Lords Of Wrath Novels & Stories

“Just a minute.” She gave me a look and then turned to her friend. I barely paid attention to them as I made her iced latte. But then their words jolted me to attention when I heard the other girl say, “My older brother said that the Lords are back.” “Really? It’s been two years, and there was no news about them till now, are you sure?” “Yeah, my brother always have the right info.” “Well… we’ll have something to talk about in the town, it was getting boring anyways.”

It felt like someone grabbed my heart and squeezed. The suffocating pain made my vision blur black at the edges. "Ginny! Daddy's here! Wake up!" I screamed until my throat tore, snatching up a brick from the ground and slamming it against the driver-side window. A loud crack split the air. Spider web fractures spread across the glass. The moment she saw me smashing the window, Shanon's shrill voice pierced the air. "Leomund! Have you lost your mind?"

“Of course I’m happy. You’ve been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I’m only confused because my thoughts were so strong. I could hear that you’re my-“ I was cut off as Vincent Dawn, Alpha of my old pack Twilight Village ran up to our table. “Are you out of your mind, son?!” He asked Shaun in a loud and threatening whisper. With a side eye of Shaun’s sister, he lowered his voice more. “You should have taken my daughter Winnie as your Luna! What are you going to do with a common she-wolf?” Shaun furrowed his brows. “Excite how you speak to me.”

She needs her head in the game if she doesn't want to land her ass in jail along Maddy and Emily. Nathan was her past, a past that she can't include in her future because she was afraid of commitment. Jes had just learned to fly she doesn't want a relationship to clip her wings~ ****** NEW BOOK CHASED BY A DRAGON KING Beware of the Ruler Of The Skies~ He can turn your bones into Ashes with the Moondust that he holds in his lungs and fire in his eyes. The descendants of the Gods, the King of the Dragons~ Females melt just by his single brilliantly blazing gaze but the heart of the King Of Dragons had always sought a female he did not know the name of.

Lightning tore across the snow, colliding with the darkness, the flash blinding, thunder splitting the air. The impact shook the earth, forcing warriors to brace themselves, Thorne bellowing commands as his wolves held the lines, Kael slipping between enemies, striking down those who dared to advance. Luca stood firm, rallying warriors, his sword a blur of steel as he cut down an attacker who lunged for a wounded packmate. Raven let Shadow surge to meet the darkness, clashing against The Wraith’s power, black flames tearing through the mist, pushing it back step by step.

And all of them were coming for us. For the realm. For me. “HOLD!” I shouted, lifting my palm high into the air. My voice cracked through the storm like a sword through silence. Warriors along the front line—Highland wolves in black steel, forest clans in bark-etched leather, humans clutching blessed rifles—braced. Behind us, the wolves howled. One long, united sound of fury and promise. And then— I let the storm go. Lightning erupted from my fingers, searing the sky open in a white-hot arc. It coiled like a living whip, smashing into the first line of wraith riders—and they didn’t fall. They exploded.

I rasped. Arwan looked away, hiding his emotionless face, “Very correct, keep reading.” “In the year 1770, a war broke out between the lycanthropic dragons against the real werewolves, dark walkers, shadow creatures, and Apex predators. All with one aim, eradicating the forbidden seed” “Wow, a lot of people want me dead,” I voiced out in sadness. “Just keep reading Melonie,” Arwan scolded.

“The Queen of Wrath!“ Sam roared at last, taking his rightful place next to me. He raised his sword high, and the roar of the Wrath demons followed. The sound was deafening, terrifying, and soon the other kingdoms joined in. The entire realm seemed to shake with the force of their collective voice. The Queen of Wrath was born.

Mummo nods to my mates, making me smile. “Alphas of Blood Moon and Wolf Creek, Kings of the Bloodwrath Kingdom; do Blood Moon and the Bloodwrath Kingdom swear loyalty to the realm and the Hale Kingdom, to protect the realm of werewolves, lycans, and vampires alike?” Mummo requests, as Osric grabs the dagger first, passing it to Jonathan, and then Embry as they take their turn slicing their hands and bleed into the goblet.

The impact sent the wolf crashing into a nearby structure, adding to the chaos engulfing the kingdom. As Ragnor closed the distance between them, years of hatred and resentment surged to the forefront. Kade tensed, his grip tightening on the hilt of his sword, ready to defend not just his kingdom, but the life he had rebuilt from the ashes of their shared past. Without a word, they charged at each other, the clash of their bodies echoing the thunderous turmoil around them.