Mercenary King Novels & Stories

He raised the gleaming blade toward the sky, his dominant Alpha King aura exploding out from his body like a shockwave of raw, terrifying power. "Northern Vanguard!" Ethan’s voice boomed across the entire ridge, a sound like cracking thunder that caused the mercenary forces below to freeze in terror, their heads snapping toward the hills. "No mercy for traitors! Tear down their lines!" "FOR THE SUPREME KING!" Chieftain Gunnar howled, blowing his war horn one final time. With a sound like an avalanche crashing down a cliffside, the three thousand northern wolf riders and the royal elite guards surged down the grassy slope, descending upon the unsuspecting mercenary army like an unstoppable wa

The old man states the obvious, growing gloomy for a second—then, just as suddenly, he looks at me cheerfully and with clear appraisal, as if nothing had happened. “What a beauty you are! Marifea was something like a seer—and she foretold you to me!” I nearly choked in outrage, staring at the old man. Just look at him! One foot in the grave already, smelling of incense, and he’s thinking about girls! “Listen, old man—” I start to boil, but he immediately realizes how it sounded and rushes to correct himself. “Not ‘old man’—I am Gerald Mumrik the Second of Zergedia! King of the lands of Zergedia! And it was foretold that you would be my heir to the throne!”

He pointed his small, blood-stained finger at the four remaining Council elites. "Tear them apart. Leave nothing but the metal. You do that, and the elk is yours. And when you're done eating... I will open the inner gates. You will sleep where the air is warm, and you will never bleed in the snow again. That is the King's Mercy." The silence held for exactly one second. Then, the massive brute roared. It wasn't a howl of submission. It was the horrific, guttural shriek of a predator that had just been handed permission to kill.

"This is what I want to talk to you about, I need advice. My Mercenaries that I just picked up. They can't even master the language in which they will be assigned, how they can become reliable mercenaries." "Do he has a mercenary group or something?" I asked Beyza who was next to me, she was playing with her cellphone. "That guy, Abellard. He has the largest mercenary organization in the European region. Basically, he's the King of mercenary. Ozgur started to expand to Europe in collaboration with him," Beyza said, explaining. The dark world of politics, do I have to learn about it now?

"Even though it was hard convincing her. When it comes to you, she does get a little crazy. But, we have to keep her out of the battle. This is a fight only you can dispute. This is it. You should know what you want. Either you are willing to stay weak or you get up and fight for the people who look up to you, for the people who believe in you." I didn't want my mom to get hurt. She meant more to me than anyone else. I had to protect her. "King Fenon is not your only problem," Craig deadpanned. "You have now made an enemy of one man that you needed to be an ally. He will come after you but there's a ninety-nine point nine percent that he will also go after King Fenon. There is a reason why h

"We thought that he was--" "He is a berserker." Keron said, recalling the tomes in the library of their Pantheon. "He spilled blood before all of you are even born. Had the incompetent King over there eased the restriction on the deployment, he would have been fighting alongside us and not experiencing...that." Keron said with disdain. "Do you want to die on V'rounian soil?" King Hashep asked. "Your arrogance bordered on treachery now!"

They wiped their lips that are smeared with blood as they waited for their master’s orders. “Now, we’ll go to the city where rogues and humans live. I have to build more manpower for my plans to succeed. We’ll have to be discreet about each step that we take. That man is not ordinary. He can do anything as long as we’re careless and crush us in an instant. That is why we must receive help from people who hold great animosity towards him. Witches, humans, and rogues. Every help we could find! This is war we’re talking about. I have to be very careful,” he said as he looked his men in the eye one by one. They all nodded their heads in agreement. It is not easy to defeat the Lycan King in a war

As long as the Emperor covered it up well, he would be safe. Learning that James was looking for something, he once again had a change of mind. James must be looking for something extraordinary. He intended to grab it before killing him off once and for all. He hung up but was still worried. After a while, he made another phone call. “Is the person you reached out to reliable?” The hoarse voice sounded from the phone. “Don’t worry. He’s absolutely reliable. He was a mercenary abroad and worked with me. We’ve been through life and death together. If you give him enough money, he’ll kill even the King of Sol if he can.

"What the hell are you talking about?" "That magic," he lifted a finger and pointed at me. "You are the Prophecy Child. The one who will restore balance." I watch how his body turns into ashes, his skin and eyes losing color and becoming gray. "You may have gotten rid of me, but Lord Demir will send another. No matter how much you defeat us, our lord will get what he wants. You may be destined to fight your uncle, but there can only be one ruler," Half of Merkon's body is gone, only leaving his head remaining as he says, "Lord Demir is our true ruler. You will never defeat him."

MEETING FOR THE FIRST TIME. "I see something more beautiful than the stars in her smile. It’s like catching a glimpse of heaven. I can’t take my gaze away from her, and I know I’m in love with her. I know in my heart that she will be mine." King Miller is the Lycan king who despises werewolves and wishes to have nothing to do with them. He is a man-whore who sleeps with anything under the dress. He rules his realm with stringent regulations. He has no empathy for anyone and would go to any length to obtain what he desires. He is a tyrant who will go to any length to keep his control over his kingdom. His nasty and brutal character has instilled terror in his subjects. He is well known all ov