Novel & Cerita The Warlord Chronicles

A subtle knock was on my door and when the door opened, Dante appeared with his new beta, of which he was told to wait outside. "Good morning your majesty," he greeted me as I nodded. "So Dante, you said you wanted to see me," I asked, going straight to the point. "Yes sir, there was another attack and they left a letter,"'he replied, handing me a rough sheet with blood stained. "They want to break their allegiance sir, which means another war will break out," Dante informed. I can't have another war, I haven't even settled the Kai issue, it makes trusting Kai with my kingdom really hard.

“How is the Moon Crescent pack holding up?” “Badly. They lost most of their warriors and the damage we dealt to them was so severe that it might take them a whole year to recover their losses. But their pride wouldn't let them back down from a fight they can't win so their only option is to keep sending out warriors until all their resources has been depleted.” I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and stared into the depths of his indigo eyes and a creep smile was plastered one his lips.

he cried and coughed up more blood. The sheer magnitude of the shock was too much for him to bear. He could not believe it. How could Dustin possess something like that? The Dragon Warlord Totem could only be summoned by the Dragon Warlord Token. The Dragon Warlord Token itself belonged solely to the Dragon Warlord. He had achieved unparalleled military achievement in Lovellia and was considered the nation’s legendary guardian. The Dragon Warlord Token could rally a million troops! Even the ten thousand soldiers he had deployed from the Western Forces fell under its jurisdiction.

Blood fountained across his scales as he ripped the heart out in one brutal motion and hurled the body into two more attackers, sending them crashing into the wall with wet thuds and the crunch of breaking armor. This — this — was why they called him Warlord. Not the title. Not the rank. The word. What it meant in every language across every world where his name had been spoken in warning. Because a general commanded from behind walls. A Warlord dragged the walls down with his bare hands and walked through the rubble. "Push forward!" His voice cut through the din like a war horn, slit irises burning with lethal focus, every syllable carrying absolute authority. "The nexus is close! Do not st

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

200 B.C Labyrinth Kingdom King Tharks arrived with his troops from the war and announced that they won the war between the Oregon Kingdom. It's a ten days battle and they succeeded but they lose hundred of armies during the time of war. His people waited in front of the gate to rejoice and hail their King for great news and achievements once again on the battlefield while Amira, his daughter was still snorting deeply over her soft wooden made mattress.

Katherine was a bit puzzled as to why humans would fight with witches if they were trying to rid the earth realm of supernatural beings. "See that's a misconception most seem to have, witches are humans but with a deeper connection to everything natural, they still live the same life force as humans. The main reason why they fought alongside humans was due to the rise of sorcerers," "Sorcerers?" Katherine remembered Lucian mentioning sorcerers a few nights ago. "Witches who have gone rogue and abandoned their bottom line [1]," Elizabeth explained. "Anyways, the war went on for hundreds of years, the killing and bloodshed was constant but eventually the war was ended by the King of Avingora."

It was more responsibility than he wanted. Then the attacks started happening. The smaller packs didn't exist anymore. The remainders sought refuge in the large packs. When they attacked Linc’s pack and killed him, that's when Agnar decided enough was enough. He was down with the way the wolf world was. Linc was his best friend and if they had been in the same pack he would have asked Linc to be his beta. The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne.