King Of The Battlefield 소설 & 이야기

I started. "As you all know, voting for Homecoming King & Queen are Thursday 'till five on room 222. The nomenies are... For Queen, Mckenzie Gordon, Britney Williams, Tiffany Davis, Hanna Smith and Ziigwan Woods. For King, Cole Cook, Hunter Moore, John Brown, Logan Miller and King ThunderBird..." I couldn't help it I stared at King for five seconds he was watching me and whisper "Go on Ogimaakwe. Don't be wierd." No one heard. too much cheering inside the Cafeteria.

"We need all the teams on the field right now. Since some of your team members are already on the mission, I decided not to look elsewhere for the remaining kings" "Splendid." "You will travel to vampire kingdom tomorrow" "No. I won't"

Technically the company belonged to Kate's future father-in-law, Marcus Mortimer, so getting herself appointed to supervise an ad campaign and annual dinner event is child's play to someone like Kate. The blonde bombshell would waltz into A. K. Media at least twice a week, wearing tight-fitting clothes that leaves nothing to the imagination. And every time after she leaves the CEO's office, Arthur would be in a vicious mood - he's like the spitting image of the Red Queen in Alice in Wonderland. His dark hair in absolute disarray and a fierce scowl appearing on his face with his pale blue eyes blazing wildly and enraged. Victory can imagine him shouting at the top of his voice, "Off with HIS

Rage and sadness battled in his heart and mind. 148 Justice

We stop when I hear my father call and we walk over to the group. “We are here because Prince on have challenged future Alpha Alexander for the right to be the next king of our kingdom.” Lina’s grandfather says out loud. “Rules are following. There will be no use of weapons of any sort. The battle will last until one is unable to fight by knocked out conceding or is killed. No one outside the battle competitors or the judge (which will be me) can stop the battle. Shifting is allowed. If the looser survives he is to denounce any claim to the throne

Dante being my number two and good fighter would naturally come with me. "They will only allow two wolves in and the king has taken personal offence." I rolled my eyes "He wants the works. The king has been itching for a battle to prove his power for a while." "Will it come to that?" Dante asked, sitting up properly and looking concerned. The Kingdom had not known battle for a long time, other than a few rouge fights here and there. The rouges refused to be under anyone's rule and were largely disorganised, making for short and easy battles. The official werewolf packs had all fallen into line under the King decades ago. Getting to a battle with a proper pack meant war. Everyone would

We would march to a certain point in the camp, killing Drakkons as we went, then stop and hide while snipers rained arrows down on the camp. As we moved deeper into the war zone, we passed dead bodies, rivers of blood, and large groups of bodies that were on fire. As we moved forward, things got worse, but nothing could make us turn around at this point. When I got to the camp farther north, I finally saw both King's fighting. Both were hurt, but it looked like Lucian was hurt more because he was fighting both the Drakkon King and the Drakkon general at the same time. It wasn't fair at all.

I roared engulfing our surroundings with an unapproachable atmosphere. “Neldrisdyd of Mizenth,” the king’s voice barked in the midst of all the battlefield noise. “It’s a matter between The High Priestess and me. Your filthy blood has no place between our ranks. This is a battle between high rankers. Take back your tail and hide like you always did.”

A tempest of lances rasps and keens through the basalt-black sky whilst we saunter towards the main battlefield— where King Sin and King Rome are battling to their deaths. Bones and blood squash beneath my feet, and I fight the urge to throw up. I have to stay strong. I have to put on a brave facade for my sanity and also to assure the people of Alkhemi that I am capable of ending this war. I started this war after all, I should be capable of ending it. And I will end it. Now. I will choose my King, and end this fatal love triangle once and for all— easier said than done. When the sounds of swords clinking and clashing under the churning sky reaches our ears, we know we're close to the battl

However, he had found himself considering dropping out of the battle to prove himself to her, he’d never wanted to do this in the first place anyway. Brielle squeezed Harlie’s and Scarlett’s hands as they were suddenly joined by King Nathanial and Queen Serena, along with their entourage of warriors following closely behind. The Queen sent Brielle a knowing smile as she passed by, leading Brielle to believe the Queen may be secretly rooting for her. The Royal duo stood between the contestants, as they greeted each one individually. King Nathaniel cleared his throat, before addressing his audience. “Welcome to the second challenge of the Battle of the Alpha’s.” He advised.