Imaginary Westeros นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This was where everything Veylor had whispered in his vision, everywhere he had talked of nightmares, everywhere he had cut himself in the flesh, all converged. I saw the First Wolves kneeling beneath a blood-red sky. I saw the Lannisters’ ancestors binding the King in chains of their own arrogance. I saw my mother, crying in silence. Kol standing defiant before the world’s hatred. Emory laughing as a boy. Elias bleeding for loyalty. All of it burned through me, rewriting what had been broken. The King clawed at me through Emory’s body, his voice rising in fury: “You are light born of shadow, you cannot exist without me!”

The dreaded King Daniel of the Darke stood in front of the stained-glass window in the castle library with his hands clasped behind his back as Imara started to appear from the mist. Unlike every other witch he’d ever encountered, Imara’s mist glowed white and gold like a cloud on a sunny day. There were no white lighters left in the Realm, or at least they kept their existence hidden away. Daniel’s deep dark eyes weren’t used to her shine and he needed a few moments to adjust to her brilliance.

Please don't be dead please don't be dead just keeps running though my mind. When all of a sudden there is a dust cloud from the wall Asher has just smashed through as he runs towards the creature that just hit him. Releaf floods through me. "OK ladies our turn. Concentrate on creating a fire storm, build up the heat as much as we can and burn these bastards." They all nod in agreement. "Water witches, wrap water around the vines to stop the fire from breaking them and releasing the beasts." They all prepare themselves. "NOW" I shout

They didn’t even raise questions. Our country, Crest country was a diplomatic one ruled by the government under one president. We lived in the state’s capital, in the richest estate in the city. I studied in Van private academy , the most expensive private academy in the city and I was currently on my tenth grade. Due to our high status, there was absolutely no way I would simply miss the blood test. This was just jumping into a crocodile’s mouth and testing if it would bite you

Alpha Phillip said calmly as he left the room leaving Penelope on the floor with tears streaming down her face thinking about how unfortunate her life was and all because she was born an omega. The birth of an omega was highly unusual and frowned upon. It was believed they were of little to no value to the community and therefore irrelevant. It had been over a hundred years since an omega had been born into the kingdom of Enchantia and at this, they were believed to be a myth however this was about to change.

Now, it served as a war-room for those who still named him lord. “We’ve counted the gates,” said Jorah, one of his captains, a scarred wolf whose loyalty ran deeper than most. “North District is lost to Ruby’s cinder-guard. East is held by us, but the people are starving. The west…” His jaw tightened. “The west answers to no one anymore.” “No one?” Maxim’s voice was quiet, but the Beast within him stirred at the word.

and he knew immediately that they were werewolves just like himself. “Please,” he knelt down. “Help me. I’m a werewolf like you. Please help me find the road west.” “Of course I know you’re a werewolf,” Jimin grunted. “You smell like a month old cheeseburger and I picked your scent from over a mile. And yes, this is the west. That was the old name though. We used that hundreds of years ago when Dan was our king but he’s long gone. It’s now called Jaime’s Wood.”

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

Were you homeschooled? He snorted. “You mean learn to grow vegetables and harvest weed and read Tarot cards? There wasn't much education there. Look, I know there were some big communes, but the Vale da Liberdade was not one of them. “A bunch of bums, losers, homeless people. focus on life. A golden retriever leapt out of the water in front of them and flailed wildly, splashing water on both of them. The icy drizzle felt good and reminded him of how he and the

Alpha Tyrion added and my mouth hung open with shock and fear. Shifters! How would I fight against those predators?