Lord Seventh Novels & Stories

This is the only thing I found in my father's office, this has to be it. All of a sudden I hear a loud roar of pain, causing my heart to speed up. "Max what's going on?!" I quickly ask him. "Lester is touching the silver door, pulling the door open." Lester roaring stops and everything goes silent. "Wwhatttt thee fuckkk!" Max drag the words out. "What! What is it?!" I ask. "We found him, you guys really weren't bullshitting about the Lycan king being real. But who the hell is this other male?!" He says leaving me confused. I don't know anything about another guy.

“Vladimir.” I blink, the anger building in me halting. In the long line of lords who once had claims to the throne while the power still remained with the other races, Vladimir is by far the oldest. A vampire lord known especially for his cruel sense of humor and a reputation for being a rather ruthless killer.

Nyxoria shook her head as she continued to look at the face of her uncle, her father's twin brother, he was the strongest warlord in the whole kingdom and he is a replica of her now dead father. Vyr and Laka were twin brothers and he was the senior as Laka was born two minutes after Vyr. Laka was given the throne and crowned the High King of all supernaturals because he bears the mark of Obsidian Sigil of Liora, a mark of the goddess. Once a person has the mark of Liora, he or she will be blessed by the Emperor of all. Nyxoria also has the mark and will be crowned when she reaches the age.

For the deaths of those weaklings, this cold man grew even more contemptuous and disgusted. This man is the leader of the Hunters Guild and the founder of the HDR organization - Louis William. Louis William is a tyrannical, greedy, animalistic, and cruel man, he only cares about things that bring value to hbenefitfits him, and things that bring nothing to him. It's okay to throw it away.

Susuan warned as her face hardened. Victoria cleared her throat as she turned to look at me. "Leviathan Abano, also known as Levi. He owns your old packlands now. He's the dragon deity of our hemisphere." "Why would a dragon deity want to own old werewolf territory?" Jay asked with a raised eyebrow. "It's because it neighbors our packland," Gerard answered. I looked between Delilah and Kaj and then back to Victoria and Gerard. They know. Whatever Victoria and Gerard are talking about, it's obvious that Delilah and Kaj know.

I answered in a purr. To the side, Lloyd stood motionless. His arms were crossed, and he was leaning on the wall casually. However, nothing about his gaze was casual. His gaze was serious, like he knew that things could get out of hand at some point. It seemed like he had a lot to say about the ongoing council, but couldn’t get himself to say it. I bowed my head, my gaze glued to the ground. The gruff voice of the brown haired came again. “Elora Stark,” he started. “We do not have many people who have walked the earth with the name Stark. Only a few. And one of them happened to be Henry Stark.”

"Mother, what are you talking about? Prince Zhao said the High Council of Dragon Lords sent their grand fleet." "Zhao is a child playing at war," Evelyn said, her voice dropping into a hollow, solemn tone. She pressed her palm against the starlight-iron vault. A pulse of white-gold frost-fire flared from her hand, unlocking the ancient seal with a heavy, metallic hiss. "The High Council does not lead the Grand Armada. The fleet is commanded by the Supreme Warlord of the Eastern Realm—the first Dragon-Wolf who ever ascended into the celestial troposphere."

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."

Gardon playfully said and pulled Frez out of the tent, even tho the young lad didn't wanna leave his king behind. When they are sure that the tent is empty and theirs no one peeking to hear them talk, Louise turned off the crystal light spear and he silently breath deeply. "Shevery, how did she seize the throne? I was sure that the greatest swordsman under your fathers command is one of the strongest who I have trained with, how come? "

Lord of Astaroth. He had held that title for centuries now, it was what had built him, it was what had made him this way, it had shaped him into the ruthless tyrant that he was now, as the unyielding and irrational ruler of this vast empire. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, and the crown of Astaroth was the heaviest of the seven kingdoms, but Ryder never complained, he never did to anyone, and not because he did not have anyone to complain to or anything to complain about, but because he was him, he was Ryder Axeris d’Croix, he was Lord Ryder Axeris d’Croix of Astaroth, he had made a reputation for himself and he was more than capable of dealing with whatever came his way, and he had