Lannister Kingslayer Novels & Stories

When he closed the door behind himself I walked towards the large window where the lights of the moon were penetrating. Lycans like us don't exist anymore, and if they do, they're really rare and hard to find. I am the last of its kind right here in New York, and the most powerful. They call me the lord of the wolves. Alpha Kyle holds a huge grudge against me, and if I can remember vividly it's been two years now. His mate had fled away from him after so much torture. She had gone through hell before she came to me for help, but I refused her.

light. "Dante, move!" I screamed. I snapped my black-mercury wings open, the blades extending to their full six-foot span. I dived into the fray, my wings clashing against the Kingslayer’s glaive. The sound was a high-frequency shriek that made the Scrappers fall to their knees, blood leaking from their ears. The Kingslayer was stronger than anything we had ever fought. Every time I struck him, his armor absorbed the frequency, glowing brighter with every hit. He was a "Void-Sink."

He was her great grandfather. Standing up in the middle of the mess, he swepted his hands down his pant legs. Once finished he turned to the King and gave him a bowed. Turning around he bowed his head in respect to the council members in front of him. As he lifted his head, his eyes looked straight at Jezzebelle and they had rage firing in them and it was directed straight at her. Janelle was being watched by two of the royal guards, the Leigonaires. Highly trained skilled warriors with one purpose to dedicate and protect the royal family. But as the King never married, it is just him they are dedicated to. Bryon and Cassius have no problem flexing their muscles in the right direction even i

Hannah King in all her pristine fineness. That I thought I poisoned. “Why would you do that? I can just finish the job by myself. All you have to do is give the order. Don’t tell me you’re dying as we speak.” “I’m not going to drop dead immediately but I will leave this world soon. I made the girl give me rat poison instead of sugar and made sure it was caught on the CCTV camera as evidence. It didn’t kill me on the spot as I thought it would though. It’s a slow but certain death. Jonathan asked me to spend my last days with him and Hunter but I decided to come to you instead. I’m leaving you behind and entrusting her into your hands. Whenever you feel pity for her, remember my death and don

“We shouldn't run into each other. I don't want to glance at you ever again. Just stay away from me, I must find out if this is true and who is behind it before believing you…'' I uttered, my mind clouded. Kiah isn't aware, or she would have talked about it earlier. I wonder who it is that took such a risk to disobey the Alpha King's command. When I entered the sitting room, the Prince and the others watched me. They must have heard Tyrion. “I don't think it's true. No one would go against the King's order…" I broke the silence in the room and hurried to leave the building with the trash bag. “It would better be a prank because my father is searching for the source of the scholarship and wou

he stated while running his fingers over my face. I was feeling disgusted when he touched me. His fingers were cold as ice and it sent a chill to my skin. The feeling was completely different than what Keiser made me feel for him. Though I hate him as well, but this bloodsucker is a monster, Benjamin Lanister is his name. One of the Royal Vampires of North, he and his family is known well for the destruction of a city owned by humans. Once they were dead, almost, until they were found by a group of innocent humans. They were looking for ancient treasures drugged by supernatural creatures and accidentally found them.

Presumably, he had slapped her and she fell to the floor. Ava tried to go to them but I caught her hand and shook my head. This was none of our business. I heard another smack and her chin trembled. 'It's not our business to intervene. She belongs to him,' I mind-linked her. "My King," the man said and bowed when he spotted us. "My Queen." "What seems to be the problem?" she asked him and eyed the slave crying on the floor. "I had told my pet to get me a couple of books Lord Leikos had personally ordered me to get for him," he said.

I could see the astonishment in his eyes as a result of my words. Nonetheless, regardless of how alluring I seemed to be, I struggled to immediately attain my objectives since his countenance quickly became serious and I was now lying on my back as he towered over me. After that, he totally removed his tattered robe. “I don’t beg. I don’t seek forgiveness. I’m the Lycan King,” he stated forcefully, "I kneel before you not because I want to offer you pleasure but because I want to see your troubled face."

My heart impossibly shattered even more, making me stagger back as a stray tear rolled down my shocked cheeks. He hummed and waved his hands, immediately dismissing me while knowing very well that I wasn't okay with the arrangement but since when did Sullivan ever care about my opinion? I quietly returned to my room, all the while recalling every rumor I had ever heard about the Lycan king. His name was believed to be Hunter Tiberius Williams and he was cruelty in human form.

Roux begins, looking between Marcus, Javier, and Dae-Hyun, who somehow were all here together. "Allow me to introduce myself," he finally let go of me. "The name's Roux, but more I importantly to you scums I am the first king of Langley. You should pay deep respect to me for if I never graced this institution, you fools would've never have had any so-called power to degrade my sister like that. In fact, when I was king, I never had to touch people to have them fall into place, my mere presence was enough to set the off." I clench my jaw at my brother's words and pull on his sleeve. He ignores me and steps forward.