King Of Battle And Blood Series Novels & Stories

He took an involuntary step back, his shoulders slumped, the resentment in his face warring with the sudden, cold realization that he was standing on the losing side of a massacre. I looked at Caius, and for a moment, the King of the Blood-Stained Throne looked back at me. There was no pretense of a Vessel or a Consort. There was just the look of two people who had torn down a wall and found a battlefield on the other side. "Does anyone," I said, my voice steady, cutting through the terrified whispers like a knife, "have anything they’d like to add before we decide what to do with the rest of her?"

I made them believe that we are not their enemies and that they must protect us. I could feel my body weakening. I could feel the weight of using the new ability I discovered with every one I manipulated but I did not pay it any mind. Even when my nose started bleeding. When my knees almost gave out. They need me and this is all I can contribute. "Father!" Kohen's loud scream caught my attention and I saw the king falling on his knees. What happened? There were no other injuries other than the stab—poison. The queen laughed manically while staring at her husband who was now fighting for his life.

“Finally! Someone tamed that fake-death-playing brat! Six‘deaths’! Neighboring kingdoms refused alliances!” The wedding came. Bells rang across the empire. Silver rose petals fell from the palace dome. Rumors spread: “The Seventh Consort tamed his hunger!” The truth? He still takes a drop of my blood each night— not from thirst, but from covenant. The Blood Prince hasn’t lost his fangs… he just chose to sheathe them for me. And Lucian? After we left—he and Seraphina took the lash daily. Once the Lion of the North. Now just a ghost.

“Leave him. He’s no longer your business.” I flung her hand off my waist and dropped to my knees beside Lucas. My fingers pressed against his chest, feeling the slight pulse. I exhaled, releasing the breath I didn’t know I was holding. Behind me, the announcer’s voice rang out, cutting through the tension. “Phoebe, step forward,” he urged, unbothered by the chaos around me. This was the last battle. Anyone who won now, will be crowned the Blood King or Queen. I clenched my fists to hide my trembling hands. I didn’t know if I was scared to fight Eric because he was like a lover to me or because he was…scary.

they were folded but yet we're noticable by all who stood in the church today. Next to her was King of the Kingdom, King Bloodstar. He was the elder brother of Prince Blackscale. He had only been King for a short time due to the elder King had recently passed away. Seeing the New King of the Salazar Kingdom, made Venus feel butterflies in her stomach as well as blush.

Violet and Curzon stared each other down. Blades crossed, arrows pierced flesh, an entire battle took place in the valleys of their silence. Violet realized the Blood King had been right about one thing: he taught her new things about her powers. But in his desire to chain her to himself, he had set her free.

The process where each graduand from each arm presented their skill or a mind turning project that won them a one year internship by the scouters that were invited. "Well that's because Jacob St. Laurent will be attending this one", he proffered, causing all the blood to drain out my face. "What?", I choked out, letting go of my spoon. Jacob St. Laurent was the only descendant of one of the pure blood families. The Royal pure blood family to be exact. Jacob St. Laurent without question, was the King of Vampires. And he was going to be at the selection. The selection I wasn't even remotely prepared for.

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.

There was now only the quiet crunching of glass and the dripping of her blood onto the floor. The office door banged open, and the lights flicked on. "SAPPHIRA!" Alpha Kai put the total weight of his power on her, but it barely registered. Her eyes narrowed, adjusting to the light, and her fangs elongated as she crouched lower into her stance. "You've been holding out on me, Kai." King Evander stepped into the room; his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. The picture of leisurely arrogance. Alpha Kai grunted as he let the King come closer, his jasmine and lilac scent filling the room. Sapphira sucked in a breath but didn't drop her guard.

He asks. “I, Briar, as a negotiator and member of all the packs of the Kingdom, hereby challenge you, Alpha Leo, to a battle of the Alphas. We will battle on paper with a test formulated by the King on the laws and responsibilities of an Alpha. The King and Queen will oversee the testing done without cheating. The King and Queen will grade our tests based on answers only. The winner will be Alpha of Blood Water, and the loser shall be exiled from Blood Water for the remainder of their life.” “Don’t do this.” He begs. “It is already done,” Aiden announces. “I, King Aiden, respect the wishes and accept the terms of the Alpha Battle set forth by Briar. You have two months to prepare for your t