The Last Kingdom Novels Novels & Stories

Investing some money in different places of income, my father earned a fortune which will last for thousands of years to eat it out sitting ideal. That’s how he was the king of the vampires, being the first vampire with the power of enchant he was able to lure people in our world. Making them sign their soul to darkness in exchange of immortal life. As Edward is one of the sons of my father’s best trustee after their murders he grew up along me in the palace. He got the power of reading minds because of the royal blood flowing in his dead veins. Most of the vampires can only read minds of humans but Edward was blessed with the lower of reading minds of vampires, werewolves and humans. He was

The more dragons they had, the better their chances of taking over. That was the prophecy he knew. The prophecy neither Mare nor the Baryns knew. To them, the prophecy meant freedom from slavery but he knew the true prophecy spoke of the merging of the kingdom of old once again. An order of 6 kingdoms once broken, merged under dragon blood. Only then... He was tempted to release a deep sigh of relief but it was just beginning. This is where their story will begin and for many years after this, the story will continue to be told.

Book #1: The Alpha King Ugly Bride Book #2: His Forbidden Mate Book #3: The Alpha King Runaway Bride Book #4: The Alpha King's Last Wish. Please read in this order This is the last book of the series. Thank you for staying around for it. Attention!! For distinction purposes, the slave army will be referred to as slaths in this book. Thank you for staying around this long. Happy reading. Three months ago "Fada!" Lyon called, running down the stairs to where King Xavier stood beside his carriage, which had just brought him home. Queen Mia followed behind the little boy with a smile, holding the baby boy in her hand.

Dear kind readers, I’m excited to share that The King’s Possession has finally reached its conclusion. I want to extend my heartfelt thanks to each of you for your patience, support, and love throughout this journey. I know the ending may feel a bit hanging, and some of you might still be longing for more of Isabel and Tristan’s story, but this is the way I always intended for their tale to end. Your enthusiasm and dedication have meant the world to me, and I’m incredibly grateful to have had such lovely readers who have stuck with this story until the very last page.

Thank you for reading this book . If you want to know what Lyra will face in the future I invite you to read next book " Lyra, Lycan Queen " "Lyra, Lycan Queen" The Kingdom stands on the precipice of war, its fate teetering under the shadow of an ancient enemy. As Lyra and Kane lead their forces against the relentless army of the Shadow Order in the south, chaos strikes at the heart of the realm. The capital falls under siege and a devastating betrayal claims the life of the beloved King, leaving the throne without its protector.

“This—this is—” “The last battle,” the king finished for him. “The moment the cycle was sealed.” Elior watched as the past played out before him. The First King struck down his final opponent, driving the Veilblade deep into the earth. A crack split the sky. Shadows erupted, consuming the battlefield in an endless tide of darkness. The First King turned back to Elior. “I thought I could control it. I thought I could wield its power and still be free. I was wrong.”

“And food, love. Feed them like family. Morning and night, pack meals at the heart of the keep. Let no elder eat alone. Let no pup go without.” “Create council halls. Planning rooms. Strategy zones. Weave your banners through the corridors. Mark every stone with Seralyn’s crest. Make it known that this land has risen from blood, betrayal, and goddess born fire.” “You are not hiding anymore, little wolf. You are reigning. So act like it.” I stilled, breathing hard. Holy shit. Queen energy. “You build a fucking kingdom,” she said, voice electric. “One they can’t touch. The one you were born to rule.”

Rows upon rows of towering shelves stretched endlessly into the distance. Yet every shelf remained empty. No books. No scrolls. Only small brass nameplates. Each carried a single title. The Story of Hope The Last Kingdom The Forgotten Sea The Child Who Remembered Tomorrow Thousands... Millions... Perhaps infinite titles. Every shelf was waiting. Waiting to be filled. The First Reader stepped inside first. His footsteps echoed across the polished stone floor. His eyes widened with disbelief. "I've searched for this place my entire life..." "...and it was never hidden." The gray-coated man followed quietly.

“I think maybe you should carry more of the kingdom for a while.” I stared at my brother. He hadn’t heard us. Or if he had… He pretended not to. Kael continued. “Not because he isn’t our King.” He shook his head as he stared at him. “He always will be.” He said that part in a broken whisper. “But because he’s fighting a battle every minute of every day.” His voice cracked slightly. “Let him lay some of the weight down before the curse forces him to.” Onyx spoke softly. “He’s right.”

The funny thing was, it wasn’t altogether a complete shock. Granny Lou had warned us she would return. She and Steph were the only ones that truly believed that Rosalie would be back. No one believed Granny Lou when she told us that Rosalie was the Last Luna Queen of Castle Black. After all, we were all led to believe the story of the Last Alpha King and his mate who brough down the kingdom, was fictious. It was a bedtime story to inspire and enthral children. It was not a history that we learnt in lessons at school.