First Wizard King Novels & Stories

Hunter growls in my head as Cole hisses in agreement that if I can find just a small speck of proof the ones involved will pay the consequences and I will not justify ourselves to anyone as I am both the King of Shifters and the King of Vampires making me. KING NATHANIEL! The First Hybrid King! I close my eyes calming myself, Hunter and Cole with the image of our mate lying safely in our arms. Once I'm back in control return my attention back to Noah and say, "I know but whether they like it or not I am their King and my word is final... Unless they think they can challenge me and take my place..." "They would be fools to think that challenging you would be a good idea... So, this proof you

Other kids didn't have to listen to their parent's private affairs. Craig gazed outside the room. "The first King of Kings was the offspring of the Sea Witch Queen and the King of the Northern Pod. They appointed him that role because he was the most powerful King of all the ocean and could manipulate both land and sea. He saved them from disastrous times. His descendants inherited his power." "And, why was my father not a King of Kings?" "Because his father never mated a sorceress." Craig eyed my mother. "Is this necessary?"

He rose. As if sensing this, the Elder's bloodshot eyes landed on Noah with knowledge. He almost shivered but stood tall and passive. The Elder studied him for a moment but not long enough to risk his head. "Accept yourself ksei, as the King of us. The King Of Utrif," he announced. His voice had a certain question in it. Only a few were able to decipher it. But it was obvious he had voiced his discomfort for such a young King—the youngest they ever had—loud and clear. He had dared to question his King.

But when Carl mentioned reign and history, she remembered the hidden treasures of this kingdom and mostly wanted to know if it had any more information about Gabriel that he hadn't revealed. “We rise from the dark and slowly we'll consume the world.” Elsa read the top bold line on the page and saw a picture of a king named David Winston (4,000 years ago died in a battle) “Is Gabriel also Winston? Because this man will be his great-great-grandfather,” Elsa murmured. She started to read and felt the violence was hard to abide by. David Winston was the first Vampire king who won ten kingdoms after defeating the Dragon king Marcus III and the werewolf king Pyrus, the blood hunter.

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

His shoulder touched mine. Orochi reformed on our left, wounded and furious. The first king stood on our right. Three kings. One broken courtyard. No crowns. The first ocean roared below. Raiken looked at Orochi. Then at the first king. “You both want the same thing.” Orochi wiped black blood from his mouth. “Careful.” “You want the world to need you.” The first king’s face hardened. Raiken lifted his sword. “It does not.” The first king attacked first.

But this youngest son is different from his two older brothers. Duke Murdoch and General Accientsy serve their king faithfully, so they are favorites of King Arran. That is why many are jealous of them, especially the corrupt officials whose loyalty is divided between the two sons of the king. Regis Filius Damarion is the eldest son of King Arran. This is the only child of his first wife.

Not until she read the same plot a few times. It says in the book that she had read that the first king of the North Kingdom was the strongest than the three other kings. The first king was also an Array Master and his level was below only to the current king, Luna's father. That means he is a Grade 3 Novice Array Master. That was the reason why the North Kingdom was the number one Kingdom. Also, it grew even stronger when the current king, Claude Mun Amalthea, became a Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master.

But how the fuck was I supposed to name a mate from among these pitiful creatures without walking straight into yet another failure? But Ghere must have read my wave to proceed as the signal to begin the rite, because he stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Ladies, I know the day has been difficult, but I assure you, you are safe here. The King Himself, Casimir Augustus Klane, is here to greet and assess you. Despite our, er, unconventional beginning, I hope you understand that it is a great honor to stand here today. The King of Wolves seeks a mate. A human mate. You alone have been selected from among your kind for his consideration.”

The First King rose from the throne. It wasn’t a natural movement. It was slow, deliberate—like something waking for the first time in centuries, something no longer entirely human. Shadows curled around his form, seeping from his blackened armor like living smoke. His skeletal fingers flexed at his sides, and when he lifted his head, his hollow gaze locked onto Elior. A chill ran down Elior’s spine. This was no ghost. No memory. The First King still existed.