The Warlord Chronicles Novels & Stories

he hissed, his jaw locking back into a rigid line of unyielding iron as he pulled me into a bruising, desperate embrace that left no pocket of air between our chests. The clinical armor of the Warlord slid seamlessly back over his rugged features, but it was no longer fueled by pack logic—it was fueled by a feral, protective madness. "I will not just print execution orders, Veda. I will tear this entire kingdom to pieces before I let a single lord breathe the same air as my heir." He stood up to his full, terrifying height, lifting my smaller frame into his arms with an absolute, permanent finality that sealed our contract in the quiet dawn.

You have one week to decide. Garret, Warlord of the Free Territories "Warlord?" Korra finally managed after a tense silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's calling himself a warlord?" "And he has the forces to back it up," Rhyker said grimly. He pulled out another document, a scouting report. "According to our intelligence, your father has united at least four rogue factions under his banner. That's close to two hundred wolves, all desperate, all violent, all loyal to him."

Behind her, she felt it before she heard him. Heat. Power. Breath. And then—voice. “You are not ready to leave.” His voice was low, almost quiet, but the sound of it vibrated through the walls like it was born from the mountain itself. She turned slowly, her body trembling. The Warlord stood at the end of the corridor. He wore only a long black robe, open and hanging loose around his hips, revealing the breadth of his scarred, scaled chest. His bare feet were silent against the stone. He looked more myth than man—effortless, commanding, as calm as if he’d been expecting her.

The witch resurrected back the warlord through a passage door that was suddenly brought out from the magical mirror Lucy had stolen from her lover, Queen sekina. The skull and the heart joined together and the warlord appeared from a dark mist which had suddenly covered everywhere. He stood up naked from the circle with a staff in his hand and a crown on his head. He was clad in a long brown animal skin attire, covering his nude area just with a hand he stretched out .

And Selenos, his hands alight with the power of the Sapphire Crown, wielded his newfound knowledge with skill and finesse, his magical prowess turning the tide of battle in their favor. As the sun rose on the battlefield, the warlord's forces were vanquished, the survivors retreating in fear and disarray. The people of the kingdom, bloodied but unbowed, stood victorious, their unity and resilience a shining testament to the power of the Sapphire Crown's legacy. As the warlord's remaining forces fled, the allies who had joined them in battle embraced one another, their bonds forged in the crucible of conflict stronger than ever before.

His helm was a crown of jagged iron, his cloak woven from shadows themselves. Varrow. The warlord raised one hand, and the entire battlefield seemed to bow. His voice carried across the ruins like thunder made flesh. “Killian.” The First laughed in Killian’s skull, triumphant. “At last.”

The beast stays in a position watching them as they attack him with their swords. The first warlord attacked with a sword swipe aiming at his head but he deflected it with a finger and launched a bone breaking punch to his head making him drop down dead immediately. The remaining warlords attacked angrily with the pain of their brother being killed. They strike down their sword as it glow brightly with the aim of killing him. "The sword may be weird and believed to be powerful,but it is useless against an immortal that has lived for several centuries like me "the beast said as he broke the sword of a warlord.

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

More determined than ever to rid the world of every Triad facility ever erected, and then going after Zazel and the army of moon walkers he was building. A/N- Greetings book beanz! This brings us to the end of LOTW 2 and will lead us into the final chapter. The title of book 3 along with its Title have yet to be announced; keep an eye out in The Legacy Dome for all future endevors. I can not thank you all enough for being part of this story with me, the journey has been long and not alwasy easy. Thank you for growing with me, and keeping the light on, even when I couldnt keep it on for myself. Cheers!

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.