Sealed Divine Throne Novels & Stories

“Neither will I.” The child cries out. “Please don’t leave me.” I pull him close. “I’m not leaving. I’m changing the world for you.” The Arbiter raises his hand. Then let the throne break. Everything shakes. Pain explodes through my chest. And just before it consumes me, one thought burns clear If the throne breaks… Who will the gods fear next? As the Arbiter begins to destroy the divine throne, I realize too late that if there are no gods left to rule, someone will rise to replace them… and all eyes are already turning toward me.

They moved with terrifying precision around Eleanor, around the chamber, around the widening abyss. The mountain was listening to him. Not the Hollow King. Him. The gods noticed too. Concern flickered visibly across their faces. The woman beneath the mountain laughed softly. “The heir commands the seal now.” The tallest god’s composure cracked. “That is impossible.” “No,” the Hollow King corrected quietly. “It is inherited.” Another roar split the sky overhead. The Throne descending above the chamber spread its skeletal wings wider, blocking out the moon entirely. Golden symbols ignited across its massive body.

On the day my fiancé, Raphael Moretti, and I were supposed to get our marriage license at city hall, I dressed with care. But by noon, he still hadn't shown up. Aurelia De Luca video-called me. "Sofia, where are you? Raphael's been waiting for you all day." Panic hit me. "Weren't we signing in Palermo?" Aurelia frowned. "It's Taormina, Sofia. Everyone's been waiting for a long time." I drove straight to Taormina. When I arrived, no one was there. When the video connected, Aurelia was crouched on the ground, laughing hard. "Sofia, don't tell me you actually went. We're already on Lipari. Raphael's setting up the wedding venue to surprise you." I left my car at the port and took a boat to Lipa

he said, “The throne is a different thing,” Azeph said, “It’s a heavy responsibility that takes up the person’s body and soul. But Elinor’s reason to not want this are not as cowardly as avoiding the responsibility. She has a reason, and we all know it,” he declared and Alan sat back in silence after that. Azeph sighed and settled back down in his chair to wait for Elinor to return from her telephone call with her mother. As did the others, who went back to their stale conversation as he flipped through the pages of the book Elinor had been reading.

Erin shook his head and sighed again. “Many individuals are vying for the throne, and there is also a lot of discontent regarding Uncle Vernon’s replacement due to a tragic event. Our great-grandfather violated the law,” Erin said, mustering a forced smile. “He betrayed the family, making a mistake in an attempt to protect us, our family, our people, and our reputation.” Erin continued, gripping Agustin’s shoulder. “The throne requires someone capable of ruling it.” “And that someone is you, Agustin.”

Is this how your parents taught you? Each word from Alexander indicated his dissatisfaction with me. However, I couldn't help but focus on his initial sentence, "Whoever is the strongest has the right of speech." It flashed back and forth in my mind so much that I couldn't help but ask again, "Father, are you implying that whoever is the most powerful in this family is the one who calls the shots?" Alexander and Oliver exchanged a smile upon hearing my query. "Of course. The family motto of the Kingsleys is to subdue others with force! Men are the symbol of strength!"

When she finally spoke, her tone was light, almost teasing. "You make me proud, Haralthazar." His body relaxed, the tension easing out of him, shoulders sagging just a little, head bowing and I sighed myself, a shaking exhale of air tasting of poison. Dad turned then, away from her, and approached his throne, pausing only one more moment before taking his Seat. He cried out, power rippling over him as the throne itself glowed with amber magic, sealing him to it, binding him to the plane and his place.

Not to talk of having a bond with my enemy's daughter. I'm Chase Kingston. An Alpha rumored to possess the body of a fallen angels'. Growing up to become ruthless, they say am an earthly beast. News reached my parents upon my arrival on earth that I was an unusual being created with an heart of stone. But they still kept me, until I started to spill nothing than destruction.

Cherubim guard the way to the tree of life in the Garden of Eden (Genesis 3:24)and the throne of God (Ezekiel 28:14–16). The "Thrones or Elders, are a class of celestial beings. The Dominations regulate the duties of lower angels. It is only with extreme rarity that the angelic lords make themselves physically known to humans. The Dominations are believed to look like divinely beautiful humans with a pair of feathered wings, much like the common representation of angels, but they may be distinguished from other groups by wielding orbs of light fastened to the heads of their scepters or on the pommel of their swords.

That's how powerful the seal was. The Stanchion is made up of the seven most powerful kingdom leaders. They include the three brothers-the god of thunder, Zeus, the god of the seven seas, Poseidon and the god of the underworld, Pluto with four other kingdom leaders. They help to keep the supernatural world in balance and seeing as those who made this seal were exceptionally powerful and had been undefeatable all these years, not that anyone had ever dared to defy them, you could picture how strong and impenetrable the seal would be.