The Conqueror From A Dying Kingdom Novels & Stories

I felt a chill run down my spine as the realization of the depth of the deception that had been played out before me. He looked up to face the crowd. "A new dawn is upon us all," he announced, eyes darting around. "Starting from today, I am the ruler of all five kingdoms. The kingdom of Eortí, the kingdom of selenium, the kingdom of Lothal, the kingdom of Cessi and the kingdom of Trinigad shall become one under my rule. All Alpha kings, Alpha's, Beta's, ancient relics — known as the council's -- would all be killed. Cessi isn't your goddess anymore, but I, Dhruv, I am your god. If you refuse to praise me, my allies here would gladly devour you or drag you into the fiery pit of Gehenna. If yo

the Elite spats venomously. I study him for a moment, pondering this information. This is why the hybrids are winning the war. While we're stuck thinking they're monsters ready to devour our children, they examine us and record our motives and habits. This man has seen more wars than I could ever dream of, and yet, he doesn't comprehend his enemy. "Did they try to kidnap Kieran? Did they take something?" I throw the questions rapidly, firing them as my heart speeds in my chest. This feels wrong. This is wrong.

Dizziness and teary eyes overwhelmed her, and she was a complete wreck. The crowd gradually dispersed upon their King's dismissal, leaving him behind for a moment longer. His troubled gaze remained fixed on her, on her imploring eyes seeking mercy—an elusive mercy he could not grant. With a final glance, he rose, following his son Ubbe, who wore a similar troubled expression. In the face of King Ragnar's unwavering decision, Sophie turned to Aslaug, finding sorrow mirrored in her eyes. As Aslaug walked away, so did her friends Helen and Yelda, leaving Sophie utterly alone.

To the south Kanchi Asobi, Ladzgery Tyndale and Jrue Deryleen also begun their descent, all heading for the gates of Royal Republic. BACK IN THE CASTLE “Are you sure about this Dai?” This is my chance to get rid of all this crap and move on with my life. I'll be a normal human being, and you can have your precious kingdom to rule for your entire life without having to die by my hands. It's a win for us all!” Drom looked back at those fiery eyes, finally, a chance to challenge fate and emerge victoriously. "You understand that if you do this you will loose your power!"

But, at this sight that would have melted even the most hardened warriors, Jupiter simply sneered derisively in the cruelest way possible. "I am sorry, but you are a thorn on my path. My wish is to conquer. That's why I am the Conqueror King. You can discard everything for me, but I will never do the same. Your light is simply shining too brightly, and people are doubting my power. So, you need to vanish." His words struck Edea dumb so much so that even her incessant sobbing had stopped, she threw an incredulous look at Jupiter as she blankly asked.

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the

Lane exhaled slowly, the silver light in her eyes dimming to a respectful brown as she walked forward and gracefully knelt on the stone ground, her hands extended to receive the honor. Beta Logan began to read, his voice resonant and grand: *"By order of His Majesty, the Alpha King. The Conlay generation fought and died on the northern battlefields as true legends of the realm, and their sacrifice will forever be honored as the highest standard of heroism. Effective immediately, the late General Conlay is posthumously granted the eternal title of Guardian of the Kingdom, and his bloodline is elevated to the hereditary rank of Duke."* A profound silence descended, followed by a sharp gasp fro

He stood in the center of the un-building city, his gold eyes wide with a terrifying, suicidal clarity as he watched the foundation of his world turn into a river of fire. He looked at the statue of his mother, and for a heartbeat, the quartz eyes seemed to blink. The Collector vessel above the dome sensed the breach. The white light of the sky descended like a physical hand, reaching through the collapsing roof to snatch the King from the ruins of his own throne. Leo tightened his grip on the silver chain, his boots melting into the floor as the first bone-white claw—

At the blood pouring from him. "You were like a son to me" he whispered. "And you murdered my mother" Asher replied. "We are done." He pulled the blade free. Kael collapsed. Blood spreading beneath him. His pale eyes found mine. Still full of hate. Even dying. "This is not over" he whispered. "Gabriel still has an army. The kingdom is still burning. You have won nothing." "We won you" I said. "That is enough for today." His eyes went empty. The light faded. Kael. The man who had manipulated kingdoms. Who had murdered queens. Who had nearly destroyed everything.

The silence was deafening. It eroded deep to the bone with the wind harsh, cold and bruising. My head was cast down, the tears rolling down no matter how hard I wiped them away. “ I, king Conri left this pack months back with your bothers, your mates, your sons, your uncles and cousins. We went to the war zone where we fought against vampires and werewolf rogues. It is with much sadness and a bleeding heart that I stand before you all to state that over twenty thousand warriors have died in this fight. We were able to retrieve the bodies of eight thousand men with the rest left in the war zone with no way for us to retrieve them. I am deeply sorry for all your losses. I don’t know the pain y