Predalien King Novels & Stories

A crown rested on his head and a sword beside him. I swallowed hard as I gazed up at his eyes that felt too alive. What does it feel like to be that powerful? "Alpha King Kael Draven became the ruler of the North after the Golden war with the Southern territory." The guide explained carefully, "He's regarded as the most powerful and strongest Alpha in modern history." "I heard he rejected over fifty marriages so far after the death of his mates." One of the girls whispered and Giovanni scoffed. "Why would a man like him settle down?"

I carefully took it out. "Killian, take a look." As I read aloud, he leaned forward and furrowed his brows. In a time before packs, Valric, the Forgotten King, was in power. He aspired to dominate all werewolves because he was afraid of his power and thought there should only be one real Alpha in the kingdom. However, war destroyed his reign, and he was imprisoned until the return of the Crimson Heir. I took a deep breath. "Crimson Heir."

I looked at Lowell, who was now standing tall, even in his beastly form, receiving the homage of his soldiers. "So let me get this straight, you're a king too?" I asked Lowell, my voice flat with disbelief. "Oh no, dear, he is THE king," Derick said, stepping toward me with a playful bow. "This is King Lowell Lykoudis, ruler of the Lykoudis Kingdom, the firstborn, and the vessel for the most powerful beast to have ever lived—the great Atlas."

"Noah, hurry up and sign! Joanna wouldn't scam you, would she?" "That's right. Even Mr. Adams is willing to help. Don't be ungrateful." I lowered my head as my shoulders began to tremble violently. [Ding!] [Mission complete! You have endured total humiliation. [Patience level has reached 100%!] [Reward distributed. $100 million in cash received!] [A top-tier legal team is ready for you!] [God-level fighting techniques loaded!] A warm current instantly surged through my body. My muscles seemed to inflate with power as countless fighting techniques instantly rushed into my mind.

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.

"But then they realized he had been broken completely when he would no longer allow his sister to extend the life of her mate. He told her it was time for the mortal's life to finally end for good and forced her to become goddess of the dead so she could remain with her mate. "Kilano took back his crown but he wasn't the same king as he has been before. He devoted himself wholly to his daughter, using her as a distraction from the pain of losing her mother. This devotion led him to another god—Sayan. "The god of the water seemed an unlikely friend to the god of fire but they shared many pains and misfortunes. Sayan too had lost a mortal mate who wanted to give him a child. He too, devoted hi

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

Her cheeks flushed as he looked at her. - His name Pantelis Tadros. Dark brown eyes, dark bushy eyebrows, Bald and a clean shaven face. He was mysterious never blabbered more than he needed to. That wasn't the only special thing about him, he was a royal advisor. Sir Pantelis could see in the future, he was what the Christians called a prophet, atheists a psychic, the villagers a witch. "A King is about to be born !" He murmured quietly before anyone could greet him. King Dysmas looked at him as if he had grown two heads.

Madeline, our vampire princess greeted, her blonde hair was neatly made in a braid as she wore a simple white knee long dress, her father being the vampire king of this realm, though I was unsure whether or not he had returned from the ball, as I was waiting to hear of what happened in the ball after I had taken my princess and left, expecting the night to still be young in the human realm, though after what had happened the ball would’ve most likely been over, at least I think. “Thank you” Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."