Novel & Cerita Tales Of The Night King

After a busy day of her coronation, Dabria felt like spending some time alone qotn Zeus. But of course, Alpha David's words excited Dabria as well. Helenora also walked towards the group and sat down beside Ryan. Zeus and Dabria shared an excited smirk then nodded their heads in union. "Very well, then. Let us tell you the Tales Of The Two Kingdoms. And how you are related to that story. It all started about a thousand years ago. There were two kingdoms ruling the supernatural world. One was the werewolves kingdom. And the other one was the vampire kingdom. It was the very era when the vampires and werewolves were living their lives with peace." Alpha David spoke in an excited tone. It was o

“Cancel everything scheduled for tomorrow, I might die if I have to do this all over again tomorrow,” he told Patrick as they walked back to his chambers. “Yes, my king.” Patrick responded. “You can go get some rest too, I will go by myself from here, see you tomorrow,” He told Patrick who was reluctant at first but gave in. Lance walked ahead towards his chamber with the guards following behind him. He entered his chamber, took off his clothes, and walked to the bathroom to freshen up after which he put on his night robe and laid on his bed hoping for sleep to come and for once, thanks to how tired he was, he fell asleep.

Hearing Yang Li admit that he was one of the four great dragon kings, Yang Xiao’s heart was in turmoil. Most importantly, Shirley Yang didn’t call herself a dragon king, but a king. The title Eternal Night was simply too tyrannical. Eternal night, the monarch under the night sky. No wonder Shirley Yangcalled himself the Night Queen in the day, no wonder countless people said that every time the Night Queen attacked, it was at night. The person targeted by the Curtain of Night would inevitably lose blood-red rose petals at night, and then the next day, people would find that the person targeted by the Curtain of Night would definitely die an unnatural death.

"That evening there was to be a feast in Harrenhal, to mark the opening of the tourney, and the she-wolf insisted that the lad attend. He was of high birth, with as much a right to a place on the bench as any other man. She was not easy to refuse, this wolf maid, so he let the young pup find him garb suitable to a king's feast, and went up to the great castle. "Under Harren's roof he ate and drank with the wolves, and many of their sworn swords besides, barrowdown men and moose and bears and mermen. The dragon prince sang a song so sad it made the wolf maid sniffle, but when her pup brother teased her for crying she poured wine over his head. A black brother spoke, asking the knights to join

Apparently, they received a letter from the Night King. No one knew what species the Night King really was, and most suspected that he was some kind of hybrid of several. Either way, he was the most powerful supernatural being on the planet, and we all fell under his domain. His Night Guards were always sent in to clean up anytime an incident came up that might reveal our existence to the humans. All the letter contained in it was a few words, telling Lord Grizzle Happy Birthday. His birthday was this coming weekend, and the entire Pack would get together to throw a three-day party for him. Taking the goblet to the supply table, I refilled it with Misty’s favorite watered down wine before ta

"Hold up, I'll stop you there uncle, I'm sorry. Ehm, you called her owl-something and akwshinis, did I get that right?" "No. And you cut me off again. I'll explain just once, so listen- so I can get back to telling you the whole story. Owlignus is their specie, they are shapeshifters but mostly owls. They are witches, old witches, and we all know ancient witches are very powerful. They feed on owls, which is weird because of what they are, but legend has it that they get their powers from owls, so every Friday night, they feast on owls. They are evil, of course, and they are good too. Just like human beings, some of us are kind while others are sadistic. And Akwanisis is a title for the chos

The thunder that rolled over the Blood Kingdom that night never left. It simply changed form into whispers, into frost, into the silence that now ruled the halls of power. Bianca sat upon the high chair of obsidian, the one her father once called the throne of bones, and listened to another round of petitions. Her crown a circlet of blackened steel and garnet glimmered like fresh blood beneath the chamber lights. “Governor Tenebris failed to meet his quota,” one of the ministers reported. “Two shipments lost in transit. He claims rebel interference.”

Everyone before him needed to be punished… Hunter’s eyes go from Gold to pure silver as he once again releases even more of his Royal aura over those before him and sends it out even further. He then growls low. “I AM KING NATHANIEL HUNTER COLE KING. KING OF VAMPIRES AND SHIFTERS ALIKE. HEAR ME LOUD AND CLEAR I COMMAND THEE…” This is the start of the end… No one is safe… No one will survive… END VISION…

“They’re… quiet.” I let out a slow breath. “That’s worse.” Renly hesitated, then stepped forward. “My Lady… I have something.” He held out a folded scrap of parchment. I took it, unfolded it. The handwriting was jagged, the ink smudged. They come at dawn. They will take the throne, or they will take your life. My hand shook faintly. “Who?” I whispered. Renly’s eyes were dark. “The Nightfangs.” I felt the world narrow.

This was where everything Veylor had whispered in his vision, everywhere he had talked of nightmares, everywhere he had cut himself in the flesh, all converged. I saw the First Wolves kneeling beneath a blood-red sky. I saw the Lannisters’ ancestors binding the King in chains of their own arrogance. I saw my mother, crying in silence. Kol standing defiant before the world’s hatred. Emory laughing as a boy. Elias bleeding for loyalty. All of it burned through me, rewriting what had been broken. The King clawed at me through Emory’s body, his voice rising in fury: “You are light born of shadow, you cannot exist without me!”