Was Law A Warlord Novels & Stories

"What do you expect? I'm betrothed to the hottest guy in all of Northern Bloodlands!" Cairh was literally every girl's dream. His body was carved and chiseled from spending hours gyming and training and he had that boyish celebrity looks that made females swoon. Lately, he started growing his hair out, he was starting to look grown and so manly... I shamelessly stare out my window at him for hours... just watching him train in the yard with the other wolves. My heart beat faster just thinking of him and I can't stop a stupid smile from taking over my face.

They wouldn’t have been in such great danger if it weren't for these three people. There was no way Warren was going to let them go so easily. “They should be killed!” Warren’s face was dark as he asked, “You don’t mind me doing it, right, Mr. Yarde?” Kayson shook his head. “Nope.” Warren nodded and walked over to the three warlords with a grim face. They looked at Warren in fear, and one of them said nervously, “Warren, I’m a warlord from the Yarrens in Clouriv. You cannot kill me!”

He added. "I can't leave Royal, I am in love with him and my father doesn't know what he was saying back then." River said and then continued. "Law or no law, I want Royal." "Then get prepared for the coming war which is going to be very bloody." Zeus said and stretched out one of his hands and opened his palm, "Take a look at what will happen, if you want to break the law." He added and River stepped forward a little and peered into his palm as she saw the war.

And now? The war wasn’t just in the streets. It was in the badge.

“You intrigue me. And I am impressed by your lack of fear and your daring spirit.” “So you’ve chosen me as yours?” She braved. “Oh yes, it’s about time the supreme warlord of Hagar Mills had a wife to rule beside him.” “Why are you a warlord?” She raised an eyebrow. “Are their wars going on here all the time?” His laughter boomed out again. “No, we are a peaceful settlement of miners, harvesters and traders. We call ourselves warlords because we are on Mars, the planet of war.” Galina shrugged. “What then would they call those on Venus… lovelords?”

Alaric was now the new warlord and he has done far worst than his father Lawst. "There is absolutely nothing to get yourself worried, Draco!! I muttered in a low tone. I knew he was tensed up right now. Vladimir has always been his biggest opponent and not Lawst. "Lawst taking over the throne. That isn't what I planned for. And now, no one even knows where Vladimir is. How possible could that be? Huh??" He growled as he punched the table really hard.

His helm was a crown of jagged iron, his cloak woven from shadows themselves. Varrow. The warlord raised one hand, and the entire battlefield seemed to bow. His voice carried across the ruins like thunder made flesh. “Killian.” The First laughed in Killian’s skull, triumphant. “At last.”

I replied, locking eyes with him. Romark crossed his arms. “So you’re saying he violated the blood law?” he asked. “It wasn’t just an attack, It was a betrayal of the highest order. And by our code, that’s grounds for war.” A tense silence spread around the table like smoke. The word “war” wasn’t tossed around lightly in our world. No one liked war. War meant death and death trials meant giving the police something to work with which leads to slow business and loss of money.

the Queen looked up and smiled, then she said to the man, " these men, these warriors are not don't have, and never needed, reinforcement, they can't be beaten, they are far more than any armies, no one ever will be able to stand these one. With these few, even hundred kingdoms amount to nothing, so I will advise we let them be, for now. THE WARLORDS Aro and one of the warlord's favorite soldiers went hunting, in a forest not far, they don't know much about the kingdom anymore, they needed time to see what they must know, about anything new in the kingdom, so they are very careful not to be noticed by the locals, they knew their look was more like a big teeth to the peace of the kingdom. It

He ordered the maids to prepare a bath for him, and just as he waited, the little wolf slipped into his mind. Had the small welcome celebration come to an end? Is she back in her room? He recalled his own celebration joining the warriors as a young male. As one of the survivors and one those who fought the War of the Ouroborous, he was respected and strong—his strength unmatched—and he was quickly promoted to head warrior. One of the reasons Lucas had wanted to grow strong was to protect the realm and his best friend, the King. He didn’t want the bloodbath that happened centuries ago to repeat itself.