Final Battle Lion King Novels & Stories

She smiled brightly as a sense of adventure engulfed her heart. "Could I meet a lion?" she thought to herself. She wanted to meet a lion, the king lion. She wanted to subdue it by showing that she doesn't fear him. She was trained in fighting wild beasts, all sorts of animals and humans. She had won against a tiger, liger but never a lion. Because she never got the chance to fight it. She jumped on the closest branch of the nearest tree and climbed up even higher. She crossed the canopy and looked at the scene in front of her.

A small crowd had already gathered. “The lions are out,” someone whispered. Axel pressed himself against the glass immediately, eyes wide. “There,” Adrian leaned slightly, pointing. “See that one? That’s the male.” Axel nodded quickly, his fingers moving fast on his screen before shoving it toward Adrian. “That’s supposed to be the king of the jungle?” He tilted head, unimpressed “He looks lazy.” Adrian let out a quiet chuckle. "That's because he doesn't need to prove anything. He's already the king."

Her face was so delighted. “Are you sure?” She asked. Her reaction made Juviana’s mouth bitter. As usual, Miley was dense. ”My friend.” Juviana took a deep breath and braced herself. “Do you know who it is?” She politely gestured at Ibrahim. Her lips stiffed, watching Ibrahim with interest. “The lion king. King Ibrahim.” Juviana nodded her head, unsure. “Do you know who he is?” “... King Ali. Wingsman king.” Miley felt awkward. Something caught in her brain.

His lips twitched as he stared at their reflection. She looked like a lioness, injured, yet brave, ready to roar and lunge at the enemy but unfortunately, the enemy was the lion. The King. Even if she tried to, she couldn’t beat him. “Speak, my pet.” He drawled, “Or do you want me to cut whatever is left of your hair, huh?” He feigned, looking around, “I think I have clippers somewhere here.” Sick satisfaction ran through him at the look of utter terror that covered her expression for a moment before she spat, “Thank you.”

“Oh no, my friend, you’re not merely big. You’re huge. I don't think they're used to seeing almost seven feet of pure muscle with hair like yours.” Alyx glanced at the image of Earth. Maybe he should go there and see if his lion was attracted to any of the humans. “Comes with the territory. I'm a lion.” “You're more than just a lion. You’re the king. Unfortunately, being king also means you're hardheaded and not willing to compromise, but you will for Gerri. She's coming, and you're going to need to make sure she helps you.”

Elder Aloha Theron was also lost in the fight,and the entire Kingdom mourned not just for his death, but for the death of every single person and warrior that had sacrificed thier life for the greater good. There were mourning days for the fallen wolves, one that the entire Kingdom did in respect for them. And afterwards, the crowning ceremony took place in which my mate, Alexander Malakai was crowned King at long last, and beside him, I was pledged Queen and Luna. He kept to his words, and after the crowning and all, took me to go and see my parents. But even having the position of the Queen does not seem to wipe out their hatred for me, but I got the closure I needed. Besides, I tried to u

"The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it." Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. "I'll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we'll bow and I'll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet." His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn's mammoth head lowered to avoid it. "Yeah make us," Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.

He’s dead now. “You!” He points to a fox shifter. “You’re up next. Try to do better than your friend.” He says as if we’re all related or friendly. Shifters don’t generally mingle outside of our own. The fox lasts a little bit longer than the coyote, but he still gets killed. The last shifter is taken leaving only me and the tiger. I’ve been sniffing the air, but I can’t place the scent. “It’s a pride of lions.” Shere Khan says. His nose lifts in the air. “If I had to guess, I’d say it’s a pride with brothers as the males.” He looks at me meaningfully. “We each get to fight a male lion.”

Sudnik and his hybrids. If the king and his subjects felt she was ridiculously loud, they said nothing as she deliberately bellowed out, “I said that I don’t want to fight. I just want to go home!” Myriana roared. “You made a fool of yourself and risked being court-martialed over a tiny bug who doesn’t even want you.!” “Watch who you call a bug, bitch,” Chloe hissed. Her green eyes were ablaze with anger as she glowered at Myriana.

He gestured to his sweater and pajama trousers. "Didn't you watch The Lion King? Of course, you didn't, you were probably taking piano lessons and learning German, Scar is a lion, he's King Mufasa's brother, and he is a cruel, cunning animal. A predator, if I do say so myself. He killed his brother and wanted to take over the jungle but luckily Simba, King Mufasa's son became the king." I watched his reaction to see if he would be pissed at the nickname but he wasn't. Oddly, it seemed like the name pleased him.