Lords Of The Rings Novels & Stories

His voice was full of authority. My skin was stitching itself back together, somehow this hurts just as bad as the mending of my broken bones from the fall. I kept on growling and grunting from the immense pain. "W..what kingdom? Wh...who are...you?" I was trying to voice my words, but the pain was so intense that I had to pause a couple of times. "I'm King Eustace from the North Kingdom of Hell..." Savaric had told me about the kingdoms in hell, he said that there were several kingdoms in hell. They reign various lands and spent more time at wars against each other, all kingdoms were pretty much chaos.

That soldier of fortune bunch most likely begun focusing on Lorist and group when they were buying a few necessities at the town and chose to send seven Silver positioned specialists to take the crown jewels forcibly. Lorist's gathering just had five individuals with three Iron positions and two Silver positions. Completely mindful of the dissimilarity in power, the burglars not just requested Lorist's gathering to surrender their take, yet additionally to leave each hardware they had on their hands other than their underpants behind. Act was additionally present in the gathering around then and was at the One Star Silver position. Being the penny pincher he will be, he got infuriated by the

-he said. -Your Majesty is right. These lands are yours by right, and no one can take them away. If Your Majesty is in difficulty, we are here to help you, since that is our job. And Sir Arthur, you were once a king. Now it is your son's turn, and since you are experienced, you must help him. - said the eldest of the councilors.

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

Elior stopped, his heart pounding. Rael staggered, gripping his head. “I know this voice.” Elior turned sharply. “What?” Rael’s breath was ragged. “I heard it when I wore the Crown.” The realization sent a jolt through Elior’s chest. The Hollow Crown had spoken to Rael in its own way, twisting him, pulling him deeper into its grasp. A low growl echoed through the pass. Elior’s blade was in his hand before he even saw the movement. Shadows peeled away from the walls, forming into figures, warriors clad in spectral armor, their faces hidden behind rusted helms. They carried weapons black as night, their edges flickering like dying embers.

It is the home of the angel kings, the most flawless of beings. Lordsland is the only kingdom that is ruled by the race of angels, born after a weyr of rogue dragons attacked the kingdom and killed nearly all humans that did not have the protection of werewolves. The triplets angel kings, Tiras, Ronen and Adon, are the mightiest of all beings. People also say they are the most stunning creatures to ever walk the earth. But I think their castle is most stunning. Because what could be more beautiful than this?

Then she thanked him and ended the call and told Caspian what it said. He sat with it for a long time. The harbor moved in front of them and the Lagos morning continued doing what it had been doing and the bench held them both and she let him take whatever time he needed because this was the kind of thing that required time. "He found the register," Caspian said eventually. "In the bloodline's private holding," Nora said. "The nine-hundred-year-old document. He found it and he read it." "And he understood what it said," Caspian said.

Third Person POV: India a country where dreams comes true, a country which is defined by cultural diversity, which is renowned for its cuisine, technology, festivals, prestige and colorful traditions however from past few years India was slowly disappearing under darkness, it was suffering from growing crimes rates and increase in underworld activities, there was a havoc created by many gangsters all over country , many illegal’s activities and crime which were slowly draining it beauty and value but most dangerous part of it was that every gangster from every corner of India was ruled by just one single person and he was demon himself he was “RAVAN”.

He's the human lord in charge of the western empire. "We all know that," Prince Jath replied.Lord matthew's son. "They're saying you have feelings for her my lord," Lady Mary said. She was also present in the meeting. "Are you all done?" Vador asked raising his brows."have no time for boring talks,shouldn't we be talking of how to stop the dark witches. I'm the dark lord and I decided to let Ava stay in the royal house,my royal house." "You cannot change a law that has been existing before you were born lord," Alanis said. He was a vampire elder who was over a thousand year.

Running so fast, the trees were almost a blur. She looked down to see the green grass beneath her paws, the soft dewy spikes teasing. Serena came to a halt at the edge of the lake, peering through her wolf’s eyes at the image that formed in the water body. A beautiful raven wolf stood there proudly, body larger than normal wolves and Serena knew that it was larger than the werewolf’s one too but who cares, at least she doesn’t. She sometimes believed that it was probably due to the fact that the moon goddess understood her desire to never be with a male and made her strong enough to go against one. If only she knew.