The Kingmaker Book Novels & Stories

Around him, the others shifted, some restless, some rigid, some quietly calculating. “He hasn’t arrived,” Elder Ezekiel said at last, breaking the quiet. “That alone should concern us.” “He wasn’t ordered to,” Elder Renna replied coolly. “This is an internal session.” Elder Virel’s lip curled. “That distinction is becoming thinner by the day.” A low murmur rippled through the chamber. Riven Kaelthorne’s name carried weight here had for years. He was the Kingmaker. The Alpha Commander who had stabilized Highcrest’s borders, dismantled three rival factions, and turned chaos into order through sheer discipline and strategic brilliance.

The King made sure of that. I bit my lip, looking around. “I have to kill the King,” I said. The priest bobbed his head again. Then, wordlessly, he toddled over to the book and picked it up, flipping to a page in the middle—a chunk had been cut out of the pages, leaving a small recess within the book. In it was a small arrow, no more than three inches long, with a razor-sharp red tip. He held it out to me, and I sliced it across my palm, watching as the ruby flared to life.

“Yes, the King Was brilliant He knows what inside into the prophecy book and I am sure that he commands someone to stop us and maybe he commands someone as well to take care of Lyca and the baby” “You are saying that all of this was already written into a book?” “Yes that book was made by a stronger CLAIRVOYANT of all the time and he already predicts what would happen in the future and the book was already read by the king but Because it's only a prediction by the CLAIRVOYANT Someone could still change it, So it's not to us if we want to win or not” _________ Zack" “What would happen to my child and Lyca if the king was born again?” I ask the queen,

"I have followed a lot of political campaigns, have done a lot of research into people who wanted the world to think they were good, Christian people, but most of whom had secrets darker than anything most people could imagine. "I've seen politicians swear to support school reform and help people struggling on welfare while spending millions on sex and booze whenever an opportunity presented itself. I've seen men take perfectly beautiful women and use them until they were nothing more than a shell. I've seen marriages implode, children starve themselves for the sake of beauty, mother's forsake their children because their politics aren't what they think they should be." "Politics are dark, M

"Hello, Mrs. Harger welcome to the Langston Palace. Please do not hesitate to look for me if ever you needed my help." Carmela smiled sweetly at the guest while she look at her, wondering what she was doing beside me. She must have noticed how young she is compared to an old wolf like me. I gritted my teeth and clenched my jaw I could not tell her real identity. Maleficus saw the situation and speak on my behalf. “Mrs. Harger, I would like you to meet the Beta of Alpha King Jack. Beta Derek of the Royal pack.” Derek vows his head and her attention turned to him, away from Carmela. “Welcome to the Palace Mrs. Harger and your son the future Alpha of the West Xander.”

she muttered. She cannot erase their differences in social status and popularity. He is like a celebrity. These days everyone are calling him the king maker when he changed the fate of Noel and Nathan over night. Now Nathan was elected as the new president just a day ago, while Noel lost pathetically. In all of this Xavier became the king maker. He smirked. He absolutely love being her boss. She will be safely tucked away in his company, and closer to him. "Don't you know that you are my boss?" he replied with mirth.

He thought back to the fortune that his grandfather had once read. "Thea is the catalyst." Well, the catalyst had gone into the Fenton family's pot, and what it brewed was overwhelming wealth. Meanwhile, the Schuyler family's pot was scorched, spoiled, and extinguished beyond saving. … In the Fenton Residence's bedroom, I leaned in Stephen's arms, listening to the children playing in the living room. From that day on, I was no one's tool nor possession. I was simply myself.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

I could push Tai for answers, but he isn’t in the right headspace to talk badly about his father. "You're not going to punish me. I did you all I favour," she says sternly. She seems so casual, so confident that we are going to believe her and allow her to walk free. She killed the King, which at any normal standard, would require her to be executed. "I even killed that Summoner for you. My heart sinks. "You killed Marek?" "No that Summoner, Akara," she corrects, the smile on her face making my stomach twist uneasily. "Although you don't have to look so frightened for your Hunter friend right in front of your lover."

He once helped the King without knowing he was the one. The king never had a son, he had three daughters. So he loved him like a son. The king made his trade an international one. Different countries walked into the small town to buy weapons from the boy . The young boy became a Marchant, a very young merchant at that. He brought back loads of money home. His parents never liked the idea of the trade. They warned him several times but he didn’t listen. A day came when a country in war asked for weapons. He sold weapons to them and with that they destroyed their enemies. The Boy goes by the name, The maker. He told the king about stopping the trade the king refused because of the good things