Monarch Notes Novels & Stories

What’s coming? When I went to the table, I saw that there was only a black notebook made of some kind of leather, a cell phone and an electronic clock on the table. After the sound, I turned my attention back to this notebook, I remembered correctly this notebook in the original owner's memory, then the original owner seems to go to the Green Mist Forest just because of few unknown tips, I still confused about it, why so simple to believe in the contents of the notebook, butI changed my mind suddenly, if not because he believed in everything in this notebook, I may not cross to This world, just when I want to open this notebook, suddenly the notebook is slowly turning the pages, but there is

"Still as suspicious as your father was. Fine. Let’s not waste time with small talk. You know about the treaty with the Lycan King?" "Everyone does," I said. "The border packs send their daughters to the royal court as... hostages. Concubines." "Exactly," Gideon said, leaning forward. "To ensure our loyalty. The King’s envoy arrives tomorrow to collect our contribution. And you, Serenity, are going to represent Moonlake Crest." The air left my lungs in one sharp gasp. I stared at him. "The treaty says the Alpha's oldest daughter goes. That's Sienna."

he said calmly. The Flame Monarch took a closer look, his lips curling ever so slightly. "You've done extremely well." He turned to the Green King and nodded. "I'll be taking this man with me. As for you, your performance was impressive." The Green King beamed with pride. If even the Flame Monarch acknowledged him, then securing another term as Minor King was practically guaranteed. Without any delay, the Flame Monarch departed with his entourage and Christopher in tow. The Green King said, "Dr. Zeller, here's the 100-ounce gold note from the Flame Monarch himself. Plus ten extra ounces from me for your good work."

“We can't fight it. A zombie monarch is a level-5 and higher-level zombie that could control other lower-level zombies within a certain range. Forget eliminating it, maybe it will eliminate us all in just a few minutes of our fight." “Gracea is right. That roar we heard was both a notice and a warning to everyone. It was a notice for zombies, telling them that a monarch has been born. It was also a warning, a warning to both zombies and humans that wants to attack him and usurp his throne. In a way, you could interpret it as an invitation.” “Invitation? Who would he be inviting? Us?” Patrick leaned on the sofa, confused. He's probably the one who couldn't easily understand the underlying mea

"Why are you stressing my life Jayden? Why do you want to meet me? I'm so exhausted and I want to go home and get some rest. it's been a long day" "Well..., we're going somewhere important" "Where? "To meet the event planner." "Really? "Yes. I just want a simple wedding. Just an intimate wedding, family and friends. Isn't that what you want too? "Exactly what I want" "Good. Hey drive" Monalisa sat up and began to rub her neck, she caught Jayden off guard staring at her. "What? Never seen a girl rub her neck before? "Never seen a girl look so sexy rubbing her neck. I could give you a hand"

She raised it aloft, the symbol of royalty and the culmination of the coronation. "By the divine investiture bestowed upon me as oracle of the gods, I hereby crown you, Valeria Claire Romero, as the Queen of wolves!" Azura proclaimed, her voice resonating with the divine power she represented. In that moment, the hall filled with a hushed reverence, recognizing the sacredness of the occasion. Valeria, now adorned with the crown, was officially recognized as the chosen ruler. The royal coronation had reached its pinnacle, and a new era had begun under the reign of the crowned queen.

~Alex’s POV~ This is the pit of hell. This guy is as if he were a fly. He can’t possibly leave my Luna alone. My knees tremble whenever I’m around him, urging me to submit. What makes him unique? If I chose to approach him, I swear I could smell doom. I’ll need to ascertain his level of power before making any move. One must be able to figure things out. He has a very strong smell, doom, power, and godly. Could he possibly be a Lycan? No, the monarch was the last Lycan to be registered. Is it possible that he is the king? No, he cannot be; nevertheless, why does he exude danger? I climbed into my car like a befuddled puppy.