Novel & Cerita Throne Of The Fallen Vk

"Masque Kaelen Frost and the rest of the Ordo Draconis don't just want to kill you. They want to paralyze you in front of me, then take over my property to destroy my grandfather. They think of me as a rich girl who only dares to hide behind your coat." Chloe turned slowly to face the giant window. The wind from the guard helicopter outside rattled the glass. "The time has come for Vanguard to show the world... that this throne does not belong to my grandfather or to take refuge under the muscles of the Alpha King," Chloe hissed melodiously but was full of deadly poison. "This throne is mine. Awaken the entire army of the Zero-Black Division. Let that monster rise. I will welcome it myself."

The fourth set began and the T team knew this was their last chance to counter and steal away the game. Ken knew the T team would become more difficult to trap this set so finally bought out their hidden card, Kovit. Kovit had a meager appearance in the game till now only doing the necessary but when unleashed fully, Kovit could rule the court like a demon. And it was Ken's job to bring out that demon from Kovit. Ken picked Volleyball and looked at Kovit, who stood broad in the court.

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.

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 circled Rayan, my hands sliding over his shoulders as he remained on his throne, posture unbowed, and I raised the blade. With one quick, precise motion the sharp edge slit his throat. Rayan fell without a sound, blood spurting as I watched with a smile bathed in scorn and satisfaction. I looked at the dagger stained red, kicked his body aside, and sat on his throne. The same wolves from the ceremony approached and knelt before me as Rayan’s blood pooled across the floor and stained the throne. Next time I blinked, I felt my consciousness return to my physical body, the familiar cold of the dungeon pressing in and letting me know I was awake again.

*** 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

He held me so tightly that I could barely breathe. “I was wrong.” His voice was hoarse as he buried his face in my neck. “Irina, I was wrong.” “Let me go!” I tried to free myself with all my strength. Yet, his grip did not loosen. His lips were pressed against my ears as he sobbed. “Come back. I beg you. Please come back.” I froze. The cold and heartless demon in my previous life was actually trembling before me?

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