The Conqueror From A Dying Kingdom Novels & Stories

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

Davin eyed us both and smiled. "We got word that Kohner is possibly dying and they are looking for his descendents. Apparently there is only one as stated by the human hunter Marwan," Davin said firmly. I glanced over at Ashr and grinned. "Guess your former pet is going to become a king, and love the man who killed his father. How scandalous," I mumbled light heartedly. Davin looked shocked. "That scrawny male stabbed the Demirkan king," he said aghast. I chuckled softly and Ashr elbowed me making me yelp due to his boney ass elbows.

He had collapsed into the room, shaking with fear and barely able to speak, but we had managed to coax the story out of him. “The Phantom King… he’s alive, my Lord. He’s raising an army in the far reaches of the kingdom. A force unlike any other. They’re… they’re not after territory. They want only destruction.” I could see the fear in the scout’s eyes, and I felt a cold chill grip my own chest. I couldn’t fathom what it would mean to face this kind of foe. The Phantom King, an ancient warlord thought to have perished hundreds of years ago, had a reputation for wiping entire civilizations from the map. The stories whispered in every corner of the kingdom spoke of his merciless tactics—his th

Callum shook his head, he had a sad smile. “I’m no king anymore, Ryk.” He said. “Moonclaw’s gone.” He added. “The elders are dead, the town’s in ashes.” He whispered. “I failed them.” He added. “I failed Keira.” He added. “If my death spares even one life, it’s worth it.” He whispered. Ryk slammed the cup down, tea pouring over the edge, his voice getting louder. “You’re not thinking straight.” She said, “Lord Conoron won’t honor a deal, he will kill you and keep slaughtering.” He added.

"The contract has been signed, forever irrevocable." "But I still do not yet agree," I argued. "Close your eyes, you can see the difference," Mewo said. "No. I don't want to contract with anybody," I said. "You have been chosen. You can break the king's contract unless you die," Mewo said firmly.

The crowd erupts in a chorus of cheers. When the cheers die down, the King suggests that they charge against and overpower the Emperor now that he is retreating. Conquering the Emperor’s army ensures a great victory for Dion and all the conquered kingdoms in the region. The king encourages whoever is interested to join in the pursuit, keeping for themselves whatever loot they acquire from the chase.

Darach King explained. Vincent the Conqueror~ The name even made the King of Dragons freeze. "Carefull Beast, that is not a name you throw around causally. The Conqueror isn't a man you want to get entangled with. He is a being beyond you or any of us." Aidan Draco precautioned Amber with genuine concern. There were tales written in the Ancient Dragon ledgers. Tales of the time the Conqueror had ruled over every known and unknown fraction of the Supernatural world. The tales of his might, his brutality and the time he went on his killing rampant.

Once upon a time, the kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana were at peace with one another. That peace, however, was broken when the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch, Prince Cone, took over. Prince Cone has always been hungry for power, always wanting more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and queen were killed, and the prince was taken into slavery.

Buddy states as the three creatures surround them and urge them forward. “Summon your people,” I demand as Leon throws the King onto the ground. “No. I have nothing to give to you.” I plunge my foot is on his throat as his back arches against the boards beneath him. “Summon them, or I will.” I hiss. “No.” He croaks out. This time Lawler kneels by his face. “She will snap your neck right now and take your Kingdom. Is that what you wish?” His words are barely audible above the sounds of the crashing waves below. “Go to hell.” He grumbles.

she said as she took a seat on the armchair facing the bed with crossed legs. Providence was the largest private military and security contractor in Hyperion, they were the de facto authority that policed a majority of the territories. "It's a pretty hard to believe story," Terror said "I can believe a lot," she said, crossing her arms "Do you believe in fairy tales?" he said then "Depends on the fairy tale, I guess," she shrugged Terror took a breath before explaining, "Have you heard the stories of the first ones?" "You mean the Originals?" Nya asked.