Is The Night King In The Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hydra Reye replied bowing lowly before leaving the king's presence. The guards a few feet behind them saluted as he passed by them. The King needed security not because of his own people but because of all the spies that were being sent to the forest. After ten thousand years of being 'extinct' as the thought of by the other supernatural creatures, (vampires, Lycans, werewolves, witches, demons) after losing the Megàlos Machi (the great battle between the dragons and the other supernatural creatures), in which the remaining survivors of the dragon army, accompanied by the last of the elves and fae, hid in the Ignere forest which later became known as the dark forest.

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

"Your king is getting a new bride, offered willingly by her own father. A pure, innocent princess who has no idea what kind of monster she's being fed to." But even as he smiled and spoke of his plans, none of the council members could predict what was truly going on in their king's mind. Malakar's thoughts were as dark and twisted as the shadows that filled his castle, impossible to read or understand. One thing was certain though, and every person in that throne room knew it without needing to be told: Princess Eryndra Nightveil was about to face the worst fate imaginable.

If the king can be shown as useless to the people, then it would become easy for the member to dethrone him. But why would they need the blood of other supernaturals? What about the mage? If it's a member of the Elite council, then it would be inner politics. Why drag other supernaturals? All this guesswork is getting her nowhere. She needs proof. Solid evidence leading somewhere. Rescue all of them at once. Even if she leaves one of them behind, the mercenaries will alert the head hydra making it impossible to rescue again. What's the deal with the king? Perhaps it is time to confront that bastard. Or make him open his eyes.

"The Pure-Blood line... it’s not a curse anymore. She’s not a weapon for the network. She’s a blessing for the dirt." Kaelor walked over, the floorboards groaning under his weight. He was a man again, mostly, but the sheer physical mass of the former Dreadfang King remained. He looked down at the title Aradaa had scrawled across the first page: The Book of the Two Kings. "Sounds a bit full of yourself, don't you think?" Kaelor’s thumb traced the edge of Aradaa’s jaw, a rough, calloused touch that sent a spark of heat through Aradaa’s chest.

"There are talks of overthrowing your throne. A rebellion is being planned so that they could take your seat forever. I decided to drop by and show my support towards you." Lukas was bewildered. He thought that his friend might have complete control of the situation, but the reality shook him. Then again, he should have known with him gone; the dark forces would eventually come into power and be hungry for his position. It's always been like that, even with the previous King. "H-Hades, I am so grateful for that", The Demon King gushed. "Leo did not inform me about any of this, or I would have handled the situation sooner."

he said I was shocked. He mentioned the word 'continent'. This only means that he has a control of a huge part this land. How powerful and influential this guy is? I asked inside my mind. The men were also shocked. One even dared to question him. “Sire, are you sure you want to do this?” asked the concerned knight behind him. The Gentleman raised his hands and signalled his disagreement on the soldier. “I know what I am doing.” He just said. The Knight who asked the question just apologized and remained quiet. Awkward silence rose into the atmosphere as I remained silent for a long period of time.

"The feeling… it was familiar, yet… amplified. Stronger than before. His presence… it's as if he has become one with the very shadows themselves." "Stronger?" Bran’s brow furrowed, his primal instincts screaming a warning he couldn't ignore. "How in the bloody hell can he be stronger? We barely managed to… well, you know… last time." A nervous cough rippled through the room, a collective attempt to suppress the memories of the last time the King of Darkness had walked the earth, a chapter best left unremembered.

I unfolded it carefully and began to read. “The king’s daughter must be close to achieving her goal. The bloodline that will bring down all men is nearly here. Once she completes her task and the children are born, we will march south.” I read the letter over and over again with a furrowed brow. The king… He had to be the one Lilith had mentioned—the so-called “Winter King” who was gathering rogues in the northern mountains. But who was this daughter? And what the hell did “the bloodline that will bring down all men” mean?

He looked to see his ava was also covered in sweat her breaths just as hard as his luke he had stopped breathing his whole being alight with release “i.... what the fuck was that” he whispered into the ceiling “your future” ava whispered making him look over at her “we are both yours my king and we plan to show you over and over” his ava said making his member twitch making luke laugh breathlessly “you really are insatiable” “lets see if thats true” he whispered turning and falling on top of luke “ass up! fuck you feeling sore, i want more” he said making his ava laugh