Son Of The Hero King Novels & Stories

He took account of everyone present but there was no werewolf named Rejah in the church that night. "Was deception Rejah?" He asked. Deception goes by many forms. All the years Immortal might have turned him into something else. The words that came out of her mouth pushed him Into a firm denial.. "No, you are! You are Rejah, the son of Ra!" Her confirmation dawned like the setting of the sun.. To be continued.

"As crude as it may be to say that, what made your father a hero wasn't his lofty but naive ideal, neither was it his gentleness. But it was his strength. No matter what, no matter how, there was only one truth. Your father was the strongest and as such he was the representative of Justice. This is the sad truth of this world." "Sol, there's no one born with the quality to be a king and there's nothing wrong with being selfish. What matters is how strong you are. On the day of my awakening, I was deemed as nothing more than a stain to the royal family name. A girl with absolutely no talent aside from her beauty and whose sole goal in life would be to give birth to more children of royal bloo

I said wondering why he looked at me like that. “ Um… you haven’t answered why you are here and what happened in Lygard.” “ Oh..I’m sorry. This is what happened. My father is King Gaan of Sigard –“ “ – what? Jason you didn’t say this! These people are traitors.” “ She’s a wolf dad, just listen please!” he begged while his father adjusted uncomfortably on his seat.

Jason said. "I am happy hearing those words from you. It gives me the assurance that my daughter is in safe hands." Tharollin said letting Jason to know of his presence. Jason turned to look at the Demon King he heard and read so much about. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that he is going to see the Demon King in flesh and blood one day. "So sorry I didn't notice your presence Sire. I am Jason the son of the King." Jason said introducing himself to Rae's father.

Guards rushed in and held him down. The younger Caelum stood up and brushed the dust off his robe. He looked down at the version of himself on the floor. “Take this lunatic away. He’s been impersonating the King of the Gods. Throw him into the Pit of Lightning. He doesn’t come out. Ever.” The guards dragged Caelum toward the door. He fought them the whole way, screaming that he was the King of the Gods, that he was, that they would all regret this. The sound got farther and farther away, until the doors closed.

She said. I laughed at her as I stand up and shakes my head. "Silver, you're forgetting one thing." I said removing invisible dusts in my clothes. Silver looked at me confused, "Wha-What are you saying?" she said. "I am the only son of the great king Lycaon." I said and saw Priam snickered. "I may night be as strong as Loki, or as calm and dependable as Priam but I have the blood of the greatest king ever existed here in Arcadia. I may be a fool, but I still possess the greats qualities of my deceased father" I said and tapped her by her shoulder.

It might be my mage powers growing but I will ask my dad about it. I hadn't heard much about his dad as I did his mom. I was curious. "Where is your Dad?" "Not far from here. He was the Dragon Lord before he became the King of the Amyssian Empire. Red Dragons are stronger than normal Dragons so they are always trained as Dragon Lords." "So you are the Son of a Dragon Lord?"

From the moment he sat down, wincing but with a twinkle in his eye, I knew he was different. "That looks pretty bad," I had said to him, examining his injury. "How did you manage to get wounded like this?" He chuckled, a deep, warm sound that seemed to fill the room. "Territory disputes. Never a dull moment being an Alpha's heir." I didn't respond, so he kept speaking. "I am the son of Alpha Johnson of the Dark Moon Pack."

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.