Throne Of The Fallen Vk Novels & Stories

Lucian responded, as they approached the grand hall, the guards pushed open the door in their wake, and with a short polite nod of the head to Advisor Daniel, they began to discuss. "As you both already know the rule of cardinal has chosen a queen bearing the name Katherina Daventin. She is fairly young, 17 summers old I believe, and she needs to be trained in the way of a queen," Daniel stepped forth towards Lucian indicating that it was his duty. "General Williams, now that you're here the throne will be presented to you until the queen is deemed ready, as you see fit, an official decree will be passed out in the morning. Until then all hail the King!" The advisor spoke with faith not want

Mom chuckled and gave him a flying kiss. "Geez, I don't wanna see you guys flirt anymore. I am done. Goodnight dear folks." They wished me back as I went upstairs in my room. Taking a shower, I sat down at my bed. My gaze fell over the book kept on the table. Right, I should start with the assignment. "Myth of The Broken Throne". I mumbled opening the book. The pages were yellowish, a little tattered on the corners, clearing showing how old it was. Nonetheless, the classic vibes were all I needed to jump into the story.

I am the Violet who will reign, whether the world likes it or not. And when she comes near, I do the impossible. I jump higher than her and twist in the air. When our trajectories cross, I open my jaws wide, my teeth aligning with her throat in a fatal instant. And I bite. The sound is wet, grotesque. Lyun’s throat gives beneath my fangs. I tear flesh, tendon, what remains of my old friend and current rival. She tries to howl, a short, gurgling sound, as her life slips away.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

But that throne changed us all. Even me and him. He was once my guard, my protector. Now, he’s after my kingdom. The path to the throne is paved with thorns, pain and blood. To win, I’ll risk it all. I should risk all of that I have even if my heart is included. --- ETHAN ASH PENDLETON

“What do you want?” He tried to hug me again, but I immediately raised my hands. “Speak properly. Don’t touch me.” Simon froze, and his usual aloofness instantly vanished. He seemed a bit hurt, but he still lowered his hands. “Irina,” he said bitterly, “you’ve seen the news, right? It’s true. Camellia is a spy from the Colene family. That child isn’t mine either. He belongs to Marco.” I was mentally prepared for all this, so I did not look too surprised. “So, you were the one who caused their deaths, right?”

I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth. “Why were my powers sealed as an infant? What’s the significance of being a fallen?” I prodded further. She gave a weak smile and urged me to sit beside her on the bed. I sunk into the plush bedding and turned to face her. “Your parents had heard legends of fallen and reached out to me. After I told them what you were, they became concerned and asked me to seal your powers. Fallen are one of the few creatures that have holy abilities that can kill demons. They can be human or a supernatural creature such as yourself. Nobody knows what goes into being chosen but we do know that demons keep an eye out for them so t

I know I sound way too greedy but after what happened today, I want him gone once and for all. I have to defeat him. Zach shook his head. "When Fallen Angels become weak, they usually seek shelter in Hell. That way they would be protected by the demons that made him evil in the first place." "And how were you able to talk to me in my dream even though you're not a mix of both like Alexander?" I asked him, curiously.

That sly old fox. Couldn't blame him though. I had a knack for getting into trouble almost every time I left the house. The council had even once threatened to confiscate my talisman as punishment for breaking laws. Like I would ever let them. My talisman was an anklet with an emerald stone and strange insignia. Every registered vampire received a talisman from the council which enabled them to walk in sunlight without burning. Every council had a special witch to create talismans for the vampires they oversaw. I was different, I knew it. I never knew my mother. I was found in Lycan Woods by Tiberius who was hunting. Lycans and Vampires maintained a treaty, so far neither disrupted the peace

Seraphina’s voice boomed as she activated the seal buried in the Hollow Throne’s foundation — one originally placed by the extinct Rooks. “The Thorned Circle commands the ancient covenant! Light answers light!” Golden runes ignited across the entire chamber, rising like chains of sunlight, constraining the Hollow King. He roared as the chains pierced him, his endless voices screaming in agony. Valeria shrieked and charged toward them. But Vulture, Petrov, and Sokolov were already prepared. V. The Battle Erupts Valeria conjured a storm of bone shards and fire, but Vulture’s blades deflected the strikes with brutal precision.