Lord Milori And Queen Clarion Novels & Stories

It's clear he's spent too much time on politics and not enough leading his people and getting his hands dirty with the grunt work of running a pack. Beside him, Queen Mirelle is all steel and polish, watching us like we’re pieces on a board. But it's the third figure, lounging to the queen’s left, who steals the air from the room. Princess Lilith. Sharp cheekbones, ruby hair, and a smile designed to bring males to their knees. We stop ten feet from the dais. Clinton bends at the waist first in a show of respect and deference to their station. I follow a beat later, stiff but obedient.

Once Mikael moved away, I nudged Kian. "I couldn’t agree more. I am Morgana Araqiel, Queen and Luna of Clair De Lune, and I would settle for nothing less." I teased, making Kian chuckle and pulling me against his hard, firm chest. I gasped, my heart skipping a beat thanks to his sexy chuckle that even made a few who stood around stare in our direction. I didn’t blame them, our king never laughed, well in public anyway. "I never get bored of that line… although I like it a lot more now." He murmured.

The council room earlier held many memories of Father and I discussing strategies for defeating Shadow Clan. Finally making it to the Grand Hall, Mother awaits me with Lucas, her handmaiden Rieka, and a few warriors. They are deep in conversation on my approach. But halt when seeing me. Everyone’s delighted that I’m finally here. After a moment of pleasantries, her handmaiden bursts to finish her thought. “Yes, Queen Lillandra, I would be honored to follow Lorcan to Lion Island,” Rieka says proudly. “That’s lovely. I’m sure Queen Kimarhi will be wonderful to you,” Mother hugs Rieka as a daughter.

The following days had been busy for the both of us. The war had been heated up, and the reinforcements hadn't been dispatched yet due to the pending situation of our Luna Queen candidate who was supposed to lead the brigade, my idol, General Rachelle Simon. It had been delayed due to the Eagle Mist, the elite soldiers who mercilessly struck down anyone opposing the royal lycan family, all under General Rachelle's command. Those elite soldiers were loyal only to her, and not even a member of the royal lycan family could command them without a special seal granted by her.

The sanctum throbbed, a heart torn from the ribcage of divinity. When Thalor next spoke, his voice was a chorus, one soul, many hungers. The voices of all who had burned. “Name the war.” Sirelia turned to her kneeling generals, her face composed, her eyes ablaze. “Name the queen who rises.” “Seren,” they replied, as one. “Name her claim.” “Moonblood. Ashfire. Prophecy.” “Name her flaw.” A silence settled, thick and almost sacred. Thalor answered for them. “Mercy.”

Despite the event, she wanted to see what animals Prince Thariem would bring to the main site. “Let me see you wearing clothing like mine. You are a royal cavalry captain but you are also a royal, a Lunekleare.” Queen Mariam reminded. The queen’s reminder made Darina remember Queen Mariam’s reaction the first time she heard that Darina will join the path of the Clapestrisian military. Queen Mariam fainted because of Darina’s stern pursuit. The queen took much personal pleading for Darina to live like a princess. But Darina appealed to fulfill her duty both as a princess and as a cavalry captain. Queen Mariam was only convinced when she understood that Darina can perform great work for the ki

Neifar (conqueror of lands and kingdom's ) is the feared name around the land of Jazeera that spreads like wild fire and makes people cower both in mind and body, not only is he known for his Savage ways and cold heart, he is a brutal leader, whatever he sets his eyes on he gets, even if it means bloodshed. Lorin is a princess (warrior) from the kingdom of motevi whose born and raised to defend and fight for her people even if it means her own death, she is rude and can never bow to anyone, not even the conqueror of lands when their paths intertwine.

It was already decided; I am Miliani Hwang, the official Hyungnim of the Hwang Jopok Clan. "I am proud to present to you, your new boss and leader, Miliani Hwang!" someone announces. This is the swearing-in, I am announced and the men; they bow at my feet. The men at the front of the crowd bowed, showing me their respect and causing a chain reaction. My lips were tilted upwards and my nose was high in the air. Pride swelled in my chest as knee after knee met the floor.

Mr Anderson stood staring at his daughter proudly. “A king never births a coward. You've made me proud. Now we can handle the marriage alliance as soon as possible” Clair nods. “I will go see him today and you can come later”. The sun was out when Clair arrived at the lord's tent. As always, Kurt was outside with Nathan. She walked her way inside but abruptly stopped at the entrance. “I'm sorry Ms Anderson, you can't go in without the permission of the lord” a guard announced. “How dare you? How dare you stop your future queen?” she roared, slapping the guard hard across the face.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”