Finan Last Kingdom Novels & Stories

I confess to the beautiful Elizabeth. She looks at me silently contemplating what I am about to show her. I take a deep breath. "The last one?" she asks full of longing. I growl. "Please don't run away because of what you are about to see" I plead with her as I induce my body to the force of the transformation. My bones break and fur starts to come out of my skin, I growl as I feel all the pain coursing through me, the sound of my bones breaking echoing in the place where previously animals were singing.

He screamed in pure agony as his skin melted before his eyes, and I sat on the throne, smiling at his pain. “Anybody else have something to say?” I asked, smiling at them as the smell of burnt flesh went up everybody’s nose. They all kept quiet; no words came from them, including Jorge. “You send the bodies to their families and seize all the properties they own,” I said, and another gasp rang, but this time it was very low. Well, Jose and Darius are the kingdom treasurers. They are greedy and always extort from the kingdom. I tried to take them down and expose them years ago, but I had no proof of their activities, and Selene was blind to everything they did. Now they have finally paid for

However, I couldn’t go into the battle with my mind lost in thoughts of her, them, and my mistakes. Luckily, Ghost seemed willing to agree and didn’t pester me over the issues either. At the last minute, King Fredic arrived, claiming he would support us. He is Diandra’s father and the king of their kingdom. Together, it was easy to wipe out the rogue army, too easy, and I regretted that as the battle kept Harlyn and everything else in my mind at bay. As soon as the last one fell, everything came flooding back. Everyone was singing praise as we looked at the disassembled bodies of those who had successfully passed our first line of defence.

"You will not question Kate's integrity in my presence." Kate, noticing the tension, held Leonardo's arm affectionately, “baby please don't..” Kate attempted to say but was cut off by Namiro's hysterical laughter. Namiro's laughter echoed through the room, a harsh, mocking sound that made Kate's glare deepen. "I, Namiro King, am not in support of this fake bitch being your girlfriend, and you can..." Namiro's words trailed off as Leonardo slammed his hand on the table, his face red with rage.

"I crown Princess Damontry Gerald XII, the last king of the line of Elgara as queen of the lower kingdom, queen of the kingdoms of Elgara, may God bless our new queen." Finishing his words, he had placed a giant crown decorated with precious stones and flowers over Damemont's head in sync, so the arena exploded with cheers and screams, and the sound of music and shouting in the name of the Queen rose until he reached the sky. Some flower petals fell over Damemont's head, causing her to giggle. "Bow to the Queen." The priest said before bowing in turn and the rest of the clergy followed him. Damontry beckoned at the thousands of people below who bowed in sync until it seemed like a fantasy t

Grounded. “I don’t have a speech,” he said easily. “If that disappoints you, blame my parents.” Laughter again. “But I promise this,” he continued, voice steady now. “I will protect this kingdom. Not because it’s my duty, but because it’s my home.” Someone howled. Others joined. I nodded. “Crown Prince Finn of Silverfang.” The crown settled on his head properly this time. He didn’t bow. He just grinned. “Fia.”

Then the King's eyes opened. Blue. Brilliant. Alive. For one final moment. The Last King had returned. Then his voice echoed softly. No longer thunder. No longer power. Just peace. "Thomas." Thomas stepped forward. Immediately. Then: "My king." The King smiled. Then: "No." Pause. Then: "Your kingdom." The words hit hard. Very hard. Then the King looked at Samuel. Then at Lily. Then at everyone. Then: "You have done what I could not." Silence.

Before I lost consciousness, I saw no trace of panic in their gazes—only icy disdain and irritation at being interrupted. Jennifer even turned away entirely, as if the sight of me was outright filthy. With my last shred of strength, I took the cold moonstone token from my pocket and crushed it. A barely perceptible crimson light burst from the token before vanishing instantly into the air. I faced those three demons and mustered every ounce of my remaining power to utter my final words, "The Elder Council won't let you get away with this… You are… murdering a pup…"

“Harder,” I moaned and breathed hard, my fingers locked in Jörgen’s hair as he drove into me against the cold stone wall of the old storage room. The air smelled of dust and his sweat. Every thrust scraped my back against the rough surface. I was soaked, shaking, trying to stay quiet while the rest of the pack house slept two corridors away. His mouth was at my neck, teeth grazing, one hand pinned my wrist above my head. I could feel how close he was; tight, controlled, the way he always got right before he finished. “Ughh, fuck! You’re mine,” he growled against my skin. “Say it!” “Yours.” The word came out broken. "I'm yours Jörgen." I meant it that night. I had meant it fo

A beast from the depths that outlasted all of us, Rylan's last weapon and the kingdom's destiny was not reliant on the battle. With a grumbling voice, Vivian proceeded to say, "It's time, Fabian. "You're our last hope. Your destiny in the kingdom is now yours to determine.