Kings Of Wrath Novels & Stories

I asked the servant who was told to accompany me. “Oh, he is King Jackob Arkhan, Princess. It could be said that King Jackob Arkhan is the second strongest king in the world after King Alden and King Aldan. His land holdings became the most extensive, with wealth and captive packs even stretching from all corners of the world. So he was feared by the other Alpha Kings, and was known as the cold-blooded Alpha King.” Immediately the hairs on the back of my neck tingled completely when I heard that, Cold-blooded King was a truly terrifying term. I can imagine how many werewolf lives he had destroyed.

“No. Nails has been in charge there for five minutes.” “So.” King took a deep breath. “So – who do you want coming for you, Ace? Your own brothers? Or your own brothers and Kirk’s people? They’re both fucking bad, and make no mistake – but only one is all-out war. ” Ace and Jack both nodded, finally seeing King’s point. “You want a war, Ace?” King asked him. “You want the storm to come for you, in all its unforgiving rage? Your call, man.”

Her lips fiddled a smile as she spared none a glance, her hand clenched her seal strongly as she got to her golden throne and sat down gently. Meanwhile, Jeffery and his companions were rudely nudged to the grounds —all piercing stares on him. Jeffery lifts his face, his long hair flooding his left eye as he slowly takes in the faces of the five kings and their wives. No sympathy either remorse was evident on their faces except for King Maddox, the king of Valour which was the vampire kingdom. He looked ashamed, indeed they were good friends ever since birth. The kingdom of Valor and Crescent kingdom were the vivid souls who made the six kingdoms reunite in one stance.

Vidhant murmured while eyeing Raf’s clenched fists. "What’s happening in the Royal Clan is none of your bloody business," Raf’s aura-filled voice boomed in the area, and all shuddered on their spots, including Jake and Vidhant. Whenever any Alpha gets angry, it’s impossible for the surrounding people not to get afraid when he uses his pure Alpha voice. And Rafael is the King of Kings, which means his voice had double the power of a usual Alpha. Jake got scared for a moment, but he composed himself and said in a brave tone, "You have something which belongs to Scorpion Clan."

Part 13 My dad stands up, and cuts his palm, the King does the same, he then clasps the King's cut hand, and says, “I Havrith Smith, Alpha of Blood Moon Eclipse Pack, swear my loyalty, to the King of werewolves, King Andre Valdez, I swear that this pack, will remain neutral, and never attack a pack, that does not attack us first.”

Thanos answers. "Everyone else also has the same genes as I do. It doesn't matter who's gene is the strongest." Orion snaps back. I am assuming he doesn't like how they each can't be equals on the gene part. But, I can see where Artemis was coming from making three of the siblings have a stronger gene than the others; while Paxton's genes are equal. I mean all four will be crowned Kings of the Supernatural. Hendrix will be the Werewolf King, Orion will be the Vampire King, Dimitri will be the Witch King, and Paxton will be just the King of all Supernatural..... Right? I think that is what Artemis wanted anyways. "Woah! He's just saying since you would be able to do it the easiest. We figured

Day three, they come. Not together. One by one, like challengers. **Thorn Two** drops from the sky. Wings. He’s not wolf, not human. Bird-boned, hollow, eyes like knives. “I am Wrath,” he says. “I judge the King.” He dives at Cael. Rowan intercepts, claws out. They crash into the stump, splintering it. “Stop,” I shout. “By order of the King—” “He hasn’t earned it,” Wrath snarls, pinning Rowan. “A baby doesn’t rule, strength rules.”

A murmur rippled through the ranks, a mix of agreement and fear. “Tonight, he has declared war,” Dante continued. “And tomorrow, I will show him what war truly means. I will burn his strongholds. I will hang his captains by their tongues from the walls of their own castles. I will make his name a curse whispered by mothers to frighten their children. And when I find him, when his coward’s heart beats its last, I will carve it from his chest and show it to the world.” The soldiers, exhausted and broken, still found their voices rising in a roar at their king’s words. The Wrath of the King was not just vengeance—it was fuel, igniting the embers of their resolve.

"I had wished that your coming into power would be in a peaceful era, but it wasn't to be done. Soon, we will go to war against Wratharis. No matter what the outcome, we will be pulled into a spiral of problems. War, diplomatic issues, internal issues. There are so many problems we will have to face. In those turbulent times, new heroes will abound. Some of them will shine will others would fall. I–do not wish for you to be one of those who fall. So here and now I am asking once again." With eyes more serious than anything, she repeated with a low voice," Are you ready? Are you ready to fight for your kingdom? Are you ready to brave the tumultuous time ahead of us? Are you ready to direct yo

Prince Cyrus sat on his throne, his mind heavy with grief and anger. His kingdom of Kingstonville had been under attack by the Twilight Pack, a group of vicious werewolves who were causing chaos and destruction wherever they went. And honestly, it wasn't the group of twilight packs that had been attacking the people of kingstonville. It was another city, and the reason was because of the way Cyrus and his late father treated some people. That's why they've a couple of enemies.