King Of Flesh And Bone นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Stupid! But honestly, it’s a wish I’ll be glad to fulfill for you and—” I swiveled around with every swiftness and dug the bone deep into his abdomen from the side, killing his words and killing his thoughts. He stumbled away, a horrified expression on his face and then I rose up to my feet— slowly and menacingly with clouds of rain above me and a pool of Lava behind me. I snarled in anger. The Lycan king kept backing away and I ate up the space between us with three slow steps. He tried taking out the bone and it was either too deep for him to reach or he had already lost vitality and was already weak as his shoulders drooped down and he began to quiver.

The world choke violently,all the creatures and beings felt the power and feared greatly,even the human world was in chaos,the chaos of the Ruthless Jonas was able to locate them,on reaching the spot he ran to Gavin and healed him immediately,Gavin stood up and made eye contact with Jonas and they ran after the king using their spiritual energy The king is already lost control and if they leave him he might destroy their world,Jonas can not watch that happen,he had been there for an unknown reason best known to him and he only lived to fulfill the quest and he will watch the Bloody Vampire King being born

It was a ringing female voice but with undisguised murderous intent. The masters of the two clans were stunned by this sudden turn. Because the Demon King of the Demon Clan from the Blood-Sampling Peak, as a relatively strong master, was unexpectedly defeated by only one blow. The white flowing light was a crystal clear bone spear, which was made of the bones of some huge beast. It had extraordinary luster and powerful aura fluctuations. The tall, thin, and long-faced Demon King, who was nailed to the wall, was screaming and struggling wildly. However, he couldn't move the white bone spear at all. Then he gradually showed what he really was—a giant black mosquito. It had ferocious stripes on

Taenar opened the door with a loud creak and my heart beat so rapidly in my chest, I thought it echoed It wasn't a room. It was just an endless measured space. No furniture. Like a throne room with pillars holding up in symmetry and a huge chandelier floating down the middle. A snicker came from what looked like a dais and my eyes snapped to the only piece of furniture in the room. A man was there. A man with his bones visible through his blotted skin. What the hell. I looked up and my eyes grew wide in fright as a I beheld his face.

He looked good, powerful…with none of the weighted exhaustion the rest of us seemed to feel, and the longer I stared at him, the clearer it became why that was. The king of sin and debauchery had been drinking. I could tell from the tell-take red line under his eyes that showed even through the black kohl that rounded their almond shape. His pert lips were turned down into angry worried lines that would have been pretty if his deep bronze eyes didn't look so goddamned terrified. “We’ve got a problem, boys. Kiernan Bones and a couple of his men just showed up to our fortress unannounced and unarmed,” he spat and I cocked my head reflexively to be sure i’d heard him correctly.

“We’re not safe here.” Jenna’s breath stilled. Because behind the stranger— Behind David Branson— The Bone King was rising. Silhouetted by lightning. Mask cracked. Eyes burning with murderous rage. Holding a new weapon. A spear tipped with human bone. And he hurled it— straight toward Jenna.

Just violence in raw form. "Nah," I mutter. "That's your department. I just blew his fucking skull apart." I shudder at the memory—King peeling Isaac like he was scaling a trout. Yeah. I left Bones looking messy. But King? He would've made it look like art. The kind that you can never unsee. But yeah—Bones deserved that. Maybe even more than Isaac. Because if he'd succeeded? He would've raped her. Or sold her. Or both.

‘The King is here, Tormund is distracted by his grief, and the Wolf Mother's bone is practically within our grasp. ‘I know,’ I replied, a wicked smirk spreading across my face as I reached for a dress that was way too sexy for a morning meeting. It was a deep, blood-red silk that clung to every curve, with a neckline that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. ‘Tonight, during the ritual, we will sneak away with the bone. And then we find Cyrus.’ The plan was brilliant. Cyrus wanted that bone more than anything. He told me it had the power to resurrect someone, someone he said would fix his life and get him back into the Lykoudis kingdom with his titles restored. And I? I needed it to b

Those cold blue eyes locked onto mine as he sneered at me. "We'll see about that." He said, but just as I was about to glance back down at Xavier, the king's spawn decided that would be a good time to come up behind me. Bane snapped at him, whipping his tail against the banister as he shifted his weight, ready to jump, but I wasn't about to wait for him to save me. By the time the prince grabbed me by the waist, I had already pulled one of my knives, pressing the tip directly between his legs as I gave him a sweet smile over my shoulder.

In our vampire world, inheritance is governed by Blood Oath Succession. Only those acknowledged by the head of the House may inherit. Since my son was denied recognition by the Brown family— He would return with me to House Sterling. And become the future Vampire King.