Lord Of The Ring Novels & Stories

“Our dances aren’t too difficult, but you’ll probably need to learn how to let someone else lead.” “Are we inviting all the royal families? From all the kingdoms?” His mouth thinned into a line. “I’ve been trying to persuade Nicolais, but he’s struggling to invite both the King of Winter and the King of Darkness.” The King of Darkness. The one who could slip into the deepest, most secret corners of anyone’s mind.

Darkness unfurled from Rael like a breath exhaled by the abyss itself. The Hollow Crown pulsed, its unseen tendrils threading through the air, coiling around the remnants of the shattered world. He stood at the center of it all, silent, unmoving, the weight of something vast and unknowable settling into his bones. Elior’s grip on his sword tightened, his pulse thundering against his ribs. “Rael,” he said again, his voice taut. “If you can hear me, fight it.”

Mathias asked, surprised. Candice had just retrieved her scroll back when Thaddeus suspiciously asked, "This powerful ally, what is his name?" She let a broad smile spread her lips as she clutched the scroll firmly to her chest. "My elders, you know who he is. He is our Lord and Alpha, King Wayne. Son of Warren Wyatt, leader of the pack of the grey wolves. Protector of the plane Weode and all its hinterlands." "Welcome to a new era. You have pledged your allegiance to him and to the new world he will create."

The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind. Those infant spirits were fierce, leaving the Haunts no chance to stand their ground. Under Jim's leadership, the enemy was slowly pushed back, inch by inch.

Maven filled them in with the details, then Sabina take the first turn in waiting on the King and gave Ranulf his medication. Then Muriel ushered me out, telling me to momentarily sit on the throne and carry on with the kingdom's daily activities. I followed her and parted with Shani. I was consulting with the demon warrior and one of Ranulf's general when I saw the black-haired wolf running through the hallway. "Damn it...guards! Open the dungeon! Let the wolf into the crawlers' cell!" I quickly descended the throne and run as fast as I could, trying to catch up to the wolf.

The courtyard was silent, as was everyone present there, ranging from the royal family to their servants. The lord walked in, accompanied by nobody. His shiny hair appeared wavy than curly this time and looked as if it added even more volume overnight. It was the type of hair that looked so tempting to touch. "King Ron of the flame kingdom. My faithful subject, how has the leadership been?" The lord spoke to the king, although his eyes were set on Kassy the entire time. "Very fine lord Ash." King Ron greeted him, standing to his feet. So that was his name...Ash. Myan thought.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

"It's about the ring, Aspen. Did you sleep through that part?" "Yeah, that's the point. There is only one ring. It should be called The Lord of the Ring." "There used to be more rings," Finn jumps back into the conversation sounding a little frazzled. "But in the movies there is only one. 'One ring to rule them all.' One. Singular. It makes no sense." Trey is silent as he stares across the seats toward Aspen with his lips parted a fraction. Finn leans into Aspen's side, but we all hear his comment. "Be careful, Aspen. Remember what happened the last time you argued movies with me."

Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the God of War, Ares that makes it so much powerful. “This is the extent of my help.” He said “This is such a precious thing to hand me. Are you sure it’s just right to give me this?” He’s still hesitant to receive such grace “Yes. I know that my sword is in good hands” he simply said and smiled “From today on, you’ll be taking place on this world. This will be your new home.” He added as he handed him the ring and the sword

"You think you can defeat me? You are nothing but ants, scurrying around at my feet." Aric gritted his teeth, his hand tightening around his sword hilt. He knew that they had to defeat the Dark Lord, no matter the cost. With a fierce battle cry, Aric charged towards the stronghold, his fellow soldiers following close behind. The battle was fierce, with the Dark Lord and his warriors fighting with all their might. But in the end, it was Aric who emerged victorious. With one final blow, he struck down the Dark Lord, sending him tumbling from the walls of the stronghold.