Pathfinder: Kingmaker Books Novels & Stories

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*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and

But then again, so did House Six. “The Third Semester: Power Consolidation.” Whitmore’s gaze darkened. “This is where war begins.” A hum of excitement swept the room. “The Kingmaker’s Gambit will challenge your ability to dominate an industry. The Phantom’s Hunt—a game of deception and elimination. And The Court of Thorns, where only one can rule amidst sabotage and betrayal.” It was as if a storm had settled over the hall. The anticipation was palpable. And then—her final words. “The Fourth Semester: The Final Reckoning.”

"Your Majesty, your appointment is here." Zephyr groaned again this time sound exaggerated. He forgot about the meeting with the Mage Kingdom. King Alexander was not an easy one to deal with especially when your late. "Please escort him to my study and I will be there shortly, tell him I am....um....tending to an issue at the moment." Lazarus snorted and raised and eyebrow. "An issue huh? More like a raging hard on because we just interrupted something." Aurelie went inside but Lazarus stayed and glared at the King. Zephyr looked at Lazarus and raised his eyebrow in turn. "I stopped, besides your daughter is suggesting a chaperone from now on and it is not a bad idea." Zephyr placed one more

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

He announced, “Tyr, I don’t have much time left. I will take advantage of tonight to do my last duty to you as a master.” Tyr’s was startled deep down. He asked, “Master, what do you want to do?” Beggar King did not answer but pulled out two yellow cover ancient books from his torso and passed them into Tyr’s hand. He said, “You can have both of the books. It totally depends on your luck as to what you can achieve.” In that instant, Tyr felt as though his brain was blasting with a buzz. He looked dumbly at both books handed to him by Beggar King in a trance. He asked, “What are these?”

It was then that I noticed that The King's eyes are bright red just like his; he manages to get on top of the second, sinking his fangs into the second's neck, taking two deep draws and then ripping out his throat with his fangs. The power that flows out from the king in waves tells me that we have just lost him to bloodlust and he is now a very powerful rogue unless I can take him down quickly, the other rogues retreated as soon as they felt the first wave of power. I struggle to my feet and then take him down while he is still kneeling over the second's body. I extend my claws and as much as I don't want to do it; I swipe them across his throat, killing him instantly.

“So, how do I attract them? Do I go to them or do something fantasy?” She glanced at me and her lips rose in a subtle sneer. “We're the West, we don't bow to people. People bow to us.” She stayed silent for a moment. “They may seem to have those fancy titles, but it holds nothing in this time and age, where power is no longer controlled by royal blood, fame, and wealth, but Kingmakers.” I blinked again and again… The word sounded familiar…Kingmaker— Ah, Detroit. He'd told me he was a Kingmaker, a black card.

"How do you know the King?" "We met recently, when I came here before saving you. He tried to recruit me for his army, but naturally I disagreed," Marek explains, feet planted on the gravel as he closes the carriage door. I doubt Marek would work for anyone anymore, especially after what happened with Tai. And being that Tyrien is a King, I imagine Marek doesn't want anything from him other than a friendship. I'm curious about that relationship though, since Tyrien isn't just a King in the Emerald Province, but the ultimate King over the entire land.

he grumbled standing up to his full-length. What the hell is a Finder? My eyes watched him carefully, sweeping every single detail about him, curiosity overtaking me. This was the King of Lycans, Legion's father. Damian was what he had introduced himself as to Miss Lili and Kaya. But I had learned from the witches that Legion was a prince- I narrowed my eyes on studying him intensely, barely noticing Legion had moved from beside me, stepping back and folding his arms- “Well, at least I evolve. From what I know, Kings are born arrogant,” I huffed casually folding my arms.