The Warlord's Lovely Prize Mga Nobela at Kwento

The Assan warriors were far more trained than the Abdul-Azeez warriors. “You again,” Prince Abu said as he and Prince Alexander settled each other. “Where is my wife?” Alexander asked angrily, his eyes narrowed. “She is a beauty that one. She misses you,” Prince Abu said with a smile on his face. He was enjoying this taunting. “Where is she?” Alexander asked this time with his voice raised. He wrapped his arm tightly around the Prince’s throat as he pointed his sword to his neck. “Safe. I wouldn’t hurt a woman with child. My father on the other hand harms anything that breathes. Your land is filled with traitors,” Prince Abu said breathing deeply.

Something feels off! The whispering among the soldiers starts stirring the castle ground. They keep looking at one another with disbelief in their eyes and condensate at one place. Drake hardly makes it through them to find out the reason behind the sudden commotion when he notices Oliver and Ario entering the castle, holding a girl captive. She's handcuffed with heavy iron shackles while her long rusty hair hides the shame perfectly. Unless one has keen eyes, he can't see those injured hands hidden under her hair. Although her situation isn’t favourable, she has no sign of pain or anger on her face. Her face is adorned with pride and confidence instead. Her black eyes are shining under the

Six of them quickly formed two rows with a golden-haired warrior in the middle, ahead of the six men, yelling with his sceptre in his right hand which was pointed forward: "The first prince is puissant and valorous!" The six warriors shouted in response, "He is true to his name!" The warrior spearheading them cried out in a deep voice, "The first prince is in love!" Six warriors behind him: "With a purple-tailed siren!" "Tonight, he will prove doughtily his love!" 3rd man on the second row: "He'll leave behind no doubts!" "Enemies' heads form a special red carpet for him!" The six chorused, "Guaranteed protection for the bride!"

She even went ahead to convince the Ministers and the people to protest against the king to bring Alex back home for the war but that didn't work because of Alex good nature and the bad attitude of her sons! The first Prince had no choice but to go to the war and fortunately, he came back victorious and he and his men were able to clear out the Werewolf clan at the cost of all his men life. He was the only one who returned alive and some even siad he used his men as shield during the war! Prince Will smiled proudly " Yes princess Sophia! I wiped out all the Werewolf clan! I even wanted to bring some home for slavery but it would have been too stressful as I was too tired from the battle " he

If I don't get this out of my chest now, I never will. I glance down. "One of the alphas had a daughter with a human, he created a hybrid. He hid her for a while, but eventually, the hybrids found her, and they went to collect the prize. The alpha didn't want to lose his daughter so, he made a deal: the alpha's hybrid, for the warrior's werewolf." I wait for my words to register in their tired brains before I continue. "It was a fair deal, a life for a life, and the hybrids won with the trade, but they are greedy creatures. They wanted more, so they blackmailed the alpha."

he announced, pausing for effect. “By the power invested in me by the Moon Goddess, I crown you, Clayton Wolke, Alpha King and ruler of the werewolf race. May you reign wisely and justly.” Clayton’s eyes locked onto Claire’s as the crown was placed upon his head. Her eyes shone with tears of joy, mirroring the intense, triumphant emotion radiating from him.

There was no doubt that he was from the other side of the war. Adharva followed him and he felt the man freeze even 500 yard away from him when Adharva moved. But then he looked at the deer who caught up to him and he looked like an angel flying as he played with the deer. He reached the end of the clearing and the moonlight fell on his face and Adharva was shocked as he learned who it was. Warrior Eloy is the most beautiful thing he has ever laid his eyes on. He saw the warrior tie up the hair and it settled around him, the foreboding aura settling in. The transition was fascinating to watch and he was drawn to it like a moth to flame.

I roared in my loud voice so that everyone would listen to me. "Suryadev, Prince of Suryagarh Kidnapped our Wedded Princess, Kidnapped the Future Queen of Mahabaleshgarh..." I started lecturing the army while moving a little and maintaining the Dark and Dominating aura around the Environment and they were listening to me carefully. "I want you soldiers, to be as merciless as possible with their Army and in no condition, defeat would be tolerated. I want this war to be finished only in one Day. I want My Princess back." I took a deep breath before screaming aloud.

The brunette bride replied the ash hair bride, “She is been following our crown prince like a puppy but he doesn’t even gave his grace to this warrior.” All the brides giggled, “All men likes to have beautiful females in bed not rough warrior with scars.” When Nora was about to stroke the bride, a dragon solider announced, “All the brides be prepared to present yourself to the Ayruzglow.” Nora held her fist and looked fiercely with prying rage. Indigo rushed to calm her down, “My lady, be calm. Don’t let your beauty be ruined by your wrath.”

a voice boomed, tthunder-heavy andrough around the edges, like it had been dragged out of a storm. The crowd parted. A warlord stepped forward, so massive he made Vane look small. He wore tribal brands like scars that never healed right. One left eye was gone, replaced by a jagged scar that looked like lightning ffrozenin skin. His cloak hung from the pelts of grey wolves, soaked in whatever power lived in the city itself. “Warlord Karn,” Vane growled, bowing his head a fraction. “I bring the King’s true bloodline. The Princess Elara.”