The Lords Of Discipline Book Novels & Stories

Suddenly, the Elders burst out into laughter, the sound cruel and mocking. Elder Lyra, unable to hold back her amusement, sneers, “Don’t be daft, girl. Just because you managed to order those Zervos wolves doesn’t mean you can control the Council warriors. Don’t you know? Council warriors are special wolves. They don’t belong to any packs, and no pack Alpha can control them either. They only obey the Council Elders.” I feel their eyes on me, waiting for me to crumble, anticipating the despair they expect to see.

The great hall was silent. No one moved. No one breathed too loudly. The Alpha King stood in front of us like a wall of power. His grey eyes were calm again, unreadable. If I hadn’t heard him whisper those words—“It’s you” I might have thought I imagined it. But I hadn’t. The sound was still there in my head, soft but heavy, like an echo that refused to fade. Then his voice came, deep and steady. “Discipline,” he said, each syllable smooth like iron. “That is what separates strength from recklessness. You have proven capable of endurance. But loyalty to your pack, to your King, to yourselves will be your truest test.”

I leaned forward, my gaze locking onto the older lord who had spoken earlier. "Now, I have a question for all of you," I said, my voice dropping into a dangerous whisper. "Who do you choose to follow? Do you follow a corrupt Council that tries to starve your children to protect their golden thrones? Or do you follow the Battle Luna who feeds your men and leads them to victory?" The silence in the room was absolute. The lords looked at the trade papers, then at Gabriel’s heavy axe, and finally at me. They realized the truth. The Moon Council’s political spell was completely broken.

Fifty members, as Zane said: hooded figures chanting around a central dais. And there he is, the masked lord, a towering figure in a crimson robe and obsidian mask, lounging on a throne of bones. My breath catches. He's not alone. Surrounding him: a naked harem, six lithe men and women, oiled skin gleaming, writhing in an explicit display. Holy shit, the lord's a pervert? The novel never hinted at this, another deviation from my meddling? One harem member, a muscled guy with tattoos, kneels between the lord's legs, head bobbing rhythmically on his exposed cock.

Richard looked surprised like he did not notice it when he came in. "I respect every one of you and I know this great victory wouldn't have been possible without anyone of you, therefore to show my appreciation for assisting me, I want us to draft the book of laws together. Starting from my master Lord Dormana, my mentor and the oldest in the room, what do you suggest?" Melnyk looked toward Lord Dormana. Lord Dorma smiled and said "We thank the moon goddess for showing us this day. I never thought I will be alive to witness this day and that is to see a werewolf sit on the masmud of the great city of Helores. As we can see, it is already happening" Everyone shook their heads in affirmation "

To his right, Selena Moondrake, the Witch High Regent, adjusted her robes, her presence a suffocating weight of ancient law and curses. One by one, the others solidified. Alpha Kaelen, his raw power making the air smell of ozone. Cassiel the Archangel, whose golden-tipped feathers seemed to hum with a divine judgmental frequency. And Morthos, the Necromancer, whose skeletal hand rested on a ledger bound in human skin. "Students," Lord Dexter's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated in the marrow of my bones. "You are the apex. You are the future. We expect absolute discipline. We expect perfection."

It contains the power of the three great black mages who created the vampires as their disciples. Lord Treznor stood and his overwhelming power was shown in his appearance. "Disciples! The moonless night is ending, but until now you didn't find the moon monarch! Do anything to make her appear!" Lord Treznor shouted, and all of the vampires were still kneeling. "Lord, I sent my disciples into the human world. And they are spreading deathless punishment of your power. And before the next moon appears, the disciples we gathered in the human world will work with us." Vivory Harsha uttered and her fangs appeared as she made a broad smile.

He glanced at it before deciding to read again. "You can bring anything to my room. Just don't make a mess, " He said. " Yes, master! " I cheerfully opened the book, put the candlelight beside it while eating my food. He would glance at me everyone now and then but I was too indulged to what I was reading that I forgot he was around. Helsings ruled the Doria Kingdom years ago. They were the rulers, and the protectors . They were like sages or mages, or even wizards but higher than them. They know power, they control elements, they were divine.

Mr Mike sat down on his desk and smacked his hands together, looking at them he said, “Now, for lesson one; within the Overlord council there are fourteen members and you three belong to your respective Lords.” Mr Mike reached behind him and pulled out three pages from the drawer and handed them to his students. On the pages, the names of the fourteen lords were written on it, “Make sure you memorise each of those names, on the day of your graduation, you will be introduced to the lords and you must be sure you behave yourself in front of them. Now, for some information…” Mr Mike got up and walked over to the white board and picked up the white board marker. He drew a big circle in the centr

Now I knew the truth, it seemed like the scattered dots were putting themselves in place even without me trying. Growing up in Cithara, no clan or district messed with us, now I knew why… “Their actions are centered around one motive, which is to have every type of paranormal ability within their control. They want everything and from what I saw, going to merciless extents is what they do.” “The Lords...” Javier suddenly trailed out, like it rang a bell somewhere. “Yeah, have you by any chance heard of them?” A dark look of hate and disgust suddenly occupied his face which made me fret.