The Lion King Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

And the male lion under the tree, as soon as it saw the three lionesses, stood up immediately, took a slight step back, and anxiously confronted them. Elianna said, "The one under the tree is Old Lion King." Owen curiously widened his eyes, "Old Lion King?" Elianna explained, "In a pride of lions, male lion cubs are driven away by the lionesses and the Lion King when they reach the age of two. The male lions live on their own for a few years before returning to the pride to challenge the Lion King. If they can defeat the Lion King, they become the new Lion King, and the defeated Lion King is expelled from the pride."

“What if his mate is from our pack?” Kaiden smiled, “Then there's more power for me. I hope this rumor is true, but the fact that he's lived for over a thousand years is definitely impossible. A Lycan king can't live for more than two hundred years. Living for a thousand years could only mean something else.” he concluded. “And I'm not going to believe that.”

Amir's voice shook as he took a deep breath. Saanvi's eyes filled up with tears. She was crying even after knowing that it's fiction. It clenched her heart painfully for so many reasons. " Later....Tiger jumped on lion and they fought for hours. Both king and lion were injured badly. Tiger was bleeding too. Lion was on the verge of dying. Eventually Lion died. King Tiger roared happily. He finally protected his queen. " Amir released a shaky breath. She was crying now. Tears after tears dropped down her eyes making her cheeks wet.

CHAPTER 160 The Lion King comes Mischa felt very ashamed because, as a village head, he felt that he was a disappointment. As a Village Head, he failed to anticipate enemy attacks, the village he led was destroyed, and his two daughters were kidnapped. ''Okay, we will discuss now!'' exclaimed Mischa to continue the conversation. Just when they were about to discuss, suddenly they were called by one of the soldiers standing guard at the village gate. ''Village Chief, someone from the Lion Kingdom has come to meet you and Halvir,'' said the guard.

I closed my eyes to enjoy the strong wind. When I opened my eyes, I noticed yellow and purple flowers. They dance as if they are happy. My eyes are sad staring at them because I feel their freedom while when I'm in the palace, I can't even do what I want. Everytime I want to do something, Archer has a comment. The flowers are beautiful and free to move. It’s funny that I’m jealous of them. When I stared at them for a long time, I returned my eyes to the book I was holding. This is a story about a cruel Lycan king..He wants to kill all the wolves that will block his plan, until he meets his Luna.

I choked on my own saliva as his voice breathed coldly into my ears, that’s when I realized—he had closed the space between us. My heart hammered against my ribs. I tried not to look scared, but judging from the way his lips curled into a loathing smirk, I knew he had caught that whiff of fear. ‘He could kill you with one breath, Penny.’ My wolf whispered, as if she were afraid the Lycan King could hear her. I ignored her. How could I nudge her into silence when a bigger predator was already hanging my neck on a stake? I forced a slow breath, searching for the words—and when they finally came to me, my eyes gleamed. I parted my lips and spoke.

The smell of him hit my nose, making my head spin. Speedily, I closed my eyes and forced my mind to construct a lie. I had to imagine that this was Theo. Yes, that's it. I was just back at the Sunset pack, giving my annoying brother Theo a nice massage after training. It's just flesh, I repeated to myself like a mantra. There is nothing special about it. The Lycan King must never get even a whiff of my arousal, or my life would be over. A terribly unhelpful, mocking voice in the back of my head immediately spoke up.

The elder says angrily and everyone starts murmuring again. The murmur got louder, and I was quietly watching them talk, “How can you believe the words of a man whose father stole the alpha king title from another man, after killing him and banishing his children from the pack!” Andrea finally talked, it seemed she wasn’t happy things weren’t working in her favor.

I did more of picking food pieces than actually eating, as my mind drifted to Dahlia and just how lucky she was to escape this fate I was being forced into. “The food is not to your liking?” I looked up sharply, my gaze locking with that of the Lycan King. The whole table had gone quiet and I quickly turned to look at my Father, glancing over Lucretia who already wore a pinched look. I turned back to the Lycan King. “Uh, No, My King. It’s just-–“ I looked back at my father and then again, to the Lycan King. “---I don’t like peas”, I finished.

She would be a better fit for me than that smart-mouthed Kiara who was always looking for an excuse to raise hell. Keturah's cool voice brought me out of my head. "Your behaviour with Kaylan and that…girl? You have never acted that way in all the time I have known you. Are you jealous?" Me? Jealous? Impossible. One could only be jealous of what he did not possess. Kiara was mine even if she hadn't realized it just yet. "I am not jealous of anything or anyone." I settled on my seat and spread my arms graciously. "I am the Lycan king. I have no wants unfulfilled."