Kingdom: Ashin Novels & Stories

My pulse hammered, uneven, and I pressed both hands against my stomach, as though I could shield the life inside me with nothing sheer will alone. I felt Ronan’s gaze steady on me, but I couldn’t bring myself to meet it yet. My mind replayed the patterns, the call-and-response of the howls. It was warcraft, not hunger. Asher hadn’t just made a pack, he’d made an army. And if he could command them with this kind of discipline, then nowhere was truly safe. Not the forest, not the villages, not even the palace walls. Fear pressed in until it was hard to breathe, because this was no longer only about survival; this was survival of an entire Kingdom.

Taln told Ashr that he was happy that he defeated his brother for the throne and also captured me for his partner. "You both make a handsome couple, you are going to please the council dressing as such," Edard said truthfully and I smiled internally as Ashr threaded his arm with mine and we walked side by side. I glanced around and noticed that they were a tall race so I didn't feel like a freak. I glanced behind us and saw Seth escorting the two heirs who were dressed lovely in gold. Ashr glanced over to see them and commented," I'm going to inform the council that they are Alhan's and the princess's offspring and we are planning on raising them as our own. I grinned slightly and nodded. Ou

But tonight, there were no shadows left to hide in. I stood before the mirror, hands rigid at my sides as the royal blacksmith buckled the last piece of armor into place across my chest. The sigil of the royal bloodline burned in silver over my heart, the crescent fang wrapped in flame. My reflection didn’t blink. A crownless king. A grieving mate. A soldier built from broken promises. Ashley stood to the side, watching me like she wasn’t sure whether to salute or scream. “You look like him,” she said finally.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

He usually remained silent, fingers pressed together and head bowed slightly, buried in thought. Lord Asher narrowed his gaze at Kaida and chuckled. “Of course, he’s your brother; you would support keeping the useless beast here until he eats everyone up!” Before Kaida could reply, the door swung open, and Brevin walked inside. “Careful, Asher,” he said, walking to the empty chair next to Dominus. “He is still your Alpha king, even if he is feral.” Lord Asher hissed menacingly. The room hung in silence as everyone took turns glancing at Dominus. But Asher was too young and reckless to understand or fear the silence.

It was the blinding, beautiful light of a king looking at his true legacy. "We are not just surviving anymore, Elara," Ashren said, his voice thick with overwhelming emotion. "We are going to bring the forests back." The plot twist of the First Kings was not just a weapon of mass destruction. It was the ultimate promise of rebirth. Kaelen had inherited an empire of synthetic ash and dead machines. But we had inherited the very soul of the earth. I looked at my mate and then out over the lush, vibrant green canopy of the ancient grove.

They filled the room with an otherworldly grace and the faint scent of pine. "The last of us are through," one announced, his voice a low hum. I allowed the portal to seal. A figure in more ornate armor approached, removing his helm. Cassius. My breath caught, as it always did. His noble features, framed by his black hair, were set with grim purpose. "Thalia. We are yours to command." "But you are their king, Cassius," I managed. His gaze was unwavering. "Though I am king, tonight I am merely your sword. We all are."

she whimpered as tears fell from her eyes, "There is a darkness inside me Azian, do you really want to destroy the world?" ---------SYNOPSIS I'm looking for my beloved. She was taken from me. hidden from my very eyes till it was too late. But my dragon will find her even if it means the end of the world. if she dies, everyone shall perish. I am Azian, prince of Dragons. I need my Kaya. only she can control my beast and his Ultra. THIS IS AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS BOOK 3

Kingdom of Draconia Annabelle Aoki Ahsan took us back to his kingdom this morning and since then he hasn't left his palace. He’s locked in a meeting with his advisors and warriors, drawing names and allocating dragon shifters and fae warriors into different groups. I on the other hand returned to the mansion and occupied my time by checking on the books and paraphernalia that were brought back from the beach house.

It humbled him. "I need your help." King Asher said, breaking him from his reverie. "On what matter If I may ask." But he thought he knew, "On the matter at hand. How do we keep the Athànatoi from destroying our kingdom?" Jasper cocked a brow. "I am not your chief advisor." It took Jasper a second or two to realise what he had just said and in the third second he bowed his head and said, "I mean no disrespect, your Majesty." "Raise your head, Moline. It is true you are not my advisor, chief, or otherwise. But I value your opinion. If you have any, speak." Jasper looked into his eyes, eyes that so resembled Hannah's and nodded before opening his mouth to speak,