Throne War Novels & Stories

“You speak of war against Troy and the Masked Alpha.” A hush fell. He rose slowly, his cane striking the stone floor like a war drum. “I fought beside Troy’s father,” Thorne said. “I remember when Bernard slit his throat in the rain. I remember when the Twilight throne burned. Now his son returns it from ruin with a mate carved from vengeance — and a son that wields forgotten flame.” He paused. “Do any of you think they will surrender him willingly?” “No,” Lysara whispered. “Then speak plainly,” Thorne growled. “Do we kill the boy... or do we prepare for a war that ends every bloodline?”

I stepped forward. And then I roared. The entire battlefield went silent. Every wolf, every fighter, every foe halted and turned towards me. In that moment, I felt the weight of my lineage. The power that had been dormant within me for years came alive. Liam's gaze snapped to me, wide with astonishment. Ronan's mouth parted slightly, as if he had encountered a ghost. And then I spoke. "This is my throne." "And I will not let you take it." The war was ignited because of me.

"She is the one who has been feeding the Eater." Malachi growled, looking at the Queen. "She does not want to harvest them. She is one of them. The Corrupted One." The war was not about saving the Celestials anymore. It was a war between the gods. I stepped to the edge of the deck the wind whipping my hair. I did not hide I did not tremble. "You want my family, Valerius?" I shouted, my voice echoing across the fleet. ". Take them.. You should know... The Moon is full tonight.. The tides are, in my favor.”

The family was in deep trouble, the likes of which we had never seen before. The Romano were on the warpath, coming at him full tilt. It was not just Sebastian who was feeling the heat, the company's elders were restless too. In the hotel lobby, Sebastian cornered me, gift in hand, with the family's elders in tow, all trying to win me over. The elder took my hand, his voice earnest. "Look, it's normal for couples to have their tiffs. They say a spat between husband and wife is short-lived, right? Don knows he messed up. Forgive him, will you?

“I know what you did. I know you burned them.” Rowan stepped into the small space between the shelves. He didn't look angry. He looked bored. He reached down and snatched the folder out of my grip. I tried to grab it back, but he shoved me down with one hand. “I did what I had to do to keep this pack alive,” Rowan said. “The Thornes were weak. They were obsessed with old magic and true bonds. They would have led us into a war we couldn't win.” “You murdered them!” I yelled. My voice sounded thin and pathetic.

Sky King: “You were summoned as a courtesy. You answered with war. Kneel, child, and I will make it quick.” I step forward. Lightning crawls over my skin like it’s coming home. Celeste: “I don’t kneel. I ride.” I flip Sânge Furtună under my feet. The throne room has rails of frozen lightning running its length. I drop in. The war inside the Throne-ship begins. And every grind, every slash, every heartbeat is a message carved into the sky itself: This is our year. This is our sky. And we are just getting started.

Dante staggered, eyes wide in shock. He collapsed onto the throne’s cold steel. Blood pooled beneath him. Luca’s laugh echoed through the hall. Alessia arrived just in time to see the fall. Her scream tore through the chaos. Outside, snow began to fall, soft and silent. A new war had begun. And in its heart, the Ash Throne waited—for the one bold enough to claim it.

My shadow slaves remained perfectly still awaiting my command. “I declare war on Shadowfang,” I announced, and this time my voice wasn't just loud—it thundered, amplified by the darkness until every person in the kingdom must have heard it. “We will tear down their barrier. We will claim their lands. We will prove that Moonstone is not content to live in the shadow of others’ power. We will prove that we are the dawn of a new era!” “This is madness!” Captain Thorne shouted, his military training giving him courage that others lacked. “We know nothing of this Shadowfang! We have no quarrel with them! You would lead us to war for conquest alone?”

She said with her hands still widely stretched out but I just stood still I watch her perform her drama "Aww you broke Ary's heart" She says holding her chest faking she got hurt by my actions "I wished you actually had a heart" I said to her and picked all the pictures from the couch and head for the door "Whoa whoa whoa whoa do you think I'm going to allow you to go anywhere with that?" She said blocking my way and stared at the pictures in my hand "If you don't move out of my way this instant, I'm gonna push you and you will meet your end." I threatened