Lord Of North Novels & Stories

The blue of his eyes shone with darkness, the intensity choked me. "She doesn't seem to know how a conquest works," Theodore said, walking towards the small couch in front of the bed. "Allow us to lay it out for you." "Do you know who we are, butterfly?" Veles asked and I gave him a confused look laced with fear. "You're the L-Lords of Nith-" I hesitated to answer. "Sons of Nithilorc." Claus cut me off. "A kingdom that every other fear. A kingdom your kind has tried to destroy since the beginning." I looked at him confused. What did he mean?

“Who were they?” His voice was cold and it sent chill across the room, causing the hairs on their bodies to stand. King Duras trembled, although he had heard about the Lord of Astaroth; a ruthless ruler and a devil-human hybrid, he had thought that the rumors exaggerated the claims but only now did he see that, they were not at all exaggerated, on the other hand, they were underrated, he had never before seen anything like this. But Ryder faced his queen, Lynorr. He had no business with the frail and undeserving King of Rocheveron, the old man was much to spinless to be involved in this but he knew that the queen and her commander lover were behind all of this so he faced her alone.

"Jason know this, the Wolf of the warrior of good will revive the Lady of the North. The contessa of War will join forces with the Lord of Lies. The Kingdoms of the plain will be restored by the man of the North. A time of serenity will follow, good bye Jason." This Is A Fictional Story.

The way the room itself seems to make sense around him. She swallows. Recognition hits like a punch to the chest. Theon. The Prince of NorthHill. The Lycan Prince. Her stomach tightens. Everyone knows about the Lycans of NorthHill. They’re more than wolves. Older. Stronger. Unforgiving. The only royal bloodline left untouched by treaty or alliance. They rule their territory without interference, without mercy. And she’s in NorthHill. His home. In his bed. Bandaged. Weak. Marked.

If I drop my ego, he will do the same. “ An oracle said that in the future, there will be a war with vampires. Everyone knows that the South will take charge if a war happens with Levian because we have a thirst for vengeance against him. ” Aleister reveals. I hum and listen intently. “ But according to the prophecy, Dustin Landric—A King of the North will be the one on the frontline. That didn’t make sense to my father, or my grandfather. They thought…that maybe, whenever the King named Dustin took the throne in the North, he would come for us and we would lose the war with him. That’s why, we kept an eye on the North and waited for…him—Your brother. ” He sighs and presses his forehead to t

She stepped out of bed to open the door, only to see a strange male standing on the other side of the thick bars. He slowly removed his hood, revealing his face and Lylah stared at the familiar male with a blank expression. “You're Lylah Greystone,” he said. “And you're one of the Lords of the Emissaries,” she muttered. “Yes. I'm Lord Atheon, Lord of the North,” he stepped closer—nearly crossing a dark border line. “Careful,” Lylah warned. “Many have died crossing that.” Atheon glanced down at the black line that stretched across the floor.

It sounded like Cornelius’s network extended far into the supernatural world. I gave a nod. With a pleased look, Cornelius began to recite. “In the palace of the north, a traitor will be forsaken. The sanguisuge lord will court the lady of the moon. The goddess of magic will cast her bequests on to fire. The three griffins of the fire will conquer the emissary of darkness. The kingdom of the north will burn and be forgotten by the woman of the south.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I asked, irritably. He grinned at me.

"He has my blood to try to create more hunters, and as we speak, he marches into the North." There was a long pause after Orion finished before Aleksandr and his general shared a look. "First, I don't see how you losing your title as Alpha of the North is any of my concern, Orion, and second, if Dr West and his damned creatures march into the North, then I'm sure the legions will have victory with or without your help," he said, and Orion clenched his teeth in anger. He expected this, but goddess, it didn't make him any less angry.

Entering the study and seeing familiar faces,Vador smiled. "The lord," They all bowed except Jadis.He responded by nodding. "And why is someone still seated looking annoyed?" Vador asked. Standing up forceful"My lord," she said. "Why are you all here?" "Lady Jadis informed us that a human vampire named Ava is living here," Lord jack replied. Lord over the southern empire and also lady Mary's father,he wanted Vador to marry his daughter but wasn't forceful about it. "That is so against the law dark lord," Lord Matthew replied. He's the human lord in charge of the western empire.

"Tempting. But I meant long-term." I turned in his arms. "Long-term? We build something new. A family that doesn't operate on fear and debt. Partnerships instead of protection rackets. Legitimacy where we can get it." "That could take decades." "Good thing we have time." "We also have enemies. The Agostis won't forgive what happened with Russo." "The Agostis have their own problems." I smiled. "Emilio is recovering. When he walks again, he intends to take control from the rest of his family. And he owes me a favor."