Kao Cen Darach Novels & Stories

No member of the Clan knows what transpires there, but the father never comes back and the son always comes back filled with wisdom and stronger than his father, ready to rule his clan with a common goal, liberate the world from the oppression of power. The present Dorak was brown in complexion, tall and dashing, ripped in size, having multiple scars all over his broad chest, his long straight auburn hair gave him a wicked beauty as did his turquoise eyes gave a daring appearance. On getting to Dorak, the Drokan warrior goes on his knees then offers the paper with both hands. After a short while of reading the Dorak stood on his feet, influencing a great silence in the marquee. “Zapov Zodaik

Nodding his head, Cesan said, “Yeah…Daray knows that she was born and will be coming. I saw his shadow monsters and his adopted son, Zeno's pet ravens, snooping around.” Furrowing my brow, I muttered in disbelief, “Daray has an adopted son?” Nodding Cesan explained that Zeno was a dark elf who lost his family and was relatively harmless but did Daray's bidding. “He is young, nineteen, I believe, and an expert at using the shadows and his pets,” he added. Erissa was acting as if she was listening intently to her dad, making me grin at her, I then asked if she had been fed.

Dacia (dry): “Still not my title, monk. But I’ll take the respect.” She turns to me. Dacia: “Twenty percent got you through the first test. Twenty-five will keep you breathing through the next one. Ready?” I nod. Rowan and Kayo take positions at the edge of the orchard, wards flaring gold and black. Dacia steps forward until our foreheads touch. Dacia: “Close your eyes. Let me in.” The world drops away. Five thousand new syllables flood my skull at once—older than mountains, sharper than glass.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

They had suddenly become insecure, panicking at the slightest touch. "Welcome great members of the Deadly Fang Pack!" Ryu exclaimed as he approached the corridor. "Great Deadly Fangs," they chanted till his voice came into play. "Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves.".

ROAAARRRR…. "Dragon roar!" Long Chen shouted. ROAAARRRR….. "Damn it! Move!" The Blood General shouted, ordering his troops to move to the other side, away from Long Chen's attack. But what he didn't know was that this was exactly what Long Chen intended. Long Chen flapped his wings once more and retreated away from the demons.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

The stress made my stomach turn and my hands became sweaty Someone hit the floor and we stopped "You are in the presence of His Majesty Romulus, the king of the werewolves and Jordan of all Jordan, the man with the staff announced I looked in front of me to see the king sitting on his royal throne, with his advisers or ministers sitting on both his sides "Enter your name and rank" commanded the same man "Herbert Henderson, Beta" "Karish Rinaldi, Jordan. "Stanlay Parker" I tried to sound confident because I had no rank

Damien was In Front of his dressing mirror, buttoning up his shirt. He was getting ready for the battle and he was no doubt scared as hell. He was going to be meeting Ariel , he was going to be fighting his mate, it was going to be like tearing a piece of his soul. He just prayed and hoped that he wouldn't come face to face with her at all throughout the entire battle. As he raised his head up he saw Alex standing In Front of his door staring at him.