Predalien King Novels & Stories

The third was the Queen, holding a silver hawk perched on her arm, her eyes painted with almost unnerving precision. Aaron gave a low whistle. “They even got his scowl right,” he said, tilting his chin toward the King’s image. “Impressive.” “Don’t say that too loud,” I said. “Someone might report you.” He shrugged. “Let them. I’ve been reported for worse. Kael, I'm the Prince of Eldoria, absolutely nothing can happen to me in Veridia.” I was about to respond when an elder woman passed us and paused. Her eyes locked on mine, and for a breath, I stiffened, ready for suspicion or offense.

"I understand, Klay. I am sorry for keeping this to you. We want you and the kids to grow up normally. We thought that nothing like this would happen again because the Scarlet Pack has been protecting our town for the past years. They already put the Crimson Pack to its proper place, but it seems like they will not stop until they get what they want." "Scarlet Pack?" I raised my brow. "Who are they? And, this Crimson Pack?" "It's a pack where Rozen belongs. His father is the current King of the Lycan and he is the legitimate heir. However, his half-brother proclaimed himself to be the king of the lycans, declaring war to each pack if they will not give them support. Since the war decades ago

The right-hand man nodded, then he said, "My king, I think we should join King Arthur and Darian. Our sources say, there's another king in alignment with them. And he has about fifty thousand men. if they are joined with Arthur's and Darian's men, only God knows the number of men they will have." King Neil was gobsmacked. Fifty thousand men! "Still, we can't underestimate King Carl. Have you forgotten he's married to princess Zara of Azrael? And not only that... King Alfred of Nival is his uncle. I'm sure he'll have the support of those two nations. So like I said before, I'll wait to see the winning side, before deciding who to join. ... King Darian of Crystal-Ville secretly marched to Azra

And she was about to see things from the past that could not be undone. A wolf of black and white, and then a wolf that’s as black as night. Mouth drawn back in a snarl, a grin. A terrifying creature which was composed of teeth, white, and bones, fur. The beasts had crescent marks on their forehead. It was the King of the past, the Alpha. The Alpha and his father, whose name is Banaua. It was the turnover of the Kingdom. Where Prince Bathal was proclaimed as the young King of Shaldan and in the middle of the aisle — of the crowd was the beautiful Queen, Galathea.

“He’s trying to bind to me. To make me sit.” Jayden stepped forward. “Over my dead body.” The figure turned. His face was hollow. But his eyes—his eyes were Aelin’s. Silver, glowing, eternal. “I made her,” he rasped. “You tried,” Ivy said, standing tall. “And you failed.” He rose to his full height. “I am the First King. The Alpha of Alphas. I carved the moon into flesh and called it daughter.” Jayden bared his teeth. “You’re a relic. A monster whispering lies into a child’s mind.”

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.

"I do not like games, merchant." "I am not playing a game, Admiral," Kaelen said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "I am here to offer you a choice. You can continue to be my cousin's lapdog, her pet admiral, the muscle in her little play for the throne. Or you can be a king."

he worriedly said as he looked at Clad. “Shit, I am not done yet.” A number of footsteps were then heard coming not so far from where they were. ‘Ah, the reinforcements…’ Looking at Alex, he motioned his head to let him know that they had to go. “But how about him? ” He asked, pointing at Orlando. … “The king has arrived!! ” Declared by the guard as the king of Voneveir, King Allan, made an appearance with his body fully equipped with armor. “Where are they?”

But this youngest son is different from his two older brothers. Duke Murdoch and General Accientsy serve their king faithfully, so they are favorites of King Arran. That is why many are jealous of them, especially the corrupt officials whose loyalty is divided between the two sons of the king. Regis Filius Damarion is the eldest son of King Arran. This is the only child of his first wife.