Fanfic Overlord Novels & Stories

“Do you even know how crazy that is? I could get killed coming at him like that. I don’t have the strength to do anything to him. He’s an alpha.” “A true alpha has the strength of a thousand wolves, a fake one like your uncle who has no business staying on that throne has the strength of a hundred. Do you even see how much of a gap that is? You can take him and win.” “By right, he’s the one who should be on that throne after my father.” “Yes he should, but not when he orchestrated your parents death. Even with the mountains of guards there, your parents were still killed. Do you think that if they have the opportunity to do that to you, they won’t do it?

|HER POV| We stayed in the study room for two hours after he finished. Not talking. Working — or performing working, which was what it was. My notebook was open and my pen was moving but I was not writing seminar notes. I was writing in the shorthand I used when something was too large to feel all at once and needed to be organized before it could be experienced. Virellion Dominion. Wolf world. Behind the seam. Father's disappearance — not accidental. Greyveil Accord.

Councils must be managed, alliances strengthened, laws reformed. But within her, if ancient magic has fulfilled its purpose, grows something that transcends all those concerns – heir to my throne, yes, but more importantly, living embodiment of our bond. A miracle created from two wolves who found each other against all odds, all traditions, all expectations. Whatever challenges await, one thing remains absolutely certain – nothing in this world or beyond will threaten what we've created together. Not while I draw breath. Not while I reign as Lycan King. Not while she remains, now and forever, my mate, my queen, my heart.