The Ivory Throne Book Novels & Stories

I pushed him over the edge. Sebastian's face twisted in rage as he bellowed, "Out! Get out now!" The door slammed shut behind me. I let out a wry chuckle, picked up a stray garment from the floor, and tucked it into my suitcase. In the dimly lit room of the grand villa, Rosa's voice trembled with a mix of urgency and regret. "Don, this is all my fault. I've put you in such a tough spot. Maybe I should just hand the title of Mrs. back to Ms. DeLuca?"

The Heart of Reality. 💔 There had never been a fourth. Or so they believed. ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten Throne The book revealed another memory. 🌙 Ancient ruins appeared around them. A massive palace. Larger than kingdoms. Built from black crystal. 🖤 Four thrones stood inside. Not three. Four. 👑👑👑👑 The first belonged to the King. The second to the Guardians. The third to the Heart. And the fourth…

"I don't need to steal what is mine. This throne is mine but Snow flower, How dare you said her name? It was that bastard Redfox who killed her and we both brother have been mentally hating each other for his deed. Redfox's throne?. I'm the best of the best, the greatest thief you'll ever meet. But the throne was always up for grabs. Someone could come along and kill me right now, thus stealing my throne. But it won't happen. Do you know why?" She looks at me from under her curtain of black hair, tears streaming down for her. She won't ask, but I don't need anything to come out of her mouth. "Because I have a secret," I whisper menacingly. She shrinks back against the cell, a terrified look

“You rejected her instead.” “I don’t need the Silent Crescent Pack to rule the Northern Kingdom. When that time comes, you, my sister, must kneel every time you come before me. You can no longer stand as tall as me, so watch your mouth and learn to respect me,” Devon hissed threateningly. I had covered my mouth with my hand so I would not make the same mistake. Therefore, when I took a surprised breath at the statement, I didn’t make a sound like before. Devon was indeed working with witches to take over the Northern Kingdom.

"You may sit Mr. Wilson. How about you Ms. Kingston? Why don't you tell us something about your book ?" I stood up and wetted my lips while looking at the cover of the book in question. "It's called the Myth of The Broken Throne." "Very well, what's it about? "It's starting with the history of the supernaturals and the birth of the werewolves. The Cerulean clan and the Royals --" "I guess you still don't know what the myth is about." "No, I don't. " "Then what have you thought about the book till now? Did you get any interesting mystery, you would like to share with us?"

Him dying in peace and going to hell that befits him pays off that him been stabbed and stoned to death on the very spot of his sickbed where he lies. "D, once we are able to urge them to go back to their respective homes and leave the fight for another day, we should go help Mother to pack the luggages back to our new home. They can have the throne since lastest tonight, Father will be gone."I quickly quipped and he nodded in understanding. Snapping my head to face the uproar, I was alarmed when I almost slammed my face into one of them bulky chest. Crap, thank my luck. "Get away from the door kids! We are here to see the most worstest and cruel Alpha we have ever let on the throne."One fro

Giving her all, it might help us but is a danger for her. "She is taking back the magic, this can't be. She might die doing that!" Vanessa shouted when she saw what's happening, and realized what the purpose of Siva was doing. "She was the book itself." Ivory stated. I don't understand them, but they are talking to something Siva was portraying now. I think she needs that book, whatever it is but because she doesn't have it right now she is using herself, but for what

As did the others, who went back to their stale conversation as he flipped through the pages of the book Elinor had been reading. Unsurprisingly, the title of the book was ‘Redemption’. These days, this word seemed to be the theme of Elinor’s life.

"What you're holding is part of the wedding gifts Her Majesty the empress has prepared for Ms. Giselle. Her Majesty made it clear that no one other than Ms. Giselle is to touch these things. Please put the pearl back and don't make things difficult for us." She rolled her eyes at him. "All of this will eventually end up in Mo's manor—I'm just looking at them a little earlier than planned! What's the big deal?" I wasn't in a hurry to get the pearl back. Instead, I asked the chamberlain, "Did Her Majesty mention what would happen if someone else touched these things?" "Yes, she did. She said that whoever tried to steal the gifts would immediately be thrown behind bars and punished." I tilted m

No words were needed. Together, we descended into the temple’s core, hand in hand, until the corridor narrowed to a single glowing, warded gate. I turned to him. “This is the end.” I kissed his cheek softly. “This is my fight.” His voice wavered just a little. “Promise you’ll come back.” I didn’t say a word. I stepped into the darkness. In the ruined chamber’s center stood Ivy, arms wide. Power leaked from her skin, black and violet tendrils writhing like serpents. Behind her, the Council’s last throne pulsed with dark, ancient energy.