King Paimon Book Novels & Stories

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

"Death Reincarnate.” With a satisfied smile and the very words that are being carved unto the book with the symbols and marks that tells its existence and final title of this very grand game, but only into this very world. The book started to slowly turn into ashes and disappeared without a spec of evidence in front of her. She whispers. “Now, do you want to hear or see, yet maybe both of what my core sin is? Yet and perhaps the core sin of the prominent crowns of this very dimension?”

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MIKE 8 days after the disappearance of Kellen A failure, that’s what I was. I had failed my King, my best friend, Lamia, and most of all, our kingdom. I was meant to be the Royal Beta. Once sworn in, I would become the second most powerful wolf in our kingdom. How was I supposed to be powerful and take charge when I couldn’t even keep our King safe? I had let my guard down. I had let our King disappear.

Her loathed enemy… the ruthless leader of the Black Saints Mafia… a man with such a mighty presence; is holding on to her so desperately, face buried deep into her neck. It was shocking, unheard of, groundbreaking, brain-melting… but really what the hell is going on?! She shivers at Vincent's next words. "W-what have you done to me, Flavia…" His eyes shut and trails into a deep slumber. * * * If you are enjoying this book, don't forget to leave a gem vote or review. It supports me a lot Thank you!

But she knew they would not bother her kingdom so long as they made their yearly sacrifice. Last year, it had been a small girl named Priska Pinge. She was only ten and only a sliver of a thing. The dragon hadn’t been happy. Some might think it impossible to read a dragon’s expression, but Nya could tell he’d hoped for something more substantial. She figured the small girl wouldn’t hold his appetite over for the month it would take before the next Dragon Moon. The next month, it would be Davendwar’s turn to supply the dragon with a sacrifice. If they failed to do so, the entire kingdom would pay the price as the dragon would destroy village after village until the king relented and brought f

I comment. "Unlike you, I don't have family alive old enough to tell me about the unicorns. I had heard that after the Fires of Alira the unicorns disappeared. Strange considering they were the pillar of the world order. Or so the book says," Flavius talks glancing at me.

KYLIE'S POV The pages of the book whispered a lullaby. It sounded familiar, but I wasn't so sure where I had heard it from. It certainly wasn't from Hannah. "There was once a king. A very powerful king. Waiting beneath the time. Forgotten but never dead." the words were repeated three times, before the pages of the journal fluttered and finally shut close. "oh my gosh." I whispered when I was finally coherent. But my present state of mind didn't last for too long, because I was soon drawn into a vision of Damien standing at the edge of a cliff.

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.

“You have caught my attention, carry on.” “Whether the portals are real or not is another story, but do know the letter he sent to King Armand and the pages I once saw, were real. I want to know if Armand is truly in possession of this book, if not then…” He pauses to look me over. “Find this book for me and I can explain everything to you, as well as what you are.” “What I am?” I frown, “You are no ordinary werecat Sir Crimson, I’m sure you are aware of that, but I can help you discover who and what you really are. An exchange of information, the book I believe is Cambiador for all the knowledge I have on a hybrid like yourself.”