Kings Of Chaos Eva Ashwood Novels & Stories

Zerachiel’s rage and my own are blending into an inferno that is slipping from my control. I frown as just then, I hear the members of the court and Dad hurry over and she gracefully slides her legs down and I step back. “This is absurd.” “Turn… Luna Evangeline….” “Oh, I’ve seen the brand and even if it’s similar to your mark, it is not the same mark of the king!” “Just shut up.” Kash growls. I frown as I cross my arms and try to focus on what they are saying, the mark of the king?

Baxter tell him. “Nonsense, Let’s call this place to order and do it now. No sense in the two trips.” Augustus turns around and goes back to his seat. “We are here to witness a second mate trial. This time between Adam Kingston and Evie, I’m sorry what is your last name?” “Kingston, I took my mates name,” Evie stands tall and solid. “What was your former name, title and pack?” Baxter asks. “My former name was Evelyn Shaw, Princess of the Night Claw, daughter of Alpha Hendricks Shaw.”

Yet, the sincerity in Ashier's voice and the intensity of his gaze gave her pause. Caught between her loyalty to Ashier and her own reservations, Alisha found herself at a crossroads once again. The weight of the kingdom's future and Ashier's well-being hung in the balance, forcing her to confront the uncertainty that lay before them. She stared at Ashier, searching for answers within herself, grappling with conflicting emotions and a sense of duty. In that moment of hesitation, Alisha realized that the choices she made next would shape the course of their lives and the destiny of the kingdom.

"Yeah, anyway, on the planet where I was raised, there was this particular legend, that when the universal empire of the originals fell and they were wiped from the cosmos, they had a secret plan to bring themselves back, they left these heirs among the lower races, granting them the power to command origins." "Okay," Nya nodded. So there were also legends about the Regis? "Well, there’s strong evidence that these 'heirs' actually exist, and that they possess capabilities beyond adepts and phantasms," Terror explained, “and a whole cabal of them control Hyperion from the shadows,” "Are you getting to anything resembling point soon?" Nya asked impatiently "Suppose you were a handsome, dashing

“Priestess Eva? What’s wrong? Did something happen to her?” Asha jumped up from her seat as she hastily approached General Markus with her eyes fully focused on Priestess Eva’s figure. She saw that her mentor is awake, but Priestess Eva’s current condition did not make her happy. Her mentor has always been a stable and noble individual in her memories. When has she even seen her break down like this? Asha’s hatred for the Royal family of the Royal ark clan deepened at seeing Priestess Eva’s state.

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

She said as she gasped for breath “I have done to you what you did onto me with extra bonuses slut” Chaos replied flatly “Who do you even think you are?” “You should have asked that before you started to mess with my mate when I got here. But I will tell you anyway… I am Khione Dava Chaos, 3rd child to King Chaos and heir to his throne.My father is the King of Kings of the underworld and the lord of Lords of all darkness that exists in this realm and the other.

No reply came. But in his chest, the bond pulsed again. Stronger. And in that silence, he knew. She remembered something. Whether it was pain… or him… he didn’t know. But soon, he would. And then the real chaos would begin. Because Darian Draven wasn’t just a mate seeking love. He was a king seeking what was stolen. And he would not stop until every shadow was burned and every truth laid bare—until she stood beside him, whole, free, and his.

That also happened to be when I realized that there had to be something seriously wrong with me because even covered head to toe in mud, blood, and god only knows what else, the heat in those emerald eyes as he looked me over instantly had heat rising to a place it had no right to be at the moment. I turned away from him, probably blushing, but the second his warm palm landed on my back, my whole body relaxed for the first time since we walked up here. Slowly, I replaced my knife with one of the sheaths along my ribs as I looked up at the king once more. "How were you able to defeat that many so quickly?" The king asked, narrowing their icy eyes on Xavier now.

“Why? Williams, you’re a firefighter. Don’t you know how toxic smoke is? “I told you that I was pregnant, but you gave the mask to Leia. Now, you’re asking me why I had an abortion? Are you pretending to be clueless?” I did not want to look at him any longer. I was afraid that I might feel disgusted if I did. Williams trembled and tried to hug me. However, Leia suddenly held her forehead and started falling to the side. Coincidentally, she fell right onto Williams. He withdrew his hands and quickly supported her instead.