The Once And Future King Audiobook Novels & Stories

The smell of cured leather hits me first, it’s an old smell, almost eradicated, but still there. He drops the book in the space between us and my hand reaches for it immediately. My heart cracks when I see what’s on the first page and tears sting the back of my eyes. “You were searching for that book weren’t you?” I nod because I was. Clearly written on the first page are the words “Records of His Majesty, King Ashryn the Great, Supreme Lycan King of the Four Kingdoms, and His wife, Diane.” Okay, I'm a bit offended at how the latter part sounds like something added as an afterthought in my head, but this is it.

The present king, Dermot's father, built a much bigger and better castle to live in, while this one became a school. I should have followed the book, believed what was written but something was missing in the history. Something didn't quite click with me but I couldn't place my finger on it. I dropped the book and sighed, wondering what was missing. Again, the incessant ringing in my ears increased, making my head pound. I massaged my temples, trying to soothe the headache, but nothing was happening. In frustration, I pushed the book into the water, groaning in pain as the ringing persisted. That was when the ringing stopped abruptly and was replaced with a gush of wind, a gush that carried

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 50: The Mountain King The thunder of hooves on cobblestone announced King Aldric's arrival long before his banners came into view. Fifty mounted warriors in deep purple and silver swept through the castle gates like an avalanche given form—precise, overwhelming, and utterly unstoppable. At their head rode a man whose presence dominated the courtyard simply by existing within it. "Well, shit," muttered Master Councillor Henrik under his breath, apparently forgetting that queens have excellent hearing. "He brought half his army."

“Fine. Let’s find ourselves a dead king’s secrets.” Myrra exhaled, steadying herself. “And let’s hope we’re not already too late.” The wind shifted, carrying with it the whisper of a fate still unwritten. And somewhere, in the vast unknown, the Hollow Crown’s whispers curled around its new king, waiting for what came next.

I asked in a respectful manner The man whom I assumed to be a Noble, cleared his throat before he spoke “Are you interested in working as a knight?” “Knight?” I confusingly asked “Whaaaaaat?” The man laughed “I saw how you fought the serpent and I hate to say this, but you’re definitely strong. I’d love to have you work for me. What do you think?” For a moment, I am dumbfounded and didn’t understand what the gentleman just said. While he was looking at me with eyes of excitement and thrill, here am I, in the corner of my mind nervously thinking how I am going to respond to his offer.

"Ha!" He faced the audience, walking back towards them with slow, winding steps. He threw his hands out to either side, tossing them twice in the air. "Ha! What foolish jabber!" He spun himself around on his heals, fully animated. Again facing Webber, he mocked him and said, "If the man was so incompetent, maybe he was never fit to rule in the first place! Or maybe you haven't thought of that, have you, sage? You never consider your own folly or that of this book!" Kallida contended, snatching the copy of the Kingsmen Chronicles from the desk of the court clerk and throwing it violently downward. There was a loud thud as the thick book hit against the hard ground with its soft leather bindin

the king was seated in an expensive seats, steps away from the throne on the steps, which made him closer to us. " shall we begin" he said as he had gone back to is usual cold deamnor. Maria father walk forward immediately with Mr Ronald closely behind him, he took his place behind the king as Mr Ronald brought out a scroll. " this scroll contains your name in accordance to our you were brought here,so please listen attentively" he said and proceed to the first name. they lady came out but I don't seem to know her maybe because she is part of the other ten staying in the other mansion, she gave her decision and went back to her seat, it went on and on like that till it got to Elizabeth, who

It's like an oversized child being hugged. "I wish your suffering had been ended sooner... We don't fear you. We trust you with Karina. You completed the final shift. I remember that lesson in school. Only a being of pure heart who has experienced great suffering can become King... Welcome to the family, King Atticus," Dad says before he drops his arms and steps back.

In front of the rock stands an altar, and the opening around the stone is decorated with green and red gems. And stood at that Alter stands my King dressed in an Emerald cloak and crown. I gasp “He looks so handsome. “It’s beautiful”, I whisper as Ophelia guides me to stand next to Ash before she takes her place at the altar. The wolves gather around as Ophelia raises her hands and says, please Welcome our lost Dragon King and Queen.…

Jezzebelle watched as the Head grabbed Janelle by the arm and yank her down the hallway. Turning back to the open part of the wall Jezzebelle met the eyes of the very King she tried to never make angry. He was leaning against his desk, staring right at her one hand was tapping all of his immaculate fingers on the edge of his desk. His face was set with no emotion but the eyes held a certain blue fire she had never seen before. “Your turn Ma Petite rose destructrice.” Yep I’m in trouble, Jezzebelle thought to herself. Espically if His Grace starts in on his native tongue and his accent was very thick. It usually happens when the King gets extremely upset.