King Of Heroes Novels & Stories

Her attention remained fixed on Ethan, drawn in by the clarity of his reasoning. "So you believe systems fail before people do?" she asked. "I believe good people can survive bad systems..." Ethan answered, his voice steady. "...but not forever." Another notification appeared. This one larger: Fleet Synchronization Error. A soft electronic chime sounded from Harper's tablet. She glanced down, ignored it, and then looked back at Ethan, unwilling to let the momentum of the conversation slip away. "One final question," said Harper. "I'm listening," Ethan replied. "Suppose I offered you this position today," Harper proposed.

I am so royally f*cked, and not in a good way. "Tell me," the king says, "Do you know of the rumors about me?" What an odd thing to ask. "The half-wolf rumors?" I say. "Sure, who hasn't? People like to talk." "They're all true." Huh? True? Is the king actually insane? Sexy and crazy? Not my favorite combination, I have to admit. "I'm a shifter, Hera," he says. "I have no idea what that's supposed to mean," I respond.

This monster is ready to tear her apart if she stumbles in the wrong place. “You don’t understand that you owe your life to our king,” Kyrian continued in the meantime. - When you fell from the cliff, I prayed to the gods to help you survive. And then he appeared. The Lord promised that you would remain alive, and he kept his word! He grew wings for you and found you in that cave. He gave me eternal life and the power to protect you. And you want to kill him! This is inhumane. The young man put the wet handkerchief in a basin of water.

I could not figure out what kind of person he was, because what I could see in his eyes was blank. "And that's me, King Ace, King of Clovers" he said that surprise me, he is one of the kings who rule here if you look at him as king he is too kind but all I know is that king are antipsychotic and proud but he is a different king,he is kind,friendly and has a pure heart as I see in his eyes.I look at his statue again, holding his arnis in both hands and he’s crown is also taller than the first two, engraved with the sign clover. His smile says that he is kind and has a pure heart. They were all wearing crowns and were just like royal warriors.

Thanos answers. "Everyone else also has the same genes as I do. It doesn't matter who's gene is the strongest." Orion snaps back. I am assuming he doesn't like how they each can't be equals on the gene part. But, I can see where Artemis was coming from making three of the siblings have a stronger gene than the others; while Paxton's genes are equal. I mean all four will be crowned Kings of the Supernatural. Hendrix will be the Werewolf King, Orion will be the Vampire King, Dimitri will be the Witch King, and Paxton will be just the King of all Supernatural..... Right? I think that is what Artemis wanted anyways. "Woah! He's just saying since you would be able to do it the easiest. We figured

The great doors swung open, and there he was. He was not the ragged fugitive who had fled the castle, nor the disguised pilgrim who had walked into the lion's den. He was Kaelen, King of Varek. He stood in the doorway, his black armor gleaming in the torchlight, his face grim and determined, his eyes burning with a cold, righteous fire. He was not alone. Admiral Thorne stood beside him, a massive, formidable figure, his face a mask of grudging respect. And behind them, a phalanx of royal guards and Trident sailors, a combined force that was an army, a fleet, a nation, all embodied in the man who stood at their head. Their eyes met across the vast, empty hall. The bond, which had been a const

It almost felt like The King was flirting with her almost. Placing herself in front of him, she stood there and studied him. How the heck am I going to defeat him. He is just as powerful as dad. I hope I do not end up with broken bones. Sighing Lazarus got off his chair and walked to the matt. He looked from Zephyr then to his eldest. Holding up his hand, he then brought it down to give them the signal.

There is only one Alpha King when he comes to visit himself, doom is near. Alpha Alphonso is the Alpha King. His name alone is enough to make the strongest warriors and Alphas tremble. The Alpha King has conquered so many territories with such brutality and wickedness. Everyone knows that he is not to be messed with. No one dares to get in his path. He is known as the he-wolf who shows no mercy. He has killed so many alphas and made several functioning packs non-existence just because they stepped on his toes

Elara was on her feet in seconds, blade drawn. Rhys sprinted ahead. “North watch!” Ten Iron Claw warriors were on the ground, their skin blackened, eyes melted. And above them, floating like a fever dream, was a man wrapped in shadowsteel robes, a gold crown fused to his skull. “The King.” They called. He didn’t speak. He only raised his hand and the trees behind them exploded with chaos and fame. Elara ducked as a branch whipped past her head. Lyra slammed into her, bleeding from the scalp.

I put my gun down and run before I leap into his arms. “Daragh, what the hell are you doing here?” I ask him as he tightens his hold on me and kisses my head before he sets me down on my feet. “This conference wouldn’t be a conference without the four Irish Kings now, would it?” He says and I look at the three men in dark suits and I know each of them. Ronan O’Malley, the king of the North, Cian Doherty, the king of the West, Cillian O’Reilly, king of the East and Daragh, is the king of the south.