Lord Kazalim Novels & Stories

I never bothered to study the Castellans rituals, now I feel they will be more relevant to me than I thought them to be. Rômulo sighs and relaxes in his chair. —And your majesty assumes that the little knight here will also be able to?- I knew he would be involved in this sooner or later. The king's sweet gaze turns to me and asks: —Zadkiel Alamex of Kreg, Knight of Castela, can you chase, capture, kill and dissect a wild boar? —When such a calm voice speaks such violent words, I am reminded that this is also the man who with his hands killed many of mine and led men who killed even more. In short, scary. I swallow it dry. With difficulty, I force my gaze to meet the kings and reply:

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Kane smiled widely , he clapped his hands twice . " There you have it Josh , Wasn't too hard now , was it ? " , Kane encouraged . Josh let out a sigh . " I didn't think it was possible for you to get scarier Kane ", Josh told him . Kane laughed . " But , honestly . Where the hell is that fucker Kaz ? " , Kane asked too . Kaz was the one of them that was taking his new job way too seriously , he was constantly gone . ' Gathering intel ' was all he ever did these days .

"I have more important things to deal with than executing you right now, Tell Halphas I agreed to make it quick for you, the man does like to draw out an execution." "You think we're going to let you do this?" Calista shakes her head, her claws elongating. "Our daughter is still Alpha of East River and we have the strongest warriors in the area." Eligor chuckles to himself, shaking his head but doesn't reply, stepping away from Zachariah's hand and continuing down the well worn path as though we're just out for a leisurely stroll and not in the middle of a battle. "Eligor, I challenge you for the leadership of the amalgamation of packs you name the Kingdom. Do you accept or are you a coward?

“It's a long shot for sure, but, her sister is a warrior, which would give her access to the schedules, she could be pissed at me still from how I ended things when I found you.” “She has a sister?” she says, her arms dropping from my neck and crossing at her chest. “Yeah, Liz and their parents were Kyle’s sponsor family, it could be a coincidence but it’s all we’ve got right now.” Isla’s face softens like she is lost in her thoughts. just as a sharp knock strikes the door. I place a soft kiss on the crown of her head “That would be Grayson, I’ll let you know if we get any new leads”

The men who were trailing KuLaa's car on the day she arrived in Baril. Jum was the wizard while Lao and Peruh were werewolves. "Not so fast, Lord KuLaa. Killing someone from the house of Zotes is a crime punishable by death." Jum's voice was like the echoes of soothing music.

Ace kissed her cheek before walking to where his brothers stood. “you look beautiful” he whispered, the moment she stood in front of him. Camila grinned. “you don’t look too bad yourself” she replied earning a small chuckle from him. “we are gathered here to witness the marriage of Roman Romero and Camila Santiago” the priest started. He read all the marriage rites and had the couple repeat after him, he led Camila in her vows but when it was Roman’s turn, he pulled out a paper from his pocket. He’d written special vows.

“Jermaine Leonard!” Kace Jones knew that name well. After making his comeback through gambling, his interest in the field was piqued, and he managed to seek tutelage under the famous Avalokitesvara. He learned a lot from his master. Two years ago, Avalokitesvara was brutally wiped out in a game of wager. Despite not being there personally, Kace knew that his master retired immediately after the loss and left the gambling scene. The winner who defeated him was the God of Gamblers.

Philip closed the curtains of his room and sat down on the bed with his laptop. He had to find out who was responsible for the unjustified accusations against the CRUZ company. The company had suffered a further decrease in profit by seventy percent over the last few weeks. He understood that it was easier to fall from a ladder than to get back up and he didn't want it to happen to the CRUZ company.

Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious. Tonight, he was up against another monster a man rumored to be just as deadly, ju