Red Throne Adventure Time Novels & Stories

"If you still insist on refusing, I'll make sure tomorrow, you might even get some of my company's shares and manage one of my businesses!" "B-but Mr. Anton―" "No more but!" he snapped, giving them a threatening look. "Well… Dad eventually gave in. The three of us cried because we felt so grateful and touched. God finally answered our prayers by sending His gifts through Mr. Anton and that Grandpa," uttered Helen. That night became the most beautiful moment Helen ever ever remembered. It made her even more believe that miracles definitely exist. As long as they try and believe in it.

To him, time was like an interloping of threads, all related to each other and the ultimate space, and in rare, yet possible cases, it was possible to bend those threads. Threads...threads of time...it rang a bell, but I wasn't sure where I had heard it from. I closed the book and fell on the chair. Time travel? Me? For what? So I can re-live some of the worst years of my life? I held my hair in handfuls and yelled, hoping that if I yelled hard enough, some miracle will take place and take me back to the time I belong. I have already lived past this. This is not my life any more.

The tents were some distance from one other inside the tents were bathtubs and a small living area. Zeze made the device for the dragon to get sunlight and moved it into Ezra tents inside. Everyone Cleared out the castle and took one last look at it. Zeze sent an Exposed talisman in the palace; the amulet went off, and the court exploded, and everyone clapped their hands. TeamWork

She could still them for a bit if she needed to, but it was clear to her what Slate had in mind. As they ran toward the window, both of the men shifted into nearly identical dragons, Flint’s slightly smaller than Slate’s. The younger brother broke through the window, darting out into the sky while Slate paused a moment, waiting for Nya. With no hesitation, she mounted him, running up his tail and wrapping her legs around his neck. His great wings began to pump as he followed his brother through the shards of colored glass and out into the sky.

"Do you swear to lead this kingdom as honesty and truthfulness? To never betray the throne? Never to get power hungry? That our kingdom will be taken care of the rightful way?" "I do." "Do you swear to be the greatest Luna and Queen you possibles could and can be? "I do!" "By the power vested in me I present to you, your new queen." Thanos voice booms. Everyone is cheering and clapping. He goes down the line and does each and every one of us. The help brings out our crowns and they are placed on our heads. He slices his palm and slices each of us one by one. With our palms slit, he joints our hands. Slowly we feel our powers growing and slowly Addie, Marissa, and feel the bond with our pack.

Bailey hands rested on a square-shaped stone. “By blood we emerge, another successor fit to rule; if you will see him fit, adorn him with the crown, mother of the moon." Bailey chanted silently, and just then the square-shaped stone glowed blue, a mist filling the room, so thick I could hardly see through it. The once blue stone turned red. "No,” Bailey gasped. A strong wind blew through the room, and I had to hold onto Axel. Then everything ended and Thane stood, his eyes glowing red; tentacles crawled up his body, forming into a crown over his head; he seemed to glow; everything about him was surreal.

The baby let out a high-pitched whistle, and the silver threads in the room began to glow a bloody red. "The XIX is the only thing missing from the shroud," Iyanla said, her hands reaching out toward us. The silver threads began to crawl across the floor like snakes, heading for my ankles. "Give her to me. Let the Hive be whole. You can go back to the closet, Amara. You can be invisible again. I'll even let you keep the shoes." Kael let out a roar of pure, unadulterated fury. He struggled to his feet, his ashen fur bristling with violet static. He lunged for the throne, his spectral claws ready to tear the web apart.

His wings were now asymmetrical—one violet-lead, one burning red-fire. He looked at his hands, his fingers trembling. "The Debt is settled, Zora," he whispered, his voice sounding like a thousand people speaking at once. "But the Shadow has a condition. It wants the throne. And it doesn't want to share it with the Light." Suddenly, the Spire’s primary elevator dived down to our floor. The doors opened, and our five-year-old son—the Stone King—stepped out. He was no longer stone. He was flesh and blood, golden and glowing.

Secondly,the silver throne,situated right handed besides the golden throne meant for Luna's alone,mom has that all wrapt beneath her possession. And finally, the bronze throne,aquincted to the alphas offsprings,either male or female. It's obviously the least and smallest amongst the trio throne and being two sons, double bronze thrones appear situated besides the golden throne,one directly besides it's left and the other situated on it's right after the silver decorated throne. "Hurry up brother,much are yet to be settled" Drake chuckles,once again pulling me outta the dumb imaginary world. "Am sorry,I really am sorry" I openly apologise before heading to my bronze throne rightly situated be

Lennie was sure that Zeno, or Tyron, didn’t notice there was a dangerous dragon hiding right above his head, waiting to take his life. “See,” he flaunted jauntily, “I’ve grown stronger.” The golden wolf gnashed. Ten days ago, his little brother stole the throne. And he was using its power to drag the whole forest into his sick, dark magic. If he succeeded, all the creatures in the forest would turn into indistinguishable monsters. And even if they escaped, they would lose their land and home. The home they fought so hard to gain and shed so much blood to protect. During the last ten days, Jayden had tried all possible means to get Tyron off the throne, but there was no use. He lost lots of h