The Anarchic Consort Novels & Stories

Lian has become the expected consort who will restore the glory of the Kingdom of Darkness and will save it from destruction and will save its kings from the return of the curse, that curse that will hide them from existence as they were since time immemorial, it is the dream, the hope and the future Thus, the priests assured the king that she was the consort that they had waited for for many centuries. All that she saw in her vision was nothing but another confirmation of her being the consort. From the beginning, before the race to marry her, they commanded the king to release one of his beasts for the race until they win her, and when she becomes with them, they will make sure that she is

"Who will explain to me why my consort was treated like a criminal?" The temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly. The hotel's head butler—a high-ranking vampire appointed to oversee council affairs—trembled as he stepped forward, fear flashing in his crimson eyes. "Your Majesty," he stammered, bowing deeply. "This... this is a misunderstanding. The hotel had no intention of offending Her Majesty the Queen." "A misunderstanding?" Aurelius coldly retorted. His silver gaze swept across the room. "I saw with my own eyes the council guards laying hands on my consort."

It was thick, heavy, and leaking so profusely that I licked my dry lips, imagining having to slurp and swallow all of that—so undignified, so obscene for a Consort. Eilis must have read the desperate hunger in my gaze. He cursed under his breath, closing his eyes for a moment, his jaw clenched as if in pain, then silently moved up and straddled my chest on the bed, being careful of my rounded stomach. I gasped as Eilis reached down, grabbing a fistful of my hair and nudging the slippery head against my lips. "Open your pretty mouth for me, my Consort." Gods, this shouldn’t have been so arousing. Being reminded of my position, of the utter inappropriateness of this distraction, shouldn’t have

The name dropped into the silence like a depth charge. Mr. Thorne. William’s defeated, disgraced cousin. Not a lone wolf seeking corporate revenge. A member, likely a founding one of this purist consortium. His very public, vicious attack on Williams Holdings wasn’t just a business rivalry or personal grudge. It had been the consortium’s Phase One, a direct, overt assault to remove William. When it failed spectacularly, they had activated their quieter, more insidious assets: the inside man (Tunde) and the ideologue (Bryce). Thorne’s defeat had not been the end of the war. It had been the end of the opening skirmish. He had been a spearhead, and behind him stood an entire, hidden army with d

Derek exclaimed with a devilish smirk. “Mate?” Chase and Madam Dera chorused in confusion, they looked over to the wizard and his apprentice who nodded their head, they were all the more confused. How in the world is she the Alpha's mate? An item for the sacrifice turns out to be his mate. Alpha Kaiden’s agonized yells filled the room, Chase could feel the agony in that yell, Chase felt so weakened seeing that the Alpha was in great agony while Garry, Diana, Derek, and Danica were laughing.

“The circle closed. The three bloodlines, wolf, vampire, and the old gods, finally braided into one perfect noose.” His hand slid to my stomach. The child inside me went still, listening. “It’s almost time,” he said. “The coronation moon is full tonight. You will birth the new world at its zenith. And I will stand at your side as the first of your consorts.” I stepped back. The shadow blade uncoiled, ready. “Consort?” I repeated. “I already killed one husband tonight. I’m not in the market for another.” His smile widened, showing fangs longer than any I’d ever seen.

Each letter carved with violence, the exposed flesh revealing the brutality used. I close my eyes, feeling unbearable despair and growing anger. Without thinking, I punch the door violently, slamming it repeatedly. He's found her. That son of a bitch took her from me. James. Kiki's fucking husband, the head of Dominus, one of the bloodiest mercenary companies today. Fuck! Only someone like him could bring down all the security and, of course, he must have used that asshole Lohan as bait. That's why he was missing... fucking bastard! I kick the wall as hard as I can, banging my head against it.

She watched the pain bloom in his face, the sound of his scream echoing through the dark. “Try again,” she said, voice flat. Sweat poured from his brow. “Private consortium,” he gasped. “They track… anomalies. People like you.” Nyxara went utterly still. Anomalies. Not threats, not enemies. Anomalies—something new. She knocked him out before he could spit out another word, then surveyed the aftermath. Three bodies, no alarm. Not a whisper of intrusion on her security feeds. Whoever they were, they were careful, precise. It was almost an art.

“You were the one who chose to insult my children.” With another small flick of her fingers, Gwen extinguished the flames. Yet the niece still had the audacity to argue. “It’s true, though! They don’t have a father!” the niece insisted. “You are a mateless Lycan!” “Shut up!” the Consort snapped at her niece, finally realizing what the lady still couldn’t understand. Her claws shot out. Before her niece could react, the Consort struck her across the face, leaving several bloody scratches along her cheek.

Meisi Scoffed trying to mask her internal fear but her pale face was giving her out. “ You feed this to other consorts too? That is interesting. Now I get it” Annalise nodded her head with a wide smile, “ Drag her out of here,” She said to the lady inspectors who pounced on Meisi instantly. “ Take your filthy hands off me! I will have His Majesty punish you for this!” Meisi's shrill voice rang out as she tried to pry the lady's hands from her body, Annalise stopped them and faced the consort directly.