Tales Of The Night King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I'm quiet because I actually feel guilty about all of this, I feel like I would have been able to do something. “No, that's not it, mom. I'm not scared of the news, and I will not get any nightmares,” I say and mom smiles. “Goodnight honey!” mom says and I wave, “Goodnight mom,” I say. She flips my light switch off and darkness floods the entire room. I turn off my phone and now I'm in absolute darkness, the kind of darkness where I can't even tell whether I'm lying or standing. After a few seconds of counting sheep, I fade. into my subconscious, gradually.

That said, she did not allow her fear to appear on her face as she let out a scoff, “Hah! Jebediah, oh, Jebediah. It seems to me that you don’t know how powerful my supporters are, don’t you?” “Huh?” Jebediah was dumbfounded. “What are you talking about? Your supporters? Are you talking about Garrison, or are you talking about Zach?” “Nope.” Charlotte turned her head around to look at Jebediah, her brows furrowed. “My supporter is the Night King.” The Night King—the controller of the black market! A man who only existed in legend! Upon hearing the man's name and thinking of the rumors about the Night King, even Jebediah, who had seen and experienced a lot, could not help but shiver.

What deceit was whispered into their ears? Suddenly, the tense silence is broken by the appearance of a lycan. He is massive, his dark skin gleaming under the pale sun, muscles chiseled as if molded by war. He steps out onto the castle gates with an imposing posture, his presence a silent threat. My soldiers immediately ready themselves, hands gripping their weapons, eyes scanning for any sign of danger. “I am Fenrer, right hand of the rightful king of Veridiana, Drave Frost,” the lycan announces with pride.

His kingdom not only contained Dark Faeries, but under his rule there was the trolls, ogres, the were community answers to him as well, pixies and the nasty little leprechauns that Belle despises. "Sorry Aaron I had a visitor that showed up unannounced." She walked up to him and smiled. For a king he was very powerful. He had elite warriors that could steal other faerie powers. Which made them even more scarier. To Jasmine that would be scary but to her it made her respect him even more. "Oh my god Aaron, you will not believe what Belle is!" Belle's head snapped so fast and her eye's narrowed dead straight on Jasmine. "Jasmine, what did I say earlier before we came down here."

He stopped beside the bed, close enough now that she could smell him—forest, smoke, moonlight, and something darker beneath it. “I am the Alpha King,” he said at last. “Of this kingdom. And every pack bound to it.” Lyra absorbed that. The truth settled like a stone in her chest. “Ares Nightbane,” she whispered. The name tasted dangerous. “The Lycan King.” His gaze sharpened. “You knew my name.” “Everyone does,” she said softly. “Children are warned with it. Mothers pray it never finds them.” “And you’re not afraid,” he observed.

The chain clanked as he pulled it. Forcing my arms high above my head by the cuffs around my wrists until I was dangling before securing it to the wall. He looked over my body, and I felt naked, even though I was completely clothed. Just as before. He had pulled off his helmet and armor. Leaving him in only what knights called underclothes in this century. Scars covered every inch of his exposed skin. Even crawling up his neck and along his jawline. This commander’s story is a bit dark. He is actually a bastard child of the king.

He took the scrolls to the inner bedroom and arranged them on the library where it will be easier for him to extract them in the morning. He came back to his bedroom and walked back to his desk in those steady regal strides of his, that practically screams power and authority. His eyes found Zariel and he stated, "Tell Princess Samoa, I summon her." IN THE KINGDOM OF NAVIA Kelvin rose from the bed when he couldn't sleep anymore. He was sweating profusely from the nightmare he just had. Bids and pieces of images that doesnt make sense, filled with screams and human torture. He knows it's slavery at it's peak, and that was one thing he knows for sure about himself.

Chapter 2: The Enemy Camp Raid King Torvald moved like a shadow through the enemy camp under the cover of night, his dark cloak blending with the trees as his small elite strike team slipped between tents. The rival warlord’s forces slept soundly after a day of drinking and boasting, but Torvald’s focus was razor-sharp on one target: the warlord’s legendary lieutenant, a towering brute said to possess the largest cock in the northern territories. Torvald’s own thick length was already half-hard inside his breeches at the mere thought. The king had sacked villages, claimed warriors, and built his reputation on taking what he wanted and tonight, he wanted the biggest prize yet.

disclaimer: This story involves consensual incest between two adult brothers. The summer sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden hue over the backyard. Skyler leaned against the wooden fence, his phone in hand, but his mind was elsewhere. He watched the trees sway gently in the breeze, their leaves whispering secrets he couldn’t quite decipher. It was the perfect summer day, yet the excitement he should have felt was overshadowed by a lingering tension.

RAYMOND POV I woke up with sweat all over my body as my heart was racing so fast due to a nightmare I had just encountered. This was just one of the many nights where I had to struggle with the thoughts from that very night. All I see whenever I shut my eyes is blood gushing out of her mouth. 24 months have passed and I have constantly lived as a shadow of myself like one without purpose. The events of that night still haunt me, and the memories still linger.