Warhammer Fantasy Novels Novels & Stories

I have also noticed that I changed the way I write so, hopefully, I will still be able to write this novel the way I wanted it to be written since for these past days the novel itself was the one writing and it feels like it was just leading me, anyway, I will need your support, the votes, and even your comments! Since it is almost finished, I would be uploading special chapters. I am also working on a new novel right now, you guys are familiar with warlocks, right? They are basically necromancers, they also practice witchcraft. I will be publishing the book once I finished this one so stay tuned! Yours, fataldestiny

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

I ask and he looks preplaced, he knows the words but he refuses to say it because it is too much of a myth. “Say it.” I tell him. “It is only a myth.” Collins says and I smile. “It is not. At my command, and a letter to Gardenia…more that eight thousand wolves can be released to reclaim my throne because they are Mistwalkers. Ozar’s tropes will not smell or catch a waif of them.” I say and Collins looks into my eyes. “What are we waiting for then?” He asks. “Just like you said, Ozar likes war. It won’t end if we were to just reclaim Elanor. King Ozar needs to be completely removed from the throne and a new king, should be placed on it.” I say and he knows that I am referring to him.

“The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.” The air tore. The creature recoiled, shrieking, its form flickering. But it did not fall. Then Vame stepped forward. They raised a single hand, and the Hollowed One hesitated. Vame’s voice was a whisper, yet it rang through the chamber like a death knell. “I was the first. I was devoured.” They reached toward the Hollow Crown. The creature screamed. A pulse of raw energy exploded outward. The force knocked Rael backward, the book burning against his hands. The last thing he saw before darkness swallowed the chamber was Vame’s fingers grazing the Hollow Crown and the world shattering around them.

**Thank you so much for reading The Gladiator Wolf King. I truly hope you enjoyed the book. I have no set release dates but the next two books I will be working on are: Hunji: A Broken wolf & the last witch of Andora, and also Tawny's story: The Crimson Grimalkin. I hope you will follow me for the latest news and upcoming work. Please do not forget to leave me a review and thank you all for reading my stories I hope I can continue to entertain you with many more books!

Vampires and Lycans never got along, Why? Because of an ancient war that started before you... Before me, before my kind, and now we're the ones left to fight it, carrying on centuries of a hostile blood war. Caught in the middle of it, are pesky humans... beautiful, and cunning creatures, yes, but not the smartest. And pity them, of how they are so oblivious about everything that constantly happens, mysterious animal attacks, unsolved homicides without leads, missing persons report files stacking higher, and still, they turn a blind eye. But... Are they? Blind? I mean the signs are there, evidence surrounding the existence of the supernatural, theories on theories, and they couldn't find th

Thank you so much for coming along with me on this adventure. This first book has proven to be extremely difficult. I’m sure you’re wondering if Sierra’s journey will end here, or what Zaiden will discover in Queen Esme’s journal. Well, I won’t keep you waiting too long. I will reveal all this and more in the novels that follow. Order of the Ambersky Pack Series: 1. Wolves & Magic (completed) 2. A Dark Revenge (TBD)

On the other hand, Nathaniel and Anna were busy enjoying their meal. "...fifty years back, we fought the first fairy war between the North and the South because of border disputes and the ambitious expansionism of both the antagonistic parties. The south wanted to take over the nearby kingdom of werewolves. Though it was now barren, The land was now occupied by feral werewolves. Without a royal alpha to lead them, all the packs within the kingdom were no longer powerful like they once were. I am not proud of being a fairy. My kind, since ancient times, hunted the werewolves one by one. In the long run, the fairy hunters were targeting Alpha's. The worst part is, the werewolf's royal lineage

Imagination can provide knowledge, far from reality can provide "What are you finding this time?" Sophia asked her first customer of the day. "Mortal Fantasy Books." "Hmm, as usual, huh?" Sophia grabbed a book at the upper section of the shelf. She handed it to him. "Read this series, written by Lyn Francia." Alkhun looks at the thick book, written in bold italic letters. 'The Tower’s Myth.' "Lyn Francia?" He uttered out of familiarity. "You mean..." "Yes, Lyn Francia is one of the descendants of the Francia Family one of the 5 Elites family." Alkhun flips the cover of the dark red book and saw on the first page.

Rufus shook his head fast as if to let the reality of those fables slide from his exhausted mind. He didn’t watch any of the war, nor could he hear any of it from the position he sat, deep in the cavern of the beastmen, at the confluence that led into the narrow tunnel of bones. He sat just out of eyeshot of the writhing twin creatures behind the stone bars. His mind reeled as he studied the creatures and then looked away. In many a night time fable, he’d heard tales of creatures like these, called Uilepheists.