King Von Dreads の小説・ストーリー

The sky over the Shattered Vale burned with the aftermath of war, smoke rising in black plumes, molten rivers casting eerie light over the battlefield. Soldiers, exhausted and battered, pressed forward, rallying behind the king who now moved like living fire. Verath Dravenor, Dragon King, had fully unleashed his power, wings spanning the horizon, scales glowing molten gold. Every step he took scorched the ground, yet his focus was unwavering, tethered by the bond that connected him to Elara.

The knights gathered in front of the castle, facing their King who was standing in front of them with confidence. The Duke of Vulas watched him giving orders to his army. A part of him didn't believe that their plan could work, he doubted that a simple elixir could help them defeat the most dangerous creatures in the world. He saw him pacing in front of the males and females who will fight by his side, his hands behind his back, walking with confidence and pride. He had a presentiment that this was not going to last long. He averted his gaze and his eyes rested on the beautiful diamond-haired. Fear and worry were drawn on his pale face.

(Hume aap logo ke vishwas hai lekin,) "But respected Priest, I am a Satrap. I learned to move the sword with my hands. The King needs the Queen in the backend and what would be a Queen if she doesn't even protect herself. How she will protect her Empire when she was reliable on others for her safety and the thing is not about safety. He disrespects the Wedded Princess of your Empire and I taught him a lesson of disrespecting a Women and I will continue teaching if needed."She said looking at the ground and her words made everyone silent in the hall and I smiled. Tigress... Roarrrrrrr

After that, it was time for me to get ready to meet the so-called king. I’ve heard a lot about King Cullen. I know he’s handsome and is rich. He has one of the strongest Kingdoms in North America. He is the king of all clans over there. So it intrigued me to know what he wanted to talk about. After a quick shower, I put on a sheer black dress, high stockings, and black heels. My hair was loose, and I wore some makeup. As I put my rings on, Liam walks in and lets me know he is on his way. He told me he had passed the entrance. Nodding, I walk out with Liam in tow.

He maintains such till date. Oceania is ruled by King Raven, a man fond of a good fight between the best of his vampire subjects and another creature he captures from anywhere. He would laugh at them as they pleaded for help, and the ones he would leave to run away, he'd torture them mentally, through visions, until they knew not what they were doing and they killed themselves. Raven is known to teach Theodore more ways to enjoy and achieve their fetishes.

I pleaded in front or the handsome stranger "Leaving a girl alone at this hour in a place like this is not something the king of Dreivina kingdom will do. I am Dominic Mason princess Violet the vampire King of Dreivina kingdom." King Dominic said and I mumbled his name as well to hear how it sounds from my mouth. It rolled out perfectly out of my tongue. His name suits his personality completely complimenting the dangerous aura he has around him. "Princess, did you think?" he asked and I cleared my throat I did not think about it but when I tried to remember I got it how I came here

I tell them I'm ready. They take me in the castle and King Ryu says, "What is your name and where do you come from?" I said, "I am Kayda Drayce. I came from the Northern Kingdom. I have something to tell you. It's very urgent. I left my kingdom to tell you myself." He said, "And what would that be?" I said, "You will have a major earthquake tonight. You need to get all of your people out of their houses and into a safe open field. At least if the ground splits, they can shift and take flight. If they are trapped in their homes, they can be killed." He said, 'What would you want if this comes true?" I said, "I would like to live in your kingdom. There is a new princess in my old kingdom, that

Chapter 69: Six Years Ago The West Kingdom was a land of beauty and strict traditions. Princess Victoria was the cherished daughter of the king and was known for her grace and poise. Yet, beneath her royal demeanor, she harbored a secret that defied her father's expectations. In the shadowed halls of the palace, Victoria had found comfort in the company of Benjamin Marlowe, the scholarly son of Head Minister Marlowe from the Middle Kingdom. Their clandestine meetings were filled with whispered conversations of their affection. Benjamin's intelligence and gentle nature captivated Victoria, and their bond deepened into a forbidden love.

Unlike the others, he is wearing breeches, not a kilt. A strange feeling jolts through me. Recognition, perhaps, though I am sure we’ve never met. Ethan stiffens. Duncan sits down at the empty seat at the left hand side of the table, and my attention flicks back to where it should be right now. The Wolf King. There’s something predatory in his gaze as he looks me up and down. His kilt is the same color green as Vladimir’s. Ethan implied that Vladimir’s whole clan was horrible. Yet when Ethan spoke of the king, his voice softened.

The Lord’s hands were up to the elbows in blood, and the entire perimeter of the floor of the room was covered with scarlet liquid. Vladyka did not immediately realize that he was no longer alone. A faint splash distracted the king's attention. Frozen for a moment, Vragenn turned sharply and met his gaze with bottomless, dark eyes without pupils. They reminded him of the night sky during the new moon. The pale face was hidden by short, uneven strands of black hair.