Gregor Clegane Book Novels & Stories

KAEL’S POV Blood splattered across my boots, a wicked smile playing on my lips as I engaged in my favourite sport…fucking traitors. I wiped my stained red knuckles on the collar of the bastard who now lay twitching on the floor. Alpha Gregor, a coward, liar, snake. I cracked my neck, fists still burning from the fury. He was coughing blood, gasping. “P-pozhá-lusta… Ya ne khotél... I didn’t mean to—”

Then, plan from there everything else. My name is Sebastian Stormcloak, and I am the King of the Vampires. 8 years ago, we attacked Deadly Nightshade as one of the rogues that works for me and saw her running around the pack boarders. She probably thought she wouldn’t have been seen as it was near a more isolated part of their boarders.

Also, he acknowledges the unspoken understanding between themselves. They looked up and saw that there’s a name engraved on the double door. “Kye Montenegro, Chairman.” Upon entering Kyle’s office, they could easily find Kyle immersed in a stack of documents on his table. The glow of the sunset from his big glass window reflects inside his office. When Kyle felt that there was someone in his office, he looked up and saw his brother and sister in front of him. Immediately, his serious and formal expression changed and became different. It seems like he’s not the ruthless businessman that everyone talked about.

He nibbled her throat earning another moan. “You will see, my love. You will see,” she chuckled. “Most of our troops are almost there ready to attack the Lycans. Their Kingdom will be ours tonight,” he said running his hands across her body. “Mmm-hmm… The ghouls will be more than happy to devour the new flesh.” She supplied nipping him. That was how she got the Ghoul King Gograk on her side. As long as they had flesh to chew on they were ready to fight alongside them. The only sounds that followed were the moans of their pleasure.

But there was something about them that seemed different, Something that seemed to set them apart from Sylvester's men. At the front of the group stood a giant of a man, his massive frame and imposing presence making him seem almost invulnerable. He was Gregory Clegane, a former knight who had once served under Sylvester's rule. But something had driven him to rebel against his former master, and now he stood before us, his eyes fixed on Alexander with a fierce glare. "Gregory," Alexander spat, his voice dripping with venom. "i should have known you'd be involved in this."

Gregory said as I held my son a little more securely. “What do you want Greg?” I asked as he threw the eaten apple on the table. “I came for my share of the deal Callisto, you promised me the Greyjoy manor if I help you but first…” he relaxed again. “Tell me how you did everything down to last night.” Gregory truly was a weasel. “Everything?” I asked as Gregory leaned his body to the table. “Everything.” He demanded and who was I not to share to my wonderful brother.

Chapter 48 The Werewolf Realm While Erin reunited with Kate, Zaki, and Kira on the other side of the territory, Levi and Micha remained in their shared study—facing the Living Book. It floated above the table, its ancient golden letters swirling across its surface like flowing fire. "Dearest reader… let us begin," the book hummed, its voice echoing softly through the room. Levi and Micha sat down opposite each other, bracing themselves. Every session with the Living Book revealed something darker than the last.

The remnants of divine fury clung to the air, unseen but heavy, pressing down on the weary figures that stood amidst the wreckage. Elior ran a hand over his face, his fingers coming away stained with blood, his or someone else’s, he wasn’t sure. His sword, the weapon that had struck the final blow, felt heavier than ever at his side. The world should have felt lighter, freer, but something was wrong. The victory felt hollow, the silence too deep. Myrra knelt among the shattered remnants of the ancient tome, her fingers tracing the fading ink of the First King’s records. The final words were barely legible now, as though the knowledge itself had begun to wither.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

Chapter 24: The Gathering Storm Rogue Leader’s POV The night deepened around us as we gathered in the clearing, the wolves that followed me encircling the fire. The air was sharp with anticipation, the cold biting at my skin. I could feel the electricity in the atmosphere—the world seemed to hold its breath. This night would mark the beginning of something that could change the balance of power forever. The rogues, my loyal followers, were eager. They had tasted blood before, and now they were hungry for more.