Iron King Series Order Novels & Stories

Ilena sobbed louder as she struggled against his grip, scratching and biting. He placed his bloody palm on the wall beside his name. “I, Dreg the king of the North is wholly bound with soul and body to Ilena, the Queen of the North.” The bloody print stuck to the wall beside his name and then Dreg picks up a blade towards Ilena’s palm. “Please, please wait!” Ilena begged in terror with tears clouding her vision. “We have been wed in the ways of the Thanes, it is now time to be bound in the ways of the North and there’s no stopping that.”

I said and sit down in front of his desk. I hate traveling this far when so much is going on at home. Isla Martago is the last island I ever thought would call a meeting. Dwayne Isla Martago is the Lycan King and one of the oldest around, along with the new King Archer Isla Martago his son. They stick to themselves never really interfering into the shapeshifters world unless they have no other choice. “Dominic, you came alone?” Dwayne asked. Who was I supposed to bring with me? My daddy? Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own.

No writing, no instructions, just empty parchment. Disappointment crashed over me until I noticed something. In the moonlight filtering through my window, faint silver letters began to appear on the first page, glowing with the same light as my pendant. To my dearest Aria, If you’re reading this, then I am gone, and the time has come for you to know the truth. You are not broken, my sweet girl. You are powerful beyond measure. You are the last surviving heir of the Silvermoon Royal Bloodline. The curse I placed on you was born of love and desperation. I knew they would come for us. I knew we couldn’t escape. So I made you invisible, made you appear so worthless that no one would see the thre

“And what of me? Am I just another chain he left for you to wear?” His gaze softened then, raw in a way she had never seen. “No. You’re the only thing that feels like freedom.” Her breath caught. For the first time, the Iron King looked breakable. But Bianca’s fire did not dim. She stepped close, so close she could feel the storm of his heart under his shirt. “Then prove it. Cut the chain. Show me you are not your father’s son.” Matteo’s silence was a knife between them. Then, without a word, he strode to the cabinet where a black leather ledger lay Cesare Romano’s final command book, the gospel of blood the family still bowed to.

She moved closer to the heavy iron door then she groaned. "What?" He asked quickly, going to her. He felt weakened at once. "This isn't iron," she spoke, pushing him back, "it's silver coated to look like iron. Justus must really want us dead." He slowly straightened, flexing his weakened bones. "I can't use my powers beyond the door," he sighed, "I haven't fed, the silver weakens me too much. You have a look, how many soldiers guard the dungeon?" "Just five," she answered after a moment, "two at the door, and three at the dungeon entrance."

"I know everything" If is you do why can't you see that I'm dying to be yours, Ava said mentally before slapping herself mentally too ,forgetting the fact that the lord could hear her thoughts. "When was the last time you had sex?" Ava asked regretting her question as soon as it came out of her mouth. "Today," The lord replied standing up to get Avan. Ava noticed the snake had red eyes like the colour of the gem protector on the swords she saw with the guards in the royal house.

Kings. Vaelor first—shoulders squared, scars like punctuation across his hands. Bramrik behind him, filling the doorway, eyes soft and brutal at the same time. Elowen stepping in with that cold, polished calm that made my mother’s old silver comb look warm. And Soryn… barely visible until he was right there, watching me like he could read every thought I’d ever have. My father’s voice had gone quieter. “She’s yours too.” Not as property.

She explains. My Mum walks out of the room, and the doctor walks over to my bed. I can sense that it would not be pleasant news. I was at the point of not caring anymore. “So Killian, let’s tell you what our plans are.” He tells me calmly. “You’re past Phase 1, you’re past phase 2, you are now on phase 3.” I can’t help but look at him confused. Has this dude done research on this condition or something? “What do you mean by phases?” I question.

She dedicated herself to make him stronger, that one day she said; those who treated him badly would kneel infront of him as they will look up for mercy. She were never wronged. Edward's father, saw his pontential and he became the member of the Knights. Thats where he met his fellow kings. To make the story short, when Edward crowned as the high king, his father chooses them as well the kings of Mavis. As many, many moons went by, their names became famous. The seven kings of Mavis feared by so many kingdoms. Who would be, Mavis once was among the top of the bloodline of power. Mavis once belonged to Seven pillars of Leadership.

Daniel Adam wasn't much of a family person, his family was taken from him when he was so young. The death of his parents and older brother during an attack on their pack had Daniel in such a state of shock his young mind couldn’t process what had happened and even after such a great loss he never cried about it not even once. It was then that head alpha Reynolds a man he had grown to call uncle, his father's best friend decided to take him in and raise him as his own. In his teens, Daniel was quiet and reserved, He wasn't keen on playing or interacting with teens his own age instead he spent all his time training and learning war tactics from his seniors. At the age of 15, he joined the pack