Kingmaker Book Novels & Stories

he said. I shake my head. "No, he never really said anything until you yourself told me. Whatever book you are talking about, I haven't seen it too." I said. Priam cleared his throat and opened the book in front of me. "This is the book I created about your father, the late king Lycaon. Loki was supposed to tell you everything that you has to know about yourself and king Lycaon." he took a deep breath and looked at me." But I guess, he never had the chance to."

“He doesn’t understand the choice. The next Alpha King will be chosen, not by strength alone, but by blood and will. The council believes they will guide it, but the child decides.” I looked at the baby. His tiny hand moved, pointing deliberately. Towards Damon. Damon noticed and frowned. “What is he doing?” “The council underestimates him,” I said softly. “The child sees more than they ever will. He is the Kingmaker, Damon. Not you. Not me. Not even the council.” Damon’s eyes narrowed. “Kingmaker? He’s an infant.” “Infants can see truths adults blind themselves to,” Lucian interjected. “He is not ordinary. He will choose. That choice will shift the balance of power.”

“I carry life.” The seers bowed. “She is the bearer.” “She is the mother.” “She is the change.” — Three days after the flame entered Aria, the Grove sent its final message. A crown appeared. Not golden. Not silver. But blood-red. Forged from bone and fire, it hovered above the altar, pulsing with ancient magic. The seers gathered, trembling. The elders stood back, wary. Even Kaelion’s mark flickered with unease. Lucien stepped forward. “That’s not hers.”

King Atticus and Queen Karina are long gone, but their descendants have followed in their footsteps. Thanks for reading The Omega's Stand and The Making of a King. If you would like another story in this series let me know. I do plan to step away from werewolf stories for a while. I need some fresh creativity. Love you awesome readers.

"Okay, then how do we find this out?" "Well, surely there is a library here. Maybe the answers are there," I pointed out. "This would be something you would have to ask Nerrian," he said. "Who's that?" "That is the Sorcerer. He is in charge of the magick and the history of the Golden Draygons," Erik replied. "Magick? Sorcerer?" Erik gave me a half-grin. "You are surrounded by Draygon shifters, and you are doubting the existence of magick?"

"Prospero the Exiled. I thought you were dead." "Many people prefer to think so," Prospero said quietly, but his eyes never left Jake's face. "Jake Morrison. Blackwood pack, if I remember correctly. Your Alpha still James Blackwood?" "Yes sir. But how did you—" Jake stopped, understanding dawning. "You remember every pack affiliation you ever encountered." "It was useful, in my previous life." Miranda looked between them, her mind reeling. "Dad, what is he talking about? Kingmaker? Exile? What previous life?"

he took a deep breath and said, "but I have come up with an offer for you and I hope you consider it." Xasha took out a leather-covered book from his storage pack. The title was, 'basic Magic compression vol. 1.' "While the magic compression technique is still in its infancy, I've made some breakthroughs in the past three years since I first developed it. I now have enough knowledge to fill this book." The king took the book in hand, he opened it and started flipping through pages, "amazing," was all he would comment under his breath from time to time. He closed the book as he looked up and Xasha.

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Now way in hell was she his. “I don’t know, but it is what I have seen. As far as I can tell, she is the Kingmaker who she chooses or falls in love with will be the next King of hell, and will also decide the fate of magic. If she chooses the wrong one, magic will be wiped out forever.” “Why would it be wiped out forever?” Rook asked.

recognize. I walked over to her, and sat down. “Hey! What you reading?” I peered over, “oh Narcia you’re here! I’m sorry I didn’t realize! I am actually thrilled to see you, do you think you could help me with this…” she started rambling excitedly, “Alpha Marcus came to me yesterday and gave me this book. I have seen it before, when he helped Mila the first time we was cursed, he used it to draw out the magic in her… he called it a G.. Gim.. Gam..” she was stuttering trying to remember, “a Grimoire?” I asked. “YES! That is it.. have you heard of it before?” I looked at her amused, “a Grimoire is just a fancy word for a spellbook, it’s basically just a textbook of magic. You can’t use it unl