Lord Of The Realm Book Novels & Stories

Then, of course, there is a reason why a regent is ruling the Diamond Realm: a curse had been put over the Diamond Throne by Luca, as he was dying, and only someone from his bloodline or his sister can sit in it and be crowned as King or Queen. Not only that. To attack the Diamond Realm is a death sentence. If normal werewolf packs have warriors and Enforcers protecting them, realms are protected by knights and Royal Enforcers. It is said that a Royal Enforcer can fight up to five feral rogues at a time and defeat them. But if the feral rogues have allied with the Cosasi Vampires and the Black Witches… then the Diamond Realm can be conquered. If that happens, and the Diamond Palace falls…. I

Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood. “Yes, my lord. I know how to read.” I answered, giving him a small smile. The sigil on his right chest is enough proof that he is a werewolf lord. That kind of sigil are the sigils given to lords/leaders of the pack. “Interesting. I was away from the palace for years that slaves can now read huh? Amazing changes.” He said, and I can see from his reaction that he is genuinely happy about it. Only that it is not true.

"You witnessed it yourself, she has bent his will on more than one occasion. I believe the universe sent her to us for a reason. Where our king is ruthless, she is compassionate. Where he is brash and aggressive, she is friendly and soft. He is as rigid as a rock, but she makes him flexible. For many generations past, no human, or any other species for that matter, has been chosen as Luna, except her alone. Do you think it is a mere coincidence?" Jordan seemed to think about his words for a while, before shrugging his shoulders "Co-incidence or not, I have made up my mind to leave this realm. I will not sit around waiting for things to change." He folded his arms across his chest "When you s

Bane, however, seemed to grin at that as he stretched out along the railing in front of us, being sure to whip his tail over it to show off his full size as he took up at least eight feet of the railing from the tip of his snout to his tail before yawning just to show off the razor-sharp teeth lining his jaws. "So, you must be Aria Primrose then. I heard your father was unsuccessful in acquiring you for your marriage contract to one of my loyal advisors. It's too bad, you would've made a lovely bride." The king said, and I felt his slimy gaze roam over my body as I fought the shiver that crawled up my spine at his slow perusal. Taking a breath, I channeled just a little of that "fuck everyth

“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.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

' I thought as I remembered the book that I had read. The book was about the legendary Queen from before 5-6 centuries, and the front cover of the book was a white female wolf growling at the moon. "This isn't what it looks like, right?" I heard someone say near me, or should I say Carla before she growled loudly.

"You won't cause a war between realms?" His lips tipped upward whilst piercing me with his red eyes. "Depends on how you taste," he murmured. "You must be joking." My palm went cold. For the first time ever since stepping in this vampire realm, I felt like food. And in his eyes, I saw myself as the most delectable food he would soon taste. I was a hundred percent sure King Aero would never come to my rescue. I was on my own. "In the next two days, you'll find that I don't joke, Your Highness," he explained further. Every word I speak is absolute and true. I am the Dark Lord of Vampires in this realm. I am Lord Zuir Hale Lioncourt."

General Randy still tried and tried to persuade his king to change his mind. “West Medicine Land is the strongest, the most robust, and also the most powerful country among the lands and countries in this demons-realm of ours. It’s literally been the law of nature since the past, hasn’t it? The powerful ones will tread on the weakest ones. Being the weakest ones, they don’t have any rights to complain, to protest, or to sue the powerful ones. Isn’t it?” King Richard Orlando was still tightly attached to his evil ambition as well as his malicious perseverance.

"That's a lie!" Oren ignored him and turned the page. "The Stoneclaw Lord conspires with human merchants to smuggle forbidden drugs..." "The Ironfang Lord's eldest son is in fact the son of his younger brother..." "Enough!" several lords roared at once. Oren snapped the book shut, his eyes glinting with mockery. "My Lord, I believe the word you used was...'rabble'?" The square fell deathly silent. This was no mere band of mercenaries. This was a vast, shadowy power with a terrifying intelligence network.