Pathfinder: Kingmaker Books Novels & Stories

Around him, the others shifted, some restless, some rigid, some quietly calculating. “He hasn’t arrived,” Elder Ezekiel said at last, breaking the quiet. “That alone should concern us.” “He wasn’t ordered to,” Elder Renna replied coolly. “This is an internal session.” Elder Virel’s lip curled. “That distinction is becoming thinner by the day.” A low murmur rippled through the chamber. Riven Kaelthorne’s name carried weight here had for years. He was the Kingmaker. The Alpha Commander who had stabilized Highcrest’s borders, dismantled three rival factions, and turned chaos into order through sheer discipline and strategic brilliance.

Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own. I tilt my head to the side and glance at his son Archer. “I don’t need my daddy to hold my hand for business deals,” Archer smirks. “You’re right! He’s the one,” Archer tells Dwayne. The one for what? Am I missing something? “As you know Dominic we don’t do much business with your world,” Archer says. I nod. Everyone knows the Lycan king is the King of all Kings and the most powerful. “We’ve gained a small pack just outside your territory, ever heard of Red Dawn?”

"And the King...! No wonder he had miraculously gotten healed by then. It was all because of the Healer. Goodness! Why were a lot of things happening in just one day?? . First, Kaylan's maid was killed, secondly,Cara was sent away, thirdly, they had gotten to know Sally was a traitor and fourthly, they just discovered Roseline was a healer and was bonded to the King! For God's sake! Wasn't that too much, huh? "So... they might have a way to break the bond?" She looked at her maid and asked. "Yes, Mistress. Mark said he had mentioned something about a boy that could save him. So, it's possible he's the one"

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

Clio said and Erica nodded with an impressed look on her face. “That sounds so magical, So, Dominic is the king of Heaven?” she asked and Jenny nodded, “Yes, we learned about all of this in last ten years since we are here. The ‘Book of Kingdoms’ contain it all,” she said and raised two fingers at the shelf, “Give me the ‘Book of Kingdoms’” she said in commanding manner, the books moved and a book in black color moved out of a shelf and floated in front of them, the book floated to the table and was placed on it elegantly. Erica whistled lowly, “Will I be able to do that?” she asked as she touched the book, the velvet covering it was so soft and silky. She had never touched a more expensive

The king said. The forbidden grimoire suddenly flew in between Jeremiah and the King, preventing Jayden to move closer. The book grinned at Jayden to showcase its grotesque long yellow teeth, hoping that the king would find it quite a bit scary. But Jayden had no fear at all. “Don’t underestimate us, king of Blackfrost!” Armadale warned the haughty king. “You don’t understand how strong Jeremiah has become.” “Ah, aren’t you the former Paltiti King who refused to die?” Jayden smirked, “just return to the dead realm already and don’t interfere with the affair of the living.”

Slowly, I fall asleep wrapped in his arms, grateful that he stopped that day at the traffic lights and decided he had to have me. Without him, I'd no doubt still be with Edward. ~~~*~~~ The End Of Book One - Book Two continues after this chapter and is Big King's story After big Kings story, there's another one (Joker's) then it goes back to King and Mazikeen.

King Atticus and Queen Karina are long gone, but their descendants have followed in their footsteps. Thanks for reading The Omega's Stand and The Making of a King. If you would like another story in this series let me know. I do plan to step away from werewolf stories for a while. I need some fresh creativity. Love you awesome readers.

The only problem, King Aidan is not one to be messed with, I may be crazy but not dumb, and I may have to tweak my plan a bit so that I can get them to trust me, this way, I can have access to their safe places, then work my magic. ***** Esmerelda "Fuck, keep going, right there make me cum, yess," I was being fucked by one of my guards, I loved his cock, he was going balls deep as I left claw marks on his back, he was thrusting in and out of my pussy as I felt every stroke. He hooked both my legs and started thrusting faster feeling my core heat up about to cum knowing he was right there with me. The slapping of skin and our moans echoing in the room, I was loving everything he was doing to

"I already have someone in mind for you. The King of Valethorne. King Malakar." Eryndra's breath caught in her throat. The name hit her like a physical blow, and for a moment she couldn't breathe at all. Of course it was a name everyone knew - even children in the furthest villages whispered about King Malakar in frightened tones. The heartless king. The cruel ruler who found joy in others' suffering. The man they called the devil incarnate.