Kingmaker Book Novels & Stories

She looks me over one last time before walking off, and I grind my teeth together in aggravation. Every time I bring up my major, I get the same looks. People just assume I am a wolfbagger, but I'm not. I genuinely find supernatural history interesting. I am not studying werewolves, so I can trick a werewolf into giving me long life or mating with me. I like learning about all of them, dragons, sirens, and fairies I sigh as I collect my pile of books. I already paid my tab on the cafe's app, so there is no need to call my disgusted waitress back over. I pull my jacket on and pick up my loaded book bag.

To a hidden passage. "Here," he said, pressing a stone. It swung inward, revealing stairs. We descended. The chamber was massive. Shelves lined every wall. Books. Scrolls. Artifacts. And in the center, on a stone pedestal— A book. Leather-bound. Ancient. Pulsing with dark magic. "The Grimoire of Bonds," I breathed. Marcus nodded. "Everything she knew. How to create them. Break them. Control them." I reached for it. The moment my fingers touched leather, pain exploded through my arm.

I let out quietly, and suddenly I feel him growl deeply into my neck before he begins kissing my neck slowly, his grip tightening around my body as I feel him tense. "Mine..." He lets out with a low groan, his tone possessive as he keeps me closer to him. I press my lips together and force myself to breathe normally, but I don't manage it. I bring my hands to his chest in an attempt to push him away, but I only find myself pulling him closer. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. Cole Drakov is the Rogue King... and here he is... having me pinned against a tree as he kisses my neck and claims me as his... and the worst part is...

When we reached a height that allowed me to see the span of the fighting, I signaled for him to stop. “We won’t last long here,” he said. “I’m already tiring.” I focused on the spells I’d read in Morena’s book. I knew that since it was only a ruse to throw us off that aliens created the horrific weapons that were chiseling away at my heroic supernatural warriors, she had to have gotten her magic from her grimoire. Therefore, the antidote was in there too. I memorized it before hiding the grimoire and setting off to save Gwendoline.

"F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e. S a m e. I... w o n d e r... i f... y o u r... l i f e... i s... p a t h e t i c... o r... y o u... l i k e... l i v i n g... i n... m i s e r y." He clicked his tongue and the book disappeared from his hand. He put his chin on the back on his hand and stared at her who was standing silently. "Why are you with him? Can't you see these red flags."

She’d not felt his movements, and this concerned her. “Oh, dear, we want nothing with you. It is your unborn child that we take much interest in,” Claris responded standing back up. “You see, your child is what we call a child of promise. Many centuries ago, before your father, King Samael, banished me from Etheron, my former Mentor, Milvan, foresaw his birth and the great savior that he would become not only for Etheron, but to all galaxies who opposed the Ervilian rule under King Japheth,” she smiled as if she were telling a story to a child.

The search for him in the last couple of months made her complete the last book by creating fictional events that had references to real events and combining them altogether. They say that if you want something to materialize, keep on mentioning, thinking, and writing them down. Despite everything, there's still not a single update about him except for a very few old information that she received from people who had contact with him way back. Hyun made an accurate observation. She could've written a love story with a happy ending – the one that sells to many but chose not to. Sad ending in a story is not new but she has many reasons for using it. Readers and viewers must be reminded that

I wonder when my Knight in Shining armor will arrive. Perhaps, I will have to fulfill the duties of Knight in Shining Armor myself because that asshole is taking too long. As soon as I stepped inside his study room, his intoxicating Rosewood scent shushed down all thoughts in my mind. When he is near, I can only focus on him. “ Alpha. Miranda gave this blank book to her. ” Xavier reveals to Alpha King who is too busy in his phone to look at me. Prick. I curse in my mind and his eyes shoot up to meet mine instantly, startling me.

I asked, looking around at the mess of papers and books. She waved her hand dismissively. "I've been reading all night, I just moved my workstation here when I knew you had left." Derek stood at my side, and Shirer thrust a book up at me. "This is the only book I have found out of thousands of books that mentions anything about the warlock king having daughters." Derek's eyes narrowed as he looked at the book. "This is the only mention of the warlock king's daughters?" he asked, his voice skeptical.

Tai growls. Marek turns his attention to the King, shadows playing off the sharp lines of his face, making him appear far more intimidating, which I didn't think was possible. "Yes, you do. Unless you want me to kill you and Vaia right here, because I would take great pleasure in it." I press my hand against his broad chest. "Marek...Don't." He looks down at me, that hard gaze softening . "I'm not going to help someone who doesn't want it."