Taken By The Dark Elf King Novels & Stories

His gaze was piercing, as though he could see straight through the walls of the hall and into the very heart of the king. The room fell into a hushed stillness. Even the flickering flames seemed to bow their heads in anticipation. King Valtor, who had been silent until then, leaned forward. His regal form was draped in a dark cloak, its edges embroidered with silver runes. His hair, once a rich brown, had now turned to streaks of silver, yet his eyes still carried the fierce spark of youth. He exhaled slowly, his gaze lingering on Jailer, and his expression was one of solemn reflection.

“But yes. That’s your objective. When you kill him… you’ll be granted one wish.” “A wish?” I repeated, my chest tightening. “Yes. Any wish you desire.” My anger flickered into something else — hope, maybe. A small, dangerous spark of it. “Any wish at all?” I asked. “Any wish at all.” I swallowed hard. “What’s the plan? How do I get to him?” “The king lives far north, atop the mountain of Valengrad. That’s where his castle stands. Beware — reaching him won’t be easy. Killing him will be even harder. But it’s the only way your wish will be granted.”

Instead of taking her hand, Aidan Draco stared at Esmeray’s outstretched hand with an arched brow as if he couldn't believe this little creature had the audacity to come up to him. "You are the assassin who kidnapped the Vampire from his Royal Ball." Aric King inquired recalling the name from their encounter in the Cursed Woods. "Oh, the same one." She remarked airily. "So it wasn't a mere rumor." The Fey King murmured under his breath. Amber threw an annoyed look at her grandfather. The man had barely said three proper sentences to Amber during their meeting of which two were barbs. Yet since this imposter witch had arrived the Fey King had become awfully chatty.

what was she implying that day? “This is the end, it’s your loss,” The dark Elf appears before me as I attempt to pull the next rod out. He snatches my arm and pulls me up with his hand around my neck. He grins in my face, his face messed up and healing as he says, “Before we kill you, we’ll drain your powers and go for that sister of yours.” “And after that,” His voice goes low as he closes in, crushing my throat as I struggle weakly. “All those children of yours and your wolf friends will be next-”

"Let's head towards the most important part of this night. Our kings and Queen has some new and interesting regulations for all of us... So, be all ears." I listened to them when they started announcing rules, There I learned that they are not allowed to drink human blood and I looked at Augustus, he drinks human blood. Maybe that's why his parents doesn't like him. He is breaking the rule. He noticed me looking at him and it's obvious that he ignored me. There were some rules which I didn't understand and almost started feeling droopy but then there was that last announcement which changed the weather. I looked at Serenity shocked when she announced it and the hall was filled with chatters.

I turned around so fast that Vane stumbled back a step, and my alpha voice slipped out, low and dangerous, telling him to shut his mouth right now. "James is not just a guard," I growled, stepping right into his personal space, "and if you think I am going to sit here on a chair while my best friend bleeds out in a forest, you are out of your mind." Zareth stood right beside me, crossing her arms over her chest, and she looked at the old men like they were bugs on the floor. "If the king stays, I go," Zareth said, and she did not blink once as she stared Vane down, "and you can try to stop me if you want to lose a few teeth."

"We're not attempting to open anything, Elena. We're attempting to seize control of what already exists — to bind the Hollow King's remaining power to our own bloodlines rather than leave it dormant, wasted, protecting territories that have never once acknowledged our claim to what we believe rightfully belongs to the old lines. Your bond with Kade, offered here, becomes the key that transfers that binding to us instead of simply maintaining what your King's father established generations ago." The scope of it landed heavy and horrifying — not simple destruction, but theft, an attempt to seize ancient, terrible power and redirect it entirely toward purposes I couldn't begin to fully understa

With a nod of dismissal, King Tobias allowed Joel to depart, his mind already formulating plans and strategies to tackle the challenges that lay ahead. As Joel made his way out of the grand chamber, his mind swirled with a lingering sense of curiosity and concern. The mention of Scarlett, a she-werewolf who posed a threat to the kingdom he had sworn to protect, had piqued his interest. He couldn't help but wonder what made her so dangerous and why the king was particularly interested in her capture these days. *** The passage of time seemed distorted as Scarlett moved through the city's dark underbelly. Days blurred into nights, and fatigue threatened to overtake her. But she pressed on, her

"That's the best promise I can honestly make you tonight." The first rider reached the structure's edge and reined in hard, taking in the scene Cole's enforcers positioned with clear intent, Jasper standing exposed and unmistakably royal even in the dark, six freed captives visible in the ruins behind him and something in his posture shifted from aggressive pursuit into the specific wary calculation of a man reassessing what he'd actually ridden into. "King Vael," the rider said, and I felt cold recognition settle over the confrontation. They knew exactly who they were chasing.

For the first time since arriving, a few people quietly laughed. Even the tense atmosphere eased slightly. Queen Selene stepped forward, her expression becoming serious once again. "Now that we have the Dark Blade..." "...all that's left is the ritual." She looked toward Princess Eloise before turning to King Johnson. "The strongest Elves alive are the two of you." "Your blood will be needed." She paused briefly. "My chants, combined with your blood and the Dark Blade, should be enough to force Roosevelt into a deep slumber." Everyone listened carefully. The fate of every realm depended on this plan succeeding.