Lannister Kingslayer Novels & Stories

Asla panicked, silently happy that daddy had spared her from marrying that Barbaric monster of a king. King Dreg of the Northern kingdom of Sulcar was known to be a fierce and vile king who kills without a second thought. King Egret cleared his throat. “I am to offer up one of my daughters for a wife as a tribute and I will be damned if I offer up my Regal princess of Thanes to that barbarian.” All nobles and officials nodded in understanding, they all drank from their chalice in celebration of peace in their kingdom. Meanwhile, Ilena stood numb with the chalice in her hand. This was a death sentence that she had just been told, to be the wife of the ruthless king of the North....

I might say, "isn’t it ironic?" "Nanny Daniele had explained to me that long ago, when the Lycan were known as powerful, cold, and wicked tyrants who ruled over the wolves, a treaty was made that one of the werewolf high born was to be married to the Lycan king's son, my father, but he wasn’t like the others, he doesn’t have the killer instincts, but he was ordered to take a bride anyway." Killian shrugged as he took out a bottle of wine and poured it into a cup. He noticed Brynn hadn’t moved an inch, but he knew she was listening attentively to everything he was saying.

Christy was telling me to keep quiet but I was obviously not willing to listen to her. " Because I am in charge of you, The Lycan King won't be bothered about slaves like you " " I am not a . . . " I started to say when I stopped myself short. She doesn't know who I was before I know where I am being taken or before I have seen the old and crazy king who finds pleasure in buying and killing slaves. " I am not going anywhere with you until you show me to the Lycan King, In fact, I refuse " Of course, I refuse, how else was I to know if I am just not being taken to the back of somewhere, where I am killed and forgotten, No! my story would not end here, I have so many things to prove, in fact,

She had a dark aura about her and her expression was as cold as ice. Still holding Lohki’s message, she cleared her throat and began to read the ominous words aloud again. Tension filled the air as she spoke, “Lycan kings of Hexon, you have two moons to surrender your lands and your people. Refusal will result in annihilation. From King Lohki” The silence that followed was thick with dread. My resolve hardened, and I spoke resolutely, “We will not bow to Lohki’s threats. Our fathers defeated him and so will we.”

Adolf fell to the floor, but William didn’t stop there; he continued stabbing him with rage clear in his eyes. “All I wanted was to be the king, but you took that from me!” he yelled, stabbing the already half-dead Adolf. After stabbing him countless times, he stopped and started laughing hysterically. “Now you will die and watch me be the king from hell,” he hissed out at Adolf with wide, horror-filled eyes. “Father!” a voice yelled in shock. I turned back, and it was Damien. “What have you done?” he yelled, running to Adolf’s body. But I guess he was already dead. A powerful Lycan king was stabbed in the back and killed unexpectedly. I am sure he never thought this was how he would die; he

“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding. The princess is not worthy to stand by my side as my Queen. I did duel for her, but for another reason.” I don’t like where this is going and the nerves in my stomach intensify at his words. The Lycans that came with Roy are laughing as if my father had just told a big joke. Roy keeps chuckling darkly as he plays with my hair and I feel the little hairs on my neck stand up when his fingers subtly brush against my skin. His next words further tighten the knot in my stomach and now I know my perfect life has really come to an end. “She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you ha

Damon shot another look at Laura’s dead body, her neck slit open with blood still wet and warm on the ground. “Enjoyed the show, son?” – Alpha Draco suddenly approached the Lycan king standing at the side He looked up at Alpha Draco’s smirking face. This man isn’t normal… there was no hint of remorse in his eyes. Whatever he did to the poor woman, he did it without conscience. “Don’t call me that.” – he said and walked away to get Norton’s jacket. Norton gave it to him without any objection. Then, the king approached the dead and covered her with the jacket. It didn’t cover everything on her body, only the higher areas. Where the wound was.

His fingers are the darkest, and at the tips, vicious claws stand ready. Slowly, he brings up the clawed hand until it's looking Ragnar in the face. "I warned you," the Lycan King growls. "You do not mess around with what belongs to me." "My King—" Ragnar doesn't get to finish the words, because they morph into a shrill, ear-piercing howl of pure pain as the king brings down his claws with a bone-chilling finality. Blood splatters against the white pillar, and I turn around and press my face against Anton's chest, not wanting to see the rest.

His father was not fully recovered and that bothered him greatly, he had a lot to deal with, and talking with the vampire kings was not on his priority list. Kieran ran through all that happened again. Alessandro growled, “Draco it’s pretty simple to understand”, Alessandro interrupted Kieran. Draco was a prince, son of King Draven, “They laid an ambush, took us completely unawares, however, every single one of the scoundrels is dead...”, he shrugged lightly, “Not exactly, but it is inevitable”. Kieran sensed Alessandro’s agitation and picked up from where he stopped, “What’s more important is suggesting long-lasting ways to prevent a recurrence”.

Dorin continued, “The mad king took the Ravante women against their will and forced himself on them to get silver mage children, problem is, only two, pure blooded, Ravante silver mages can have a silver mage child gifted with the silver tongue, so of course he didn’t get any. Also, most of the women killed themselves or simply died due to the torture and humiliation, but there was one who survived and gave birth to a child. He wasn’t a silver mage, though, but it was said that Elazar took care of him as his own, and that they started this University together.” “Yes, that much is true,” Mordecai said, nodding his head. “So, that Mad king just got away with the shit he did?” Johan asked, wide