Novel & Cerita King Of The Battlefield

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

(Author’s POV) The battlefield trembled under the clash of two titans… Alex, the Alpha King, radiating raw power and determination, and Daimon, the embodiment of darkness, exuding malice and cruelty. Their armies fought fiercely behind them, but it was as if the world had narrowed to just these two. Evelyn, standing within the safety of Alden’s sanctuary, watched the battle with bated breath, her hands clutching the edges of the barrier as if her touch alone could protect Alex. Her heart hammered with every strike and blow.

As long as it has no Alcohol then it was fine. I noticed the label of the drink. Flowers Heaven? I have never heard about this one. And it even tasted so nice. I couldn't help but ask for another. The Omega gave me a weird look as she hesitated before she poured me one more glass. Someone stepped into the stage and all our attention were instantly on him. I could tell he was a beta immediately. “We have two beautiful ladies in our midst today ready to compete with each other and determine who is worthy of becoming the King's shadow. The tournament will take place in two days from now and i'm sure--”

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.

“Give up. It’s no use!” “In your dreams.” King Vanderox was too confident that the prince’s abilities wouldn’t be a match for the king’s. This time, a single move from Kingston was so powerful it made King Vanderox’s eyes widen in shock. “Step over me if you want to get her.” King Vanderox was pushed back as Kingston spun around. The battle became a dead heat after Kingston took a major role, shaking every kind of terrain, including the battlefield in the border area. “Bastard!” King Vanderox cursed after he was nearly defeated.

“And, I’m a king.” My eyes widened at that, my body stilling. A king. My eyes traveled over his body yet again, trailing over his prudent physique, the way his face was still painted, and suddenly, I could see it. But then… would that mean I would become a queen? I cleared my throat, trying to collect myself yet again. “King of what?” I asked, trying to sound like it didn’t affect me, like it didn’t matter to me. “I’m the King of Summer, I command the Kingdom of Summer,” he said, spreading his arms, “I rule over everything you see, and more,” he added, shooting me a wink.

She announced. "Oh my, I have heard stories of your bravery all throughout the kingdom, I wouldn't dare fight you. You would surely win. I surrender to you oh great warrior," I said, bowing. Daerius howled and Maia cheered as he trotted around the clearing, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. I grinned and leaned backwards, completely content as I watched my children run around the clearing with my mate. I jerk forward when my back hits the cold bed frame instead of the rough bark of a tree. I turn around and swallow hard as reality hits me like a wave of stone.

Martha took out time to show some of the important places to her - the library, horse stables, marchate house, Royal kitchen, mini kitchen, the training field. King Lincoln was there at the field, fully armored together with a lot of guards. Obviously, they were training. "That's my brother" Martha pointed out as they stood, facing the field. It was a little distance away from where they stood. Roseline shot her a stare and wondered why she was pointing out the King to her - like she didn't know him or something? Lincoln was having a sword battle with one of the guards who seemed very huge. They were in the ring, sorrounded by the rest of the trainees.

With his shoulder still bleeding the Chief Guard went after her, to ensure her safety. The battle outside the palace building raged on and it was clear that the army of Akozo was loosing the battle while Akiza and the army he was leading were triumphing. The dragon flew up once again and headed towards the tallest tower of the palace in order to bring it down. He continued to spit fire as he flew up and at that moment the King who was now on the ground looked up to see the destruction of his palace. He witnessed the falling of the tall tower and the bricks came crashing on the ground, killing some of his men and some of the enemies as well. At that moment he knew that he had lost the battle.

, Richard was grinning at my father. “You know this is a battle of bloodline, long before yours betrayed mine and now I’m betraying yours, all planned out, everything is destined to happen, I hope you rot in hell dear friend along with the rest of your family”, and with those words Richard blinked for a second and my father caught fire, he started burning alive right in front of my eyes, he was screaming, crying, sobbing, begging for Richard to stop and so was I, I wasn’t brave enough to see my father burning alive, I was helpless and it was making me frustrated, I felt like dying along with my father in that fire because despite my efforts I was still not able to harm a single hair on Richa