Kings Of Chaos Book 1 の小説・ストーリー

Every detail screamed wealth and divine taste. This is fitting, Karl thought darkly. My sextuplets are of royal blood. They deserve nothing less. “The King is here!” the herald’s voice rang. From the library upstairs, Jacinta froze mid-sentence, her heart sinking. The king? Here? Has he… released Lois already? Turning quickly to the children, she composed her voice. “You all stay here. Practice your magic. And remember—no Chaos. I need to step out for a moment. I’ll return soon.”

Book #1: The Alpha King Ugly Bride Book #2: His Forbidden Mate Book #3: The Alpha King Runaway Bride Book #4: The Alpha King's Last Wish. Please read in this order This is the last book of the series. Thank you for staying around for it. Attention!! For distinction purposes, the slave army will be referred to as slaths in this book. Thank you for staying around this long. Happy reading. Three months ago "Fada!" Lyon called, running down the stairs to where King Xavier stood beside his carriage, which had just brought him home. Queen Mia followed behind the little boy with a smile, holding the baby boy in her hand.

Placed perfectly between the two thrones. Like a bridge. Or a warning. On top of it— A single piece of parchment. Old. But untouched by time. Chaos stepped forward, clearly enjoying himself. “Well,” he said lightly, glancing at Sol, “were you perhaps looking for the names of the Kings and Queens who came before you?” Sol didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. We both were. Chaos picked up the parchment— And handed it to us. “Then you should start here.” I took it carefully.

Willow requested with a straight face. "Where was I before I was rudely disturbed? Oh yes, I want you to spy on the vampire king and report his activities. Unlike the werewolf king, this king is not bothered about the raising rogues in his area. His behavior is somewhat suspicious and I want to know what is he hiding" "What do you think will happen if we don't catch this culprit?" "Then I believe we will be facing an army of intelligent rogues. And these rogues are made. That means anyone can be turned rogue. No one is safe. And it is limitless."

I didn't notice Tana had left my hand until I saw her fall to her knee, her head lowered. Only then did I raise my head and saw three men sitting on what looked like thrones. The one in the middle had hair as dark as the night, the other two had golden hair and silver hair respectively. I was suddenly shoved from the back and forced into a kneeling position. I snarled furiously and glared at the person who pushed me. It was the man who came with Tana and me. The man with the dark hair was the first one to speak. “Three days ago, you were found in the woods of Thornwood borders by Lord Byron Wesley of the Shadowborn, during a Hollowborn hunt. You were brought to the Dragon Keep, where we disc

This man was living like a supernatural billionaire king straight out of fantasy romance novels and somehow nobody thought to warn me. “You really built all this?” I asked quietly while sitting down. Jayden sat beside me before stretching one arm across the back of the couch casually. “With my mates help.” He responded with a dreamy smile. “But still.” He looked around the room slowly afterward. “When I first got here everything was chaos,” he admitted quietly. “The kingdoms were constantly fighting. People kept trying to kill each other every five business days.” “That still sounds like our family.” “That’s fair honestly.” I smiled slightly despite myself.

She might love Caleb or think she does, but I am the one that will eventually marry her and make her happy. With the help of the witches, the vampires that haven’t fled are killed, while the dragons are forced to shift into their human form and are dragged into the portal. If rumors are true, the King of the Dragons has some understanding with Tatiana regarding rogue dragons, but I am yet to know all the details, as I have been an Alpha for a short time, and there are many things that I still don’t know.

Until the supernatural and mortal world was safe again. After tearful reassurances, they settled with their mates. He pulled Mish to his lap, embracing her securely, and wiping her tears. His heart, beating for her, squeezed in pain. Her nephews and niece meant a lot to her. To them. Mounted on the walls were cinema-like screens. Alexander, the Lycan King had called for an emergency council meeting. Lucas, the Dragon King had started to extrapolate, presenting hard shreds of evidence. They were prepared to go to war. Four powerful kings could not be stopped by elders. He had the second-largest army in all of the realms, hardened soldiers, integrated with the wolves, waiting at his command.

And yet, Garrick… Garrick had moved for me. But why was a king—my mate—so quiet in the presence of these people? Why did he look… conflicted? Like there were strings on his limbs, holding him back from acting on his own will? He was Ronan, the ruthless, terrifying, unforgiving king of our kind. And yet he hadn’t spoken more than a few words in my defense. Hadn’t claimed me. Hadn’t even looked at me properly. Why? Why did Chloe’s family matter so much?

A law I wish I could break free from. Humans have kings but we dragons have not had a king in over a thousand years since the Fires of Alira. Since dragons have broken away from the old kingdom of Highmire, individual dragon hordes are ruled by chieftains. One would think that being the daughter of the most powerful man in the horde would mean I have an easy life, but that is not the case. Because of who I am, I am held to higher expectations than anyone else. I must be stronger than most. If I am weak, it makes my father look weak.