Shaman King Oc Novels & Stories

I asked Elder Morgana. Damon interrupted her as she was about to speak. “Listen, everyone. I don't care who you are or what you are. I am the only one with the title of a king here. I am not just the alpha of a pack alone. I am the alpha king, and I demand total respect from all of you. It's one kingdom and I lead everyone!”

Amos explained "The shaman's power is unexplainable, I even heard that even the King himself is starting to have powers like the Shaman's. They're simply untouchable" He added and drank water to clear his dry throat. "What's the King's name?" I asked "Eugene, the Zefra IX of Zefron, even though he's not supposed to be the king!" "He should be of the same age as you" He said. "I see......" "Can I go for a stroll?" I asked

What was he doing? The water started pouring into the tub. The loud noise made me flinch. Lycan King’s eyes remained on me, observing my every move. “I am not hiding anything from you. ” I tried again. This time, in a more asserting tone. And that’s where I was wrong. Again. Omegas are not assertive. They are always submissive. He smirked, stretching his veiny neck. My eyes traced his body as I contemplated whether I should run away now or wait a little longer to make the King believe me.

Alejandro King Lycan Former Alpha King, King of Lycans and werewolves Long Chocolate brown hair Sky Blue eyes Tall with strong muscular built 6'ft Power:- Alpha King, different kinds of power. Ivory King Magical Alpha King's mate, Queen of Lycans and werewolves, true heir of Davister clan and magicals Long waist length golden hair Amber eyes 5'6 inch, petty frame Power:- Antheia, the light flower, goddess of peace Clotho

*“Tell the Shaman to proceed with the pack run.” Kieran’s eyes widened, his jaw tightening. *“Little one, you don't understand. If we do the run, the pack expects—”* *“Trust me, Kieran,”* I interrupted, my gaze locking onto his with absolute, unwavering certainty. *“Please.”* He stared at me for a single, heavy heartbeat, searching my face. Seeing the fierce fire in my eyes, the Alpha King yielded. He turned to the High Shaman, his voice booming over the crowd. "Proceed with the sacred pack run."

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

He did that for a couple of times until he exhaled and smiled to Shaun. "How could I deprived of you that?" he chuckled. "Your father must be jealous of me, having this chance to see you grow into a man he wanted you to be. Son, be a king you think is worthy for the kingdom. I would stay by your side, no matter what." Priam said and patted Shaun's shoulders. "I would be honored to serve you until forever, King Shaun." Winter suddenly said, kneeling down as he put his hand against his chest. "I would gladly support you in any way possible, your majesty." Loki said and copied Winter.

I grabbed a glass and filled it with wine and handed it over to Hozan, who dropped a little of the red liquid on his palm and licked it before giving it to his King. Wow! "You have highly trained men and better warriors. Why don't you lead your men to stop the King of Sethum." Another King said. "Highly trained men? You flatter me, King Herod." The King narrowed his eyes at the man. Anyone with his or her six senses would realize that the atmosphere had changed into a tense one. "It's not exactly a bad thing, King Damien. Leading your men to conquer the Kingdom of Sethum and Fruisca would enlarge your coast and make you the King of everyone here." King Herod continued, still oblivious to the

Dominic and Aiden are standing in the centre, surrounded by so many werewolves and witches. Everyone’s eyes dart in my direction, and I wish I could die. “I have brand new information from a reliable source,” Oscar continues. “I was told that this amazing Lycan King of ours is not really a Lycan King. He is a shape shifter,” he makes a disgusted face.

Leo smiled placing a kiss on my lips, his words sweet as I rested my forehead on his. “The Outcast Claimed by the King.” I smiled looking that very King in the eyes, after twenty years of searching… I’d found my place. ~The End~