Story Lord Novels & Stories

"Well, this is a very old story my sweet. There are many different tellings of it. Some people do say he was a prince. Others tell it that he was a wandering knight in service to some ancient king, or else an elvish noble of the Fairy Court, lost and far from home. Some people even say he had wings like a bird, and he'd fallen down from a country above the clouds just to meet the girl. "An angel?" "Yes, you could call it that. It's just one of so many tellings. I've even heard one version where he's a shipwrecked pirate with a heart of gold, saved from the tides by the old witch out of pity." "That's silly. Pirates are the bad guys. He can't be a pirate." "You think a pirate is bad? That's n

LILITH’s POV I was heading towards the border at east, where we shared our border with stone star pack and it is the same border and same pack where Oliver was stabbed with silver sword. When we reached the border, his friends were already coming towards the center, aiming to take him to the hospital, without wasting any time Noah took him in his arms and rushed with his wolf speed to reach the hospital in a minute.

Sergeant Miller roared on the deck. I was not idle either. Under pressure, the Dragon Lord talent began to break through. My perception range expanded to two miles, and I could now command five hundred tamed creatures at once. I stood on the reef, eyes closed, sensing every corner of Shallow Bay. Every fish, every crab, every jellyfish beneath the water was in my consciousness. They were like my fingers, ready to move at will. Captain White walked over. "Lord, everything is ready." "Any news from the Cult?"

"Hand over the Heir, King Lorenzo. By order of the ancient blood pact, the child belongs to the underworld." Lorenzo’s brown eyes darkened into a ruthless, lethal void. "You'll have to tear my cold, dead heart out of my chest first." The commander smirked beneath his helmet. "We were counting on it." "Lorrie," Lorenzo muttered out of the side of his mouth, his posture dropping into a low, lethal stance. "There are too many of them." "Can we beat them?" she asked, her golden energy humming around her knuckles like live current.

Liam rode up to the castle and shouted, "I am Liam Stewart of Baron Stewart's domain. Please, the heir of Baron Lorien's domain, come forward and speak. The wizard's apprentice in the castle also cast a 'phantom voice' spell on Olika and he called out, 'I am Olika Llorien, the current heir to the barony. 'Mr Olika, by order of Miss Stewart, please surrender the Barony of Llorien and swear to the True God that you and all the lords will be treated as they deserve. Knight Liam, as a nobleman I will not surrender without a fight, so please stop talking like that,' Olika shouted.

she complained, and I chuckled, my heart warming at her pouting face. “She probably thinks that we are like the others, not having real affection for our mistress,” Laura said as she settled in the second seat. “How was the trip, I heard some rumours about you being attacked,” Laura leaned forward and asked me, her eyes shining with curiosity. “I think there was an attack, but I was asleep. When I woke up, things had already died down, and Ronan was there to comfort me.” “Wow!” “Is it possible that you guys crossed paths with some other kingdom while you were there? Or was it the humans against?”

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One Alexander’s POV "We ventured deep into the treacherous woods, father," the Prince began, his voice steady. "Under the moon's luminous embrace, our pack united, strong and relentless. With courage in our hearts, we faced the dreaded vampire horde." He continued, detailing the fierce battles and the hardships they endured during their quest to defeat the vampire menace. Each word painted a vivid picture of the clashes between the Lycans and the vampires, describing the Lycans' valor and the relentless nature of the vampire queen's forces.

Andrew was speechless, and he wondered if he actually looked like a pervert. Putting on a serious expression, he said, "Nyx, we need to make a trip to Storm City. Let's see if we can catch a lucky break." Nyx looked puzzled. "What are you planning?" Andrew sneered. "Viktor is a werewolf lord. Though it's not that bastard Kaelen, which is a bit disappointing, but he'll do. If Storm City falls, Viktor will definitely be severely wounded or even killed! But generally speaking, dark lords aren't that easy to kill, and the Church will probably just drive Viktor away at most."

With all the looming danger and ever growing threats to my kingdom, the bigger and stronger my men, the better. Kene, my war strategist and head trainer, a tall muscular man with deep brown eyes, and his black dreaded hair packed in a bun, waved before heading towards me. He was highly feared, even by my men. Kene was the result of an affair between a Lycan and a witch, a relationship that was an abomination in the twelve kingdoms. But he was my friend and against all advice, I made him head trainer and war strategist. A decision that Kene has proven to everyone to be the right one.

Chad clutched his chest in pain, blood from his hands and chest dripping onto the pavement. "Your Highness, please forgive me." Chad saw his muscular body, along with the cold temperament of the emperor, he was afraid, and ran for his life and death into the nearby forest. Douglas turned to Lily: "Are you okay?" "No problem." Lily brushed his concerned arm over one of the slightly scratched arms. From the tavern, the wolf prince quickly walked over to Lily. He didn't come to save her in time, but he also didn't want the prince to come near her.