Shaman King Books Novels & Stories

Even if my body craves his tender touch and his sinful mouth. I have to get my freedom and find a way to escape the proposals of marriage. Without his help, thank you very much. “I am asking you to marry me.” “Are you asking or ordering, Sultan?” “I am asking, Princess.” I smiled at her. “For now.” Dirty Wild Sultan is the first book in the sweet, steamy royal romance Alluring Rulers of Azmia Series. It is a perfect read if you enjoy sweet, steamy romance. No cliffhangers!

Avery felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as they approached the door, their hearts pounding with a mixture of hope and trepidation. Shane stepped forward and knocked on the door, the sound echoing through the quiet clearing. Moments later, the door creaked open, revealing an elderly woman with long, silver hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see straight into their souls. She wore a simple robe adorned with intricate patterns, and a serene smile played on her lips. "Welcome," the Shaman said, her voice gentle yet powerful. "I have been expecting you." Avery's heart skipped a beat at the Shaman's words, and she exchanged a nervous glance with her mates. "Thank you for see

“That is true. But understanding cannot be gifted through words alone. You had to live it. Feel it. That’s why the book waited.” I looked down at my hands, at the tiny tremor I couldn’t hide. “Zevarion is willing to give everything for me. He would trade his soul, his memories, even his love, if it meant I could be free. He’s willing to live with a broken heart if I could have a whole life.” The Shaman hummed softly, an aching sound that said she already knew. I swallowed hard. “But what scares me more now is that he’s a god again. His punishment has ended, and he’s stronger, but not strong enough. Xareth has absorbed seventy-six stones. He’s no longer just a monster. He’s something beyond.”

I decided that was a mulling over for another day. I opened the book, its pages slightly yellow with age. It must have been written back in the early days of Fresonia, documenting the life and times of its first King. Even though this Samuel was not quite my Felix, I was still curious as to what he was all about. I opened to the first page, a map of the seven magical kingdoms. What I saw there shocked me.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

This made the Kingdom more orderly and reduced corruption by the nobles by half. Not only that, Kinsley, who is a pure-blood vampire, wants to wake Abigail back. Using his blood and power, he intends to perform the forbidden ritual of the whole blood moon to wake Abigail from her long slumber by sacrificing the reincarnated soul of Abigail.

He shook his head and shrugged. “Many of my people know me from my time in Vampire Land. There are a few who used to live in Verso,” he offered. “They accepted my leadership willingly and eagerly.” “So, now you’re a king,” I smiled. “Who is in love with a queen,” he chuckled. “A queen who is promised to another king,” I reminded him. “You were promised to me first,” he grumbled. “What we did the other day was wrong,” I said. “It can’t happen again.”

This female was definitely close to the King, and if so, maybe she could help me convince him to let me go free. “Yes, I already read it. Shakespeare.” I answered her. “I love to read and let's face it that in our environment, there are few books of this type. Just books about building, how to be a Luna, or how to be a proper lady.” I said, rolling my eyes and I heard Morgan giggling softly. "I know, right?!" “In some packs, human books of this sort are forbidden. I'm shocked the King didn't banish them here.” I confessed. Even though I didn't want to admit it, I had to say that the King had done some good.

King Sachihero was sitting along with his queen, and the Oracle Shrushaw. The Oracles were Sorcerers who were appointed by most Kingdoms. They were learned in magic, mysterious art, and used to help and advice the Kings regarding mystical issues. The oracle for Shambala was a beautiful woman called Shrushaw. No one knew how old she was. She always appeared as a sultry 25-30-year-old. Her heavy-lidded eyes could entice any man however most were afraid of her and avoided offending her. As the chief Oracle of Shambala currently, she was pouring over the profiles of various suitors who had approached to win Princess Revati's hand.

Maybe there is more to the mate bond thing which the Moon Goddess gives to the wolves. I open the huge wooden door and let myself inside the room which smells of old paper and wood. The tall shelves which are full of books from top to bottom have me all confused about what to read the first time I came here. I thought about what I wanted to read until I came across the books on wolves' history.