Kingdom Hearts 2 The Lion King Novels & Stories

He continued, and I looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” I questioned, frowning at him. “I can pretend to be your boyfriend in front of him, and we can do it when you reveal your true identity to him. He will not only be jealous, but he will also know what he lost.” He explained with a smirk. I kept silent for a while, thinking about his offer. It made sense, and it was the best way to get back at Marcus. “Arthur has a good plan, and it’s time for you to come back.” Dad cut in, his palm landing on my hair softly, “It’s time for me to announce you as the first Lycan Queen to rule our kingdom.”

With a burning heart, I forced a lopsided grin and glared back into his eyes. "What? Did you try to have me killed?" "No." He answered and his jaw set. He never took his eyes off me for a second. "How've you been?" "Doing better than I was with you. Isn't it so obvious?" My tone reeked of so much hate and contempt. I didn't bother that he could punish me for speaking rudely to him because he was the Lycan king. I didn't bother about anything at this moment except to show him just how much I hated him and wished him dead.

“Whatever’s inside… it was meant for a Dragonheart.” Rowan unrolled the parchment slowly. The edges were scorched, but the ink was still bright, written in deep crimson that shimmered like blood in firelight. Her eyes scanned the first line—and her breath stilled. “Kai,” she whispered. “Look.” He leaned closer. The First Dragonheart shall rise when the world burns… But the Second shall rise when the world breaks. Rowan’s heart thudded hard enough to shake her ribs. Kai’s jaw tightened. “Second? As in another one?”

Holding him up to the sun, he declared his name before all the people of the kingdom as Prince Kienel, the Lion Hearted one and blessed him as the people cheered for their young prince. The End.

she said, her laughter grating on my nerves. Her voice dropped into a sly tone as she leaned closer. “I’ll make you a deal,” she said. “If you agree to mate with me, I’ll leave your little toy alone. It’s obvious you have a soft spot for her. You can still play with her, still sleep with her, but I get the Luna title and your heir.”

But stopped dead in my tracks. For right before my eyes… The lions laid down their heads. They weren't attacking anymore. They were bowing. My wolf froze, stunned. Don’s chest heaved, his fur marked with dust and claw lines, but he stood tall—dominant, unyielding, undeniably powerful. The lions bowed even lower, the tips of their tails pressed flat to the earth. He defeated them. He forced them to surrender. One of them shifted back into human form: a towering man with amber eyes and scars across his chest. He knelt on one knee before Don. “You are now the rightful Alpha King of the Wild.” His voice rumbled through the clearing.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

The pack is waiting to welcome its new members. About half an hour later, it is over, and Liam manages to shift into the same black wolf as his brother. He stands very slowly and looks around, very confused. Lyra immediately puts her hands around his head, and he starts slowly licking her face. Both wolves are so beautiful; their black fur shines in the sun. Hayden's wolf starts howling, and the boys immediately mimic his action, not only boys. All the pack members are howling together, and this sound is fantastic.

She's mine. I climb, slowly and carefully, my coils wrapping the trunk, dodging the last of her barbs. The air grows heavy with her presence. It's wild, defiant and intoxicating. My hands are inches from her perch when a roar splits the night. "Coilheart!" Hadrian's voice thunders, shaking the leaves. I hiss in anger, twisting to look down. The lion king storms into the clearing, his golden eyes blazing, flanked by Fenrick's black wolf form and Nythor's white striped tiger. Three against one. Again.

Because he'd been tamed, I felt relieved. Two dwarfs appear in front of the king and inform him and his elders that Lions have arrived to attack them. They spoke in their language, but I could hear them because of the taming ring. The king told the audience to get their swords ready. They were acting in a way that showed they were terrified of the Lions.