Red Throne Adventure Time Novels & Stories

They did not care about the martial arts manuals anymore and were more afraid that the treasure inside might be taken by others. “Andrius Moonshade.” Norvin glanced at Andrius and asked suspiciously, “What were you guys doing? Why was there such a loud commotion?” The Black Hawk glanced at Andrius. After receiving the signal from him, he explained truthfully, “There are seven thrones in this sanctuary. They correspond to the Big Dipper’s seven stars, each with its own keys. “As long as we adjust the positions and orientations of the thrones correctly, we should be able to unlock the treasure here.

The title was calligraphed in white in contrast to the magical blue forest background. Myth of The Broken Throne....sounds nice. I turned to leave but Ms, Brendon held one of my arms. Her gaze was so intense that it made me want to shrink under the table. She then smiled at me and held both my hands, the book sandwiched between our hold. "It's my favorite book. So, I really hope you'll like it." Her wrinkly hands gave mine a little squeeze and suddenly I felt that those words had a whole lot other meaning than they seemed to. _____________________________________

I feel a lump in my throat, “It wants us to bring everything back.” “Don’t Tru. We can convince it to keep things the way they are now,” Taran says in a plea. I shake my head, “It is too late. I brought everything back when my magic awoke. There is nothing we can do.” “I won’t lose you, Tru. You’re mine.” The same voice whispers, “I have a plan. We need all the dragons to restore the kingdom. I know how to keep them away from you.” Curious, I leave my room and get the stone out of its box. It is no longer black but glowing orange. Softly, I ask, “What is your plan?”

Trust us! Thorne swung down from the sky, his golden claws shining. "Every bond, every heartbeat..." Hold on tight!"" Draven attacked out of the darkness at just the right time. "Moonbound will test everything. You have to be strong through every spark, every bond, and every pulse."

"Don't you dare leave me again, Leo Thorne. I didn't remember you just to say goodbye." "You aren't saying goodbye," Leo said, his hand touching her cheek. His skin was turning back to flesh, while hers was becoming light. "You're just... changing the scale. You be the Queen of the Void, Meilin. And I’ll be the man who keeps your home ready for when you want to be 'Actual' again." The Crown of Thorns The indigo bridge snapped. Leo was thrown back into the Return Vessel, his body hitting the silver floor with a bone-jarring thud. The Atmos-Core went dark. The silver light of the Matriarch vanished.

The throne cracks. The wolves howl. Their eyes begin to weep ink. The sky above splinters. I raise my hand and snarl, not as a prince, not even as a warrior....As a mate. “Zenith,” I whisper. The illusion shatters. The grove returns in a burst of dry wind and dust. I fall to one knee, drenched in sweat. Breathing hard. The Lunacrown Thistle sways gently, undisturbed.

“What throne?” Her counterpart lifted a pale hand. Behind her, the rift widened—showing the forest again, then the lake, and then the throne made of woven silver fire and shadowlight. It pulsed once, as if recognizing Aria through dimensions. “Your throne,” the figure said simply. “The Convergence Seat. The heart of the new realm.” Aria shook her head, stepping back instinctively until her back hit Erevan’s chest. “I don’t want a realm. I don’t want a seat. I don’t want any of this.”

Nyx added, “That is why time has little to hold on us.” Something shimmered in the air around them and The Hollow Throne appeared on its rightful place. Adam walked towards it and stared at it long and hard. “Well, it seems that I am in a bit of a pickle here,” he muttered. “What is it?” Priscillia asked curiously. “I should take a seat on it but presently, I cannot.” Adam said. “But it is your throne,” Priscillia said. “Not anymore, at least for now,” Adam said. “Our daughter is the rightful owner as of this moment.”

With a loud scream he came to rest at the end of the tunnel which opened towards a large chamber adorned with chairs in two straight lines facing it's other while at the end of the chamber laid a golden throne and on the top of the empty throne a crown was kept. All manner of precious stones adorn the crown but on particular one seems to caught his fancy,a blue glowing stone at the top of the crown.the stone which seems to attract him,keeps drawing him forward till he arrives in front of the throne.with one coordinated move he pick up the stone from its base holding it in his palms but a scurry of a mice frightened him as he clenched his palm in fear crushing the stone.With trembling hands a

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.