The King Of Warriors Novels & Stories

The Ithaki said, bowing down and hoping his question do not sound harsh or offensive towards the king. "No there was no bad encounters on my journey, your men will be back soon enough , where is your king, Aloric, I need a doctor, I need the pack doctor." Aiden said, not having enough time to listen to the ramblings of the Ithaki warrior. "A doctor, I will inform my men to go bring one for you now, is there anyone In pain?" The warrior said, following after the alpha king, but kept few distance away from him, the alpha king possessed a powerful Aura which one needed to be scared of.

I told Andrew to stay and tell the pack warriors to prepare if the king would declare war. "Let's begin!" He ordered as he began stripping. Gradually, he took off his shirt. He was also packed. Obviously, he trained a lot. I couldn't think well at the moment. The fantasy that Jaque had explored that body was messing with my mind. When he removed the last piece of fabric he had, my brows creased as my eyes formed into slits. He had the 'pride!' With our growls, our wolves ascended. Kylo, as the Alpha and now facing the king, had still respect for the hierarchy. Especially when King Thorin displayed his fangs to him.

I said and watched his face crumble and become crazy. I ignored him and turned to look at my warriors, then muttered, “You think you are the only one who owns secret guards? The Rogues? You are bold enough to gather rogues to form Secret warriors under you but one thing is,” I stopped then came closer to his face, “You underestimated me! I am the King of Battles, and I am not called Alpha of the North for nothing!” I said then smirked and let out a loud growl and shifted into my huge and powerful wolf form.

"Finish that sentence." Lucian smiled innocently. "...is His Majesty..." He cleared his throat dramatically. "Alpha King Aurelian Draven Blackthorn. The Golden Ruler. The Dark Warrior. Descendant of the ancient Blackthorn bloodline. King of the Obsidian Dominion. Supreme Alpha of the Shadowfang Royal Pack. The man who terrifies kingdoms simply by existing. The man every noble family wishes would marry their daughters. And unfortunately..." Lucian sighed dramatically. "...my best friend." Silence settled over the room once more.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

She says sternly. I swallow hard, clamming my hands as I try to process the news. Alpha King Sven is the Alpha king of the kingdom of Māui, a powerful hybrid — a werewolf and Lycan mix. His name is enough to instill fear even to his own people. He’s also known for being ruthless, especially to anyone that isn’t a werewolf or a Lycan. He’s notorious for his hatred towards Fae and any magical beings like elves, and he was the one who led the war that led to the fall of Eris wall at the age of thirteen.

he looks at me, pleading with me not to reject him. “Will we still be Omegas now that you have a mate?” I ask. “It’s not a deal breaker. I mean, clearly money isn’t an issue, but our kids.” “If the King approves of you, we will be given titles and possibly a pack. I can’t mark you until he approves. But this,” he moves his hands around. “I built from the ground up over the last 10 years. It’s mine away from the kingdom, packs and whole thing. That’s why there are so many humans working here.”

Intent on exploring the entire passage, they continued on. Alexander and Katie discussed what they heard from the conversation of their guardians. “Maybe he had a sibling who took over?” Alexander suggested. “The story about him was a bit more fantastical than the other kings, really,” Katie muttered, surreptitiously grabbing the end of Alexander’s shirt as she constantly looked behind her. “They say he was this ‘Great Warrior’ who descended from the old temple in mountains of Aelysia. His battle prowess made people believe that he was favored by the god of war, which is why he was able to unite the people. It is also said that he was immune to poison and that he defeated an army of a hundr

He did not expect that he would meet such a formidable big shot when he was just out shopping. He was the commander-in-chief of the Pendragon Warriors, the man who was worshiped by the people of Biskeland. He was King Pendragon, the commander who led hundreds of thousands of soldiers to protect the borders for years. All the enemies in the bordering countries would tremble in fear when they heard his name. Not only did Marvin bump into such a legendary person, but he had the guts to tease his wife and said he wanted to keep his wife as his mistress.

Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight. In the ten years since he became the King, he had done everything he could to empower his Kingdom. He has made it stronger and has fought in many wars, joining more kingdoms and making it an empire, his empire. Somewhere no enemy will dream to penetrate, no less kill the royal family. It was and is him against the world. Mithraos turned hearing some soldiers call for the head warrior but he need not have worried. He snorted as he watched the warrior raised his sword and sliced open the man behind him with a proper twist of his sword.