The King Of Warriors Novels & Stories

“Please answer me.” When Britney saw Jade looking so serious, she said, “I also don’t know very clearly. I just heard about it from the Martin family’s young master. The God of War is the commander-in-chief at the highest level on the west coast. It’s a position that is specially designated to uphold a superhero. There has only been one person since ancient times, and it’s the highest honor!” Buzz! Buzz! A few bombs exploded in Jade’s head. Her body shook more.

king Achilles said. “Long live the king!!” the warriors said with a loud voice. “Thank you all. Without wasting your precious time, my chiefs and I have had some conversation, hitherto; it is time to fight the Americans!” king Achilles said. “We are thrilled!!” the warriors said happily. “I am privileged to stand beside you on this exalted ground, my king; I myself and other warriors here have been expecting a day like this. We are ready to face the United States of America,” Orien said as the warriors’ mouthpiece.

“He is training with the warriors. Do you want to wait for him here or shall I take you to go see him?” “He should be working, not playing around.” He was the same person who told me he would be too busy with work to strike out at Slater as soon as possible but he was out playing around with the warriors. If I did not have memories from my past, I too would not believe that Koa would ever make it as the Alpha King. “That is the same thing I said!” Faris exclaimed. “There is a mountain of work to be completed but he heard…” He cut himself off before he could say more.

Killian looked over his shoulder and then turned back to the table. “That is one of our young warriors,” he said softly. I couldn’t help the look of confusion that crossed my face. “What is a warrior doing fetching chairs?” “We have a strict policy here: All warriors must learn to serve, as well as fight. They must learn to appreciate what goes into keeping a camp and compound running. I firmly believe that every warrior needs to know that the people who clean the mess hall, serve their food, and keep a fire in the hearth are just as important – if not more so – than the warriors themselves.”

She took a deep breath as she continued, "To be honest, Wratharis is our greatest enemy. Since the founding of the kingdom and the death of our first king, Jupiter, against them, the two kingdoms fought and fought, from simple skirmishes to full-scale war. Each of them, extremely violent and extremely extensive in casualties. We have been fighting for so long that we even forgot why we fought in the first place. As such, you must be ready." Generally, it was the moment where he should have affirmed his resolve. He should have patted his chest and assured her that everything would be alright. But he didn't do it. Sol wasn't the bragging type. He would never presume of his capacity or his know

I saw the king screaming at the warrior. Even though I was perplexed, I maintained my silence and continued to watch without offering any commentary or making any sort of sound. However, I couldn't help but be interested. The warrior expressed his submission to the alpha king by bowing his head and responding, "yes, my king." The alpha king furrowed his brows and addressed the warrior in a harsh, infuriated manner, saying, "I saw you checking out the queen." That made an impression on me on a deep level! I couldn't believe the warrior was looking at me!

The same one he'd worn when he came for me. And for the first time since leaving Valtheris, I realized something important. Coming home wasn't a mistake. It was the first right decision I'd made in months. Unfortunately, neither of us knew that far beyond the kingdom's borders, dark forces had already begun moving. And among them was a mysterious figure carrying an ancient prophecy. A prophecy that spoke of a Lycan King. A lost Luna. And a war that would either save Valtheris... Or destroy it forever.

“Rebellion? For asking to speak to my king?” “Let him go,” the tall one ordered. “Open the door. One minute, that’s all I need.” “The king said no.” “Then he can say it to my face.” Just then, a deep voice broke through the noise. “What is going on here?” The entire hallway went still, and even my wolf stopped pacing. I released the guard’s wrist and turned towards the sound. It was Evander Darius, the God of War. The guards straightened at once, their heads bowed.

It almost felt like The King was flirting with her almost. Placing herself in front of him, she stood there and studied him. How the heck am I going to defeat him. He is just as powerful as dad. I hope I do not end up with broken bones. Sighing Lazarus got off his chair and walked to the matt. He looked from Zephyr then to his eldest. Holding up his hand, he then brought it down to give them the signal.