength is still unlike that of ordinary people. The Youkai King is not strong enough to be their opponent. He used all his strength to block a single blow from the two gods, but his body was seriously injured.

At this thought, he barely managed to calm down. The white old man was the head of the Divine Court, Rijkaard, the Divine King. Different from Sharapova, who was pretty and coquettish, Rijkaard seemed to be shining with the holy light. One would have a feeling of awe from the bottom of his heart when he saw Rijkaard. He was wearing the crown of God, the unique golden royal robe of the Divine King, and holding a short staff. It was God's Attachment, the supreme holy weapon of the Divine Court.