Novel & Cerita I Am The Sorcerer King

There was just one piece of the puzzle left, a dark talisman that would allow him to immobilize the powers and abilities of other supernaturals as well as take them for himself. Just as you were reaching the peak of your power, he discovered its location and challenged your father for the title Sorcerer King. At the time, your father was unaware that he had taken over as ruler of the Dark Realm and had brought an army of the banished back with him. For days, they had infiltrated Mag Mell and several of the surrounding territories without anyone's knowledge; when the time came your uncle was able to immobilize and absorb all supernatural abilities in Mag Mell and the surrounding territories w

"Okay. I know nothing about him having a mate. I wonder what she'll look like. Refined and elegant but sharp-tongued like your wife? Or cute but a precarious schemer like your baby girl?" "Go to your wife, Louis," the king threw a book at the latter who easily caught it and without bothering to return it walked out of the study chuckling. When his friend was out of sight, the smile on the ruler's face vanished, "This is indeed serious. I'll have to make use of that mirror and see what exactly the situation is over there. I need Phoenix's help though if I'm to take down that sorcerer. I don't mind sacrificing my life. As long as my people are safe," he muttered as he took out his maroon red s

I was too stunned to even register what she was doing as she sang his praise. "Almighty King Vampir, the dark sorcerer of the house of Blackwood, son of the almighty original queen witch— queen to all witches, the creator of Vampires, the sire to all creatures of the night, the conquer of Ballader, the defeater of King Ramasey, the leader of the sister witches coven, the vicious ripper that tore through Valour leaving all heads bowed never to rise, slayer of house Burqeeun, Protector of the human realm, master of elements, breeder of Tokolen for he roared leaving nothing but death, lord of fire sky, slayer of king Wolf-Burn, conqueror of the wetlands, slayer of king and queen Dragon skin, sl

the man hinted, sounding perplexed. My eyes widened. This had to be a damn joke! Chloe is the queen of the dark beasts? The goddess had paired me with the queen of the beasts, and I rejected her? Not a second passed before Willy's expression darkened. “What did you say?” “Yes, my king, that girl can cause a great war that we cannot control,” said the sorcerer. Quickly, Willy turned to me and, with all his speed, the man ran towards me and grabbed me by the neck. At that moment, my eyes widened as he furiously slammed my back against the pillar.

I gritted out, my tone clear and stable. I could feel his burning gaze on me, Zerth threatening to reveal himself as I used my throne. It wasn't my fault they were too weak to protect themselves from the Demons and Devils of Viagra. Instead, they needed help from those who bare no soul. Thus they pledged allegiance and I became the King of Kings. Either way, all this could be changed in a breathe that I know, that is why I shall see each kingdom crumble before that ever happens. The table shook and I sighed, knowing fully well Fat King Rodrick of the Witches And Wizards was about to open his cowardly mouth,

Just get him in here, after he unlocks the scrolls, we can force him to give up her location. “They are right, my king. We have been trying for many years now, and yet we have not succeeded. I’m beginning to agree with them, I think we have run out of options already. We need the descendant of Hunter Huntington, we need Maverick to unlock these scrolls. M sure you can force him to reveal the secrets to you, after all, you have succeeded in turning the werewolves into your personal slaves.” The lead sorcerer chirped in. The King grunted in anger and he picked up a stool nearby and there it to the wall, breaking it into pieces.

He was cut short as the first door to the room burst open and in walked the king and Prince Alaric. “Your Highness, I didn't mean any disrespect earlier, please forgive me,'' I pleaded. I would have gone on my knees but I was already strapped in and the guards stood to the side. There was silence in the room, “I only have one question and I'm only going to ask you once,” his voice seemed to have some kind of pressure as he spoke even though his voice was quiet, “Are you a sorcerer?” I squinted in confusion, what was this about, “No your Majesty I'm not a sorcerer." I was beyond confused, I thought this was about what had happened earlier.

The man whose face I had just beheld in awe is none other than the King of Utrif. My mate is the ruler of a realm where rogues like me are branded as criminals, hunted and despised. Noah lifts one brow—a picture of complete and utter nonchalance. "I'm—" a rogue. He's the king. This can't be. There has to be a mistake. His arms are crossed. "Yes?" I shake my head and turn to glass wall. The moment I reach the end I realise I have no lungs. No breathes. There is no air.

I admitted, doubting my capabilities. "You possess more strength than you realize. And remember, I will be by your side at every moment. You won't be alone in this," Ashere assured, her presence comforting in the face of such an ominous task. "And who is this son of Isobel?" I finally asked. "He is known as the Dark King

Such questions were not only impertinent but way beyond a slave to utter yet when the dark ruby irises looked at the deep lilac ones the exquisite beauty smiled with anguish. "For the very beginning I just wished for a normal life and did for once imagined his majesty and I to live like that yet soon this one came to abhor him...King Harwon is a monster." Masculine palms that were marred with callus from holding a sword cupped the blush filled face and before Ilaria could resist a deep agonizing kiss was passionately initiated as if he loved the reply that she presented to him.