Lord Of North Novels & Stories

And when they finally adjusted their eyes from the onslaught of sunlight, gasps full of terror left the nobles' lips. Standing proudly in front of them, a large number of northern warriors were fully equipped with northern weapons. At the center among them was the alleged King of the North, his passive expression irked Prince Lauren. He decided to step out since he had no time to deal with pesky savages. He needed to end his brother. "Move, barbaric scum."

I called out in anger. He presented himself almost immediately. "My lady, is there something the matter?" Phillip asked. "What is this?" I asked frustrated. "Do you own the north? Have we lost this war?" I added. "No, your highness. Elder Adalwolf is Lord of the North per Alpha King Essex's command. You and King Essex still reign over the North, South, East and West. Adalwolf has asked me and my family to move here and we did. We use it as a safe haven for lone wolves that seek a pack. We do only good here,” he bowed.

Ighor looked at me with shock, and I nodded. "Yes, Ighor. I was part of that uprising. My mother used a beautiful woman to lure me in. I fell in love and became very stupid. I also envied my brothers because my father never acknowledged me. My reasons aside, I was part of that government. The council was in charge, not the Lord. He needed the council's approval to do everything. He was called the Lord of the North, The Dark Alpha, The Wolf Lord. His power and reach were limited, so they had to make him King. Our father had to conquer the West to get the West under him. Though not Lords, the head alphas of the South and East were in charge of their regions.

Hunter asked. I looked at Hunter, and was in awe that he was into this. "Yes, from each part of this world," she replied. "Woah," Hunter gasped, "That's amazing," his eyes lit up a bit, "But, aren't those elders only a myth?" "Nope," Salem responded, "Vorras of the north, the lord of sphynx; Anatolis of the east, the lady of witches; Dysis of the west, the count of vampires, and Notos of the south, king of wolves. They are our elders that shouldn't be forgotten."

“How dare he?” “Goddamn Barbarian!” “Monster!” I too released a few curses of my own. That man was rotten to the core. But Elder Novak wasn’t done. “In response to his threat, I and the rest of the elders have recruited the only person that may be powerful enough to stop this barbarian of the north. People of the council, Please give a round of applause for Alpha Dorian!— Alpha Kane’s Cousin and rightful King of the north.” Every one paused as the man in the leather jacket rose and bowed to the elders. That was the first time I was seeing his face and I felt my breath sieze because holy shit he was hot!

The bridegroom wasn't a simple guy from our countryside like my sister preferred, she always wanted a simple life where she would be managing the household and looking after kids while her husband earned their livelihood. However, this was not the case, her husband-to-be was a lord, our small village fell under his estate. He was the great Vampire Lord, child of the night, a nocturnal being. The wedding would also be held at night instead of the morning like it usually happened. Even the wedding gown wasn't white.

He had created a being from magic and necromancy as one of the three superweapons he had intended to throw at the hated General Christopher’s army, hoping this tipped the ongoing stalemate to him, finally allowing him entrance to the only portal out of this forsaken realm. “Send Norian, she will get it done,” Darius said, stroking his thick black beard for a few moments. Lieutenant Norian was the master assassin Carey’s protégé, and he only took in the best. Not hearing his command being acknowledged, Godking Darius looked up, and upon seeing the man visibly pale slightly, he raised an eyebrow.

I'm longing for her touch, wondering how she smell and how she looks likes. My wolf growled at me, telling me to follow my instincts and don't listen to my Beta. "Shut up, Baron. You don't have to tell me." Going out in the human world is dangerous for us Alexander's. When our father was punished and dethroned in Arcadia, he settled here in mortal world but due to his anger and resentment, he became ruthless and killed millions of innocent people. Blood shed and injustice prevailed. He's like a plague that swept lives every year.

"Never." "No. Not a puppet," he said, his hands still held on tight on her shoulder. His eyes widened with excitement. This was it. He would finally be another step closer to his goal. "You are going to visit Helen, hear her out. Listen," he said, calling her already divided attention. "Hey, hey, Lord Tobin is powerful and we can't do anything to stop him. But who else is more powerful than even Lord Tobin himself?" He asked and didn't even needed to hear her say out her reply. "Exactly. You can do this, I just know that." He straightened his posture and added a little seriousness in his glare, then he brought his hand to his stomach as he lowered his neck to a bow. "Your majesty." Fiora's e

“Say that again, and I'll take you and send you back to your family in pieces!" “I'm sorry, My Lord." He bowed his head and sat down. The only man I could tolerate, who was the chief Elder and also my father's right hand man, Elder Lewis stood up and came forward. “My Lord, we mean no harm. All we're saying is that, it's never been heard in our history, that a wolf was mated to a human. That's all." “Well, it's happening. In fact, it's already happened, so you all should deal with it."