Lord Of Pets Novels & Stories

We gave each other a single nod, preparing ourselves for what was about to come. “Oh, forgive me. Where are my manners? My name is Lucia Leonhart, and I am the ruler of the kingdom of Nuvia,” the woman says, and my brow hikes slowly. Is that how they do things here? Just anyone could wake up one day and become Luna of a pack? Damn wolves. “That is not possible. You can’t-“ Meredith starts, but the bitch rudely cuts her off. “I can’t what? The last time I checked, this kingdom was on the verge of self-destruction! Tell me, Meredith Amman, have you heard of the moon vultures?” The woman asks, and Meredith visibly pales.

facing him eye to eye until I felt pain in my bite marks. I held my back and was almost bending my knees when Rozen caught me in his arms. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, concerned. "Yeah." I lied, because the more the man looked at me the more the pain in my back killed me. "It's finally nice to meet you, Ms. Klay Rose Green." The man handed his hand to me. "I am the current lycan king."

I had no idea how to react until I felt Sir Darenn pull my skirt. "Why is it not acceptable to lub cousin?" I kneeled in front of him as he asked innocently. "I don't know, sir Darenn," I replied quietly, holding his hand. "Luno, how about you? Can I lub you? Let's get married!" Sir Darenn asked, and my eyes widened, and I was about to cry from his cuteness! Oh my goodness! "Of course, sir Darenn, I'll be delighted to be your bride," I replied cheerfully, hugging him, and he hugged me back.

"Even after you've left the military, they didn't hesitate to lend a hand. We owe them big time. We should take them out to dinner, maybe pick out some nice gifts!" Amber nervously bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper. "Alex, back on the boat, I thought I heard your fellow soldiers shouting something. They were shouting something about a Temple Lord. Is that...?" "It's Lord of War, Temple Lord," Alexander corrected with a smile. "Only the Temple Lord can order the legion's war machines into action. I racked up quite a few commendations in my time, so the Temple Lord made an exception, sending them for the rescue."

I looked back to the fight as Adrian snarled this, while moving with his sword and attacking the anaconda. “Such high unachievable Ambitions you have there. I will show you then what real true power is.” Lazarus responded back. “Qo, stop. You can go back to your habitat and being a guardian for this A****n.” Lazarus commanded and the Anaconda quickly obeyed. It stopped attacking and before leaving it did a small bow towards Lazarus then left. This made me realize that for the Magical Lion, one of his powers was being able to command all animals.

"You are in Anceps now. Do not worry, this place is sacred by protection spell, so any magical creature will not harm you, if you are afraid of them." "Who the hell says that I am afraid of some messed-up rabbits? Or whatever, I am not afraid of anything, okay?" he snarled at her and kept trying to sit up while leaning on his elbows. "I am the Lord of Life! "But it looks like the Lord of Life is suffering from broken bones and you really broke the poor Moriah's hips. Chu-hh, so bad," she made a sympathetic sound by her mouth. "It pretty much does hurt, doesn't it? I think...a few pieces of Bonesbane would fix the broken bones," she smirked lightly, watching him

a Lycan. He tilted my chin up with his claw. “My little wolf wants dessert from me?” His voice was impossibly deep and sexy, making my breath catch. His Lycan’s name...was the Dread Lord. His Lycan was the Dread Lord. The corner of his lips curled into a dark smile as he lifted one of my legs under the water, slowly entering me. My lips parted in a soft gasp as he whispered in my ear, “Time for dessert.”

Eva asked him shining her newly colored blue eyes at him. Luca smiled and said "You see, a Wolf will not protect what he has until he's challenged by another Wolf who wants to take it" "Huh?" Eva said and Luca stood up and patted her head and said "Soon you'll understand Eva" ~~~~

I didn’t touch the wine. Across the table, the emissary’s gaze never left me. His name was Lord Elion. I heard someone murmur it behind a fan. Noble blood, high-ranking advisor to the temple. Too devout for wine. Too cruel to smile. He raised a toast midway through the meal. “To the strength of wolves—and their ability to keep their pets leashed.” The room went quiet. My jaw clenched. Darius froze. It wasn’t the words—it was the tone. The condescension. The way he looked directly at me when he said pets.

His little trump cards, and at the same time a headache. Lonter was the only Supreme stage vampire in their clan, not counting Lord Tantario himself. A narcissistic, arrogant skeptic - that’s what could be said about him. Tristan guessed that Lonter had arrived in his lands and joined them only because he hoped to receive the title of lord - Head of the clan. But Tantario held power in a firm fist. Lonter had to be content with the place of second assistant - after William - which hardly suited the arrogant aristocrat. But I still had to serve.