Soul King Brook Novels & Stories

“You know, what I won’t waste my time talking with insolent fools like you both. I will wait here, for him to come out, and also what you two did will be mentioned. Oh just you wait. Ambrosia said as she scoffed and went to sit down at one of the tools in the hallways. She was too angry to go back to her chambers and she wanted to catch the prince, immediately he leaves the cabinet, so she had to stay. She will wait patiently, no matter how long it took. Meanwhile on the other hand, Prince Michael was busy seated down, as the prime minister was calling out the names of the kings that were here. “And lastly, we have the King Mendel, from the kingdom of Dun Brock, ruler of the all Dun Brock ki

"why not love," Rakesh put his book on the side, and catch her in his arms fully. And ran towards the stream in joy. while carrying her, he ran towards the stream and get into it. Where there was little deep there he looses the grip of his arm and throw her. For a moment she got lost in water, then after a moment she comes up and started swimming on her back. She was swimming in stream as some mermaid is swimming in water waves. Her cuts and turns with every wave was so mesmerizing and breathtaking to see. Rakesh was also swimming along with her. Payal was swimming quickly and reached the other side of the stream, came out of the stream and ran towards the tree and climbed on one of its st

As she knew the Brook’s well, the Brook’s would definitely be very lively in the courtyard tonight. Certainly, as she expected, on the screen, it was lit up in Brook’s courtyard, where Coral was sitting on the swing and rocking back and forth, wearing a beautiful bare-shoulder dress, her pretty curly hair ruffled to one shoulder, her pretty almond-shaped eyes looking ahead, and the corners of her mouth hooked up in a smug arc. In the direction of her sight, Brady Brook and his wife Grace Brook stood there. In the center of the courtyard, a middle-aged guy in a white robe was holding a plate of destiny in his hand and talking in whispers, then he picked up a brush and drew some strange patter

I ask her. "Oh, you already met him yesterday." She says, taking her fork to eat her breakfast. "Ohhhh. I never got his name though." I answer, getting mine too. I can't wait to eat her famous maple syrup bacon with egg and ketchup omelet. Plus white milk or orange juice for preference. "His name is Adrian, 22 years old, and works at his small company to find homes for animals." She tells, taking a bite of her food as I nodded from yesterday's event.

*Brook* I’ve never been particularly close to River, to no one’s surprise. He was born to be the King of Oceana, the favored child of the realm. I was born to be his spare. And that’s how we existed for our entire lives before we met Maerilee. He was always so loud and arrogant before, quick to dismiss people who don’t meet his impossibly high expectations. He walked like the world was supposed to part for him, and for a long time, it did.

But then her gaze swerved quickly, staring at Flora and I saw a twinkle grow in her eyes when she looked back at him, couldn’t tell if it was because she saw Karl in her arms or just by seeing her. Brooke got away from us starting to talk to Mister Death, I didn’t even know how to call him, but it probably had a name just like Koschei. But all I could hear was the two of them matching when she was supposed to go to the underworld, with her promising to leave there the next morning, leaving him more than happy. I couldn’t imagine what she was about to find in that place, facing the mermaids of the underworld as well as the demons, it had been particularly horrible, having to face it every day

With Albot being owned by hunters for most of his life before Atticus and I rescued him, he is the one with the most knowledge on if a howl is friendly or if we have to fight our way out soon. [Soulless. It sounds like it is tracking us and reporting to it’s companions.] My frown deepens, knowing that my brother is the one labelled Soulless King. It doesn’t surprise me that he would have his minions tracking me the moment I enter wolf country. But their pursuit will be for nothing as we will reach what will be our new pack in a few minutes. I can feel the power of the barrier created by the witch Ira and Geminie wants me to meet radiating the closer we get.

Like my mother told me to. My stomach rumbles loudly. Thank the Moon Goddess that my mate wasn't here when that happened. I would've gone red as a tomato. I grab the bell and ring it. Almost 2 seconds later a guy comes in that looks almost identical to Xander. He gives a friendly smile. He's definitely the happier brother of the two. "Hey, Elizabeth. I'm Solomon, Alpha's brother, but you can call me Soul." "Hi, ummm I'm kinda hungry?" I say hesitantly. I've always been the one to ask what people want to eat. It feels foreign to me to be at the receiving end of that question. Instead of rolling his eyes, Soul gives me a bright smile.

Three boys appeared, holding a bow. Mercies!! Her heart screamed out. The one in the middle - wearing a robe. It was the King!! Instantly, the pains from the arrow seemed to affect her so much, she lost consiousness and passed out.

Forcefully. I try to hold him back. Can't. He takes over completely. When I speak again, it's not my voice. It's his. Deeper. Rougher. Ancient. "You are OURS." King's voice fills the room. "Scents can be imitated. Faked. Manipulated. But two souls seeing each other—that cannot be counterfeited." Rhea freezes. "Sable and I recognized each other," King continues. "That is the confirmation. The only one that matters. Not scent. Not words. Souls."