The Ashes And The Star Cursed King Audiobook Novels & Stories

The scent of him was of pine, smoke, and a burgeoning, desperate need that was wrapped around me like a shroud. "We’re outlaws now, Asha," he murmured, his breath ghosting over my mouth. "There is no throne to go back to. My people will hunt us, and your father will try to harvest the light inside you. We are alone in the dark." "Then let's be alone together," I said. He didn't answer with words. He pulled me into a kiss that was a confession in itself. A desperate, starving thing that tasted of salt and survival. In the silence of the Dead Lands, the King was gone, and the Witch was no longer a victim. We were just two broken things, clinging to each other as the world prepared to hunt us d

Mestre Escuro did not turn immediately. He was bent over the alter, his fingers hovering just above the surface of the king’s crown. The flickering light from the candles cast long, dancing shadows across his face, making him look older than he had even a week ago. “The inscriptions are changing,” he said, his voice low and preoccupied. “Every time we clear the site, the runes shift. It is as if the altar itself is reacting to our presence.” Escuridade stood in the doorway, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. The silence between them stretched, thick and uncomfortable. “We found her,” she said. His hand froze. He did not move for a long moment, then slowly straightened, turning to fa

The flames destroyed all illusions and curses. Hong! The flames burst out and burned the black shadow connecting the white bones and Caspian. The fire struck again and burned the bones into a torch in the air. "What?" The Absolute King of Myriad Images was shocked. This had never happened before. Countless people were cursed by him, becoming walking corpses. But today, he could not even take down a cultivator.

Silver energy burst through the forest destroying the restraints completely while power slammed through the trees like a shockwave. The hunters stumbled backward immediately. Too slow. I grabbed the nearest one first and drove my fist directly through his chest. Blood sprayed across the forest floor. The hunter stared down at the hole through his body almost calmly. Still smiling. Goddess these people were insane. “You’re already too late,” he whispered weakly. Then his body started turning to ash. No. Absolutely not. I grabbed him harder immediately. “Who are you?” Ash spread faster. “The storm king rises again…”

A grandfather and his grandson who worked evil magic. The grandfather had died and.. Grandson.. “Gabe.. Gabriel!” The name escaped my lips. I felt a liquid roll out of my mouth, saliva and curl to the floor. Just as I tried to think, I heard noises from outside. I tried to stand up at least to my chamber. I could hear resistance, will and obsession. “We have to announce your presence, her Majesty.” I heard Kai's voice. “Then do it now,” a voice had cut them off. One I recognized, my fingers curled on the floor.

It had never been about her it was about the curse for centuries, women had been brought here with promises they couldn't keep and I refused to become another fool. Ashina isn't different If she failed she would leave or die trying. The kingdom would move on and so would I. A low chuckle echoed inside my mind not from the corridor from somewhere much darker. "Still lying?" I froze as the curse voice slithered through my thoughts like smoke. "You stepped closer." It yelled. "I lost my balance." "Did you?" "I was making sure she wasn't hiding a weapon." It laughed slow, mocking sound. "Is that why you looked at her lips?" My chest tightened.

Join Aimee and the Aces and Eights for some good MC drama, or dream with no boundaries as the Baku guides your sleep at Ravenclaw-you are only limited by your imagination. The following series is called Fire and Ice. The first book is about Adrastus and how he came to be the King. Join him on his journey before April was even born and learn why he earned his title of the forsaken one. Please leave a review at the end of the book, so I know how you're feeling. THANKS!! Fire and Ice part one: Adrastus the Forsaken one. Molten lava warmed the skin of the old ones, bathing in the furnaces. Scales alight with flames as the legends made flesh reveled in their mighty forms.

So much that they believed he was a David against a Goliath, even if they ironically never gave the mortal Bible an inch of the value they give their moon goddess. To them, the Alpha was the chosen of the goddess they praised. To them, he was their hope. But their hope... 'Their hope...' she thought. What would be left of them if she were to diminish their hope? "Xavier," Adeline tremblingly whispered. "He..." Should she lie? But could she lie at all? "He is gone." She couldn't. The whole cellar was quiet—not even a single gasp. No one spoke for a whole hour. Save for the rare sniffs, only the continous howls of the wind sounded, as though a ghost of a wolf's call.

I asked myself and put the reed broom I was holding by my side and picked up the book. “The Cursed King,” I said softly to myself and couldn’t help but caress the book. I blew it because it was a bit dusty. He still looks like that, a bit old. I sat on my bed and turned the first page of it. I immediately remembered that part where the story stopped but I was shocked to see that there is already written in there. "Impossible!" can't believe my promise. I read it right away but I was still hesitant because I remembered Laurier's curse again. I couldn’t artificially ask him about that thing because I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.

he whispers before sliding his hand from my mouth. His claws tear into my throat as I stare at him. He has no idea what hell he has brought upon himself. My people were made to rule, and I was made to rule my people. I am the Queen. ******** "OCTAVIUS! PRAY! PRAY TO THE GODDESS. MAYBE SHE WILL COME," I hear Jannah scream as my head hits the floor. "No. He needs Sara. She will heal him. He is weak. Something is going on inside his mind. He was talking crazy," Garrett says, and that laugh echoes in my head again.