King Of Heroes Novels & Stories

he said in a soothing voice while patting the cushion on the seat next to him. “What in the entire fuck is going on, Alford?!” she somehow managed glare at him and yell. “Or is that even your name? Who are you? And yes, tell me what is going on!” she screamed louder than even she knew she could do. Alford sighed and ran his hand over his face. “My kingdom name is Orthos. I am the head guardian of Etherios. I was your father, King Samael’s, most highly decorated warrior. Preticus is my second in command. We, along with others, were sent to Earth as your protectors when you were planted in the womb of Cynthia Kingsley.”

As a result, we will continue to monitor them till the end of time. Rank 1 : King Zafaar Origin : Unknown Combat Style : Unregistered Description : One of the last 30 Monarch Echelon Title : God's Child ------ Rank 2 : Arthur Collins Origin : White Clan Combat Style : Shadow Steps Description : One of the last 20 Monarch Echelon Title: King's Essence ------ Rank 3 : Calamus Ahren Origin : Unknown Combat Style : Dragon Blood Description : One of the last 20 Monarch Echelon Title : The Dragon Born

“Please don’t think that I mean this in an offensive way, but why would the God of war be at my door step?” “No offense taken. Before I reveal the reason I am here, how about we get to know each other first?” He nods. “As you already know, I am Ares, the God of war. I assume you are an authority here. What’s your name and title?” “You assume right. My name is Kyro, I have been the reigning king over my people here for the last five hundred years. I hope your visit doesn’t bring trouble for our kind.” I nod my head at the king.

Across the reception area, through the clusters of guests and swaying couples, a man stands watching me. Even from this distance, I know who he is. Arthur Slater. The new Alpha King. He's tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a charcoal suit that fits perfectly. Dark hair, sharp features, and an aura of command that makes everyone give him space without realizing they're doing it. But it's his eyes that hold me frozen—silver, piercing, seeing too much. Our gazes lock, and the world narrows to just this moment. The mate bond slams into me like a physical force, stealing my breath. Heat floods my body, my wolf suddenly alert and awake in a way she hasn't been since I left Moonridge.

’ The warrior was informing Striker. I stepped back from him. A string of my heart was tugged at. I sprinted towards the balcony and looked down. ‘ Who is he? ’ Striker was asking through the link but I was already looking at the answer. ‘ Alpha King of the East. ’ The warrior revealed. The world stilled around me. Time slowed down. Everything else disappeared. With a rapidly beating heart in my chest, I stared at the man on the black horse. He picked his head which was covered with a hood.

Black veins owned his neck once more as he fought the urge to submit. He was the Alpha King and he submit to no mortal or immortal. He was a god himself and he would not the subjected to cowardice!! Errol stared with amusement as the king fought his command and suddenly, he was pinned on the floor, the king hovering over him, eyes glazing with pure darkness and fangs bore out. "Dude, chill!" Errol surrendered, a smile on his face but The King roared. "I'll torment your soul!!" "We both know that's my job, King Caesar!" Errol beamed even wider. "We both know am only looking out for you. Am your only ally. The devil doesn't like being provoked. If you don't have a son, a bonded creature can al

"Oh! Is that how you welcome me home father? After many years of sending me away and now the first thing you noticed about me is my late arrival to this meeting at this very morning." I followed his gaze and did not move a tiny muscle surrounding my eyes when I walk closer to sit at the empty chair across him in the table. I'm in for the challenge but he never responded for a couple of seconds so Maleficus starts to discuss the plan on the table. He is good with pretending that nothing happened. "Gentlemen of the Royal pack, we have known that the wolves who hurt the people in the City is non other than the wolves who refuse to recognize the Alpha King and the Moon Goddess. They call themsel

Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight. In the ten years since he became the King, he had done everything he could to empower his Kingdom. He has made it stronger and has fought in many wars, joining more kingdoms and making it an empire, his empire. Somewhere no enemy will dream to penetrate, no less kill the royal family. It was and is him against the world. Mithraos turned hearing some soldiers call for the head warrior but he need not have worried. He snorted as he watched the warrior raised his sword and sliced open the man behind him with a proper twist of his sword.

For the second time in three months; I find myself a waiting the birth of another prince. My younger brother, Xavier, the prince of the Hell hounds; was the first. The second prince we await on, is the younger brother of my best friend, Gunner. Gunner, is the prince of all shifters. His father Kieran, is known as the Dragon King. I watch as both men pace back and forth with nervousness and excitment.

"Breathe, Marinah." King talks me through the sudden rush of Kedorine 5, or K-5 as King calls it, that tries to shove itself into my veins. K-5 is the miracle that brings on the shift for Shadow Warriors and it's packed with other powerful hormones too. You can't catch it, it's not a disease, it's something you're born with, and I'm the lucky woman to be the first female Warrior in hundreds of years. "Inhale, exhale. Don't allow your beast to win. You say when she's in charge, not her."