Throne Of Glass Novels & Stories

“She is the help. She’s the weapon!” The Throne Room Reborn Amara walked into the old throne chamber, now nothing but ruins and shadow. The crown glowed in her chest like a living sun. She lifted her hand — and the shattered stones began to move. Piece by piece, the throne rebuilt itself, this time from blackened bone and molten gold. Her voice filled the air. “There will be no gods. No kings. No crowns above mine.” She sat — and the fortress bowed. The guards dropped to one knee. Cassian, trembling, followed.

- tears, Pain, and betrayal. Wiping her tears, Koushalya stood up and took hold of their marriage photo from the floor. She could see herself in those broken pieces of glasses. Tear-filled eyes, messed up hairs and broken soul was visible in that broken piece of glass. A heart is like glass. dropped once, broken forever. Even If you put back those broken pieces together, it will never be the same again. Her teary eyes were reflecting pain and agony which was given by her husband whom she loved with all her heart. She never thought her life would be changed into a question mark in this short period.

The other six chairs surrounding it were already occupied. "Alpha Ciaran," said a dry, feminine voice. It was Amyra, the vampire queen. Her cold and calculating red eyes locked onto mine with amusement. "Countess Amyra." I bowed my head slightly, taking a seat at the table. Across from me, Zolaiah grunted in acknowledgement. The ogre king didn’t like formalities. His tusks jutted out from chapped lips, and his enormous bulk made his chair creak under him. "Let us begin," Rune Elarion, Princess Regent of the Bleeding Throne, said, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

She approved. “She lived in a tower,” he said. “A very tall one. With big windows that looked out over the whole city.” “Was she sad.” He paused. “She was — waiting,” he said carefully. “For something. She did not know what yet. But she was waiting.” Liyana absorbed this. “Then?” “Then a prince came.” “Was he strong?” “Very.” “Was he nice?” A pause. “He was — learning to be,” Raiyan said quietly.

Chapter 267: The Glass Dynasty Isang malupit at gumagapang na katotohanan ang sumasakal sa aking sinapupunan, isang lihim na hindi gawa sa laman at dugo kundi sa isinumpang sintetikong lason ng toreng ito. The empire we built from the ash of the old world was supposed to be our sanctuary, a kingdom of pristine glass and silent marble. But standing before the panoramic window of our new dynasty, I realized that the cage hadn't vanished—it had simply found a way to breed inside me.

The second was; the scene displaying right before her eyes wasn't sure of a good ending. "Luna, here's the drink you-"A maid chirped scurrying over to her. Even before she could fully reach her, she slammed her hand on the tray and the two glasses of drinks that was meant for her husband and her, fell on the floor and shattered into pieces. ~Present~

Kaydence POV... Heth and I made it to the library just as Heather was walking in. Her eyes scanned Heth and then she smiled. She took my arm and we walked inside. "So what's the deal with tall, dark and handsome anyway? Is he single?" I laughed. "Girl he is all yours as long as you keep him occupied so I can get closer with Christian." She looked back at Heth who was following behind us and then looked back at me.

"Keep your light close to mine. If the void attempts to separate us, burn it to ash." Lyra leaned into the palm of his hand, her own rising to cover his, her golden eyes reflecting the fierce, unwavering love of his soul. We've shattered dark kings and old alchemy, Caelum, and mountains falling down. A frozen tomb will not keep us apart." Hand in hand, with young Valen safely anchored between them, the Sovereign family descended into the yawning maw of the Glacial Throne. The interior of the Glacial Throne was a cathedral of absolute silence and terrifying grandeur.

CHAPTER ONE: THE YOUNG LADY RUINED THE MEETING ROSE AMARA'S POV Kingdom, throne, blood, gold, and power. You have nothing if you don't have any of these. It involves more than just being at the top. No one can touch you or others nearby if you are high enough. Nobody looks at you because they are afraid of being blinded by the non-negotiability you reflect back at them when they do. That’s why I don’t and will never stop.

And still yet, that remains the least confusing thing, as what is, is the finding of the stake of Adonis, which was used to kill King Orrin. So many questions left unanswered, because yet, I never expected the Lord of the heavens to let such happen, without giving us any kind of sign. Still yet still, it is still a sign from him that each and every God he created is now in danger, meaning a new supernatural has risen, or it could be a supernatural who has always been there.