Throne Of Glass Series Novels & Stories

Plush moss buds from the branches provide a cushion under foot. As we ascend the stairs further into the castle I am once again drawn in by the beauty. Following the staircase up is like walking through a dream. Honeyed light illuminates the spiraling path, small birds and insects fill the air with a lively hum. When we reach the top Nefertari pushes a large wooden door open. We follow her into a grand throne room. A large throne made of tree branches sits shaded under a canopy of lush green leaves. Flora of every color blooms between the branches of the throne. The roots and vines of the flowers provide a green hue under the bark. Sitting in front of the throne is a spacious table made from

"You may sit Mr. Wilson. How about you Ms. Kingston? Why don't you tell us something about your book ?" I stood up and wetted my lips while looking at the cover of the book in question. "It's called the Myth of The Broken Throne." "Very well, what's it about? "It's starting with the history of the supernaturals and the birth of the werewolves. The Cerulean clan and the Royals --" "I guess you still don't know what the myth is about." "No, I don't. " "Then what have you thought about the book till now? Did you get any interesting mystery, you would like to share with us?"

Chapter 4 By: Tofunmi Nikky Elena's POV: I had been working as a slave for almost two god-damned months in this stinking shithole of Crescent Moon pack. My life turned upside down just about two months ago. I turned eighteen one month back but still haven't found my mate.

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This baffled me as I kept walking up the stairs. I was yet to see guards whom I always saw everyday damned day but now, where I needed them the most, they suddenly vanish. I seemed to have been walking for twenty minutes when I soon stopped before a wide mahogany door which also had two guards standing by each side. Not only that, but I needed not to ask if Mr. Red eye was there because I could feel his presence. Call me stupid! “Good morning, is Mr….err, Is your boss in?” I asked one of the guards, who appeared as if he was dead. I was yet to get used to the unique appearances of everyone I saw in this castle. I mean, they all looked like 'the walking dead!'.

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Standing in front of the raised dais of the throne was King Tobias, his son, Prince Leonidas, and the Royal Beta, Malcolm, all three of them dressed richly and wearing looks of cold indifference. I stepped through the doorway, with two other Alphas flanking me, their betas and Dave just behind us, and a collective gasp went through the room, all eyes drawing to the glass window behind the throne. What had been clear glass before was now becoming stained glass. The deep blues and purples and greens and reds returned to the masterpiece, restoring it to how it had been, how each of us had seen it represented in our history books. It started slowly, from the edges of the masterpiece, the colors

Lydia replied gently, rising slightly on her toes to press her lips against his in a slow, sweet kiss that tasted of sweet wine, mountain pine, and an eternity of shared devotion. Around them, the northern wind swept up from the valley, carrying the united howls of a thriving, invincible pack into the golden sky. The empire was gone, the shadows were dead, and high above the clouds, the legacy of the Frostwell sovereigns stood unbroken—a crown forged in fire, bound by frost, and gleaming forever in gold.

I said and tried to get away from his grasp but he drew me in closer "Admit it" He said looking straight into my eyes while I gazed into his eyes. His eyes were locking onto mine with a mixture of warmth and intensity. He cradled me more closer against his chest, and I felt a fortress of strength enveloping me. His gray eyes, like stormy skies, met mine in a gaze that whispered volumes, an unspoken dialogue. His eyes were those who were already much drowned in affection, and it pierced straight into my heart making my heart beat faster and faster and faster.

The Throne shatters and grows in the same breath, spines twisting like serpents. And in the heart of it— Us. Burning. Breaking. Becoming. The Throne roars a promise in my skull: If I can’t have you, I’ll take HER. And then— Everything goes white.