Way Of Kings: Book 3 Novels & Stories

No cars, televisions or roads. He made his way to the palace, angry that his carriage had shown up two hours later than usual. He noticed that the streets were empty. He entered the king's quarters, bowing as he came in presence of the king. "Harver Morvacain. I've been expecting you". "King Trafford... ". "Urgency, please. The Lioness claim you're the man for the job. I need your help in retrieving a book". "Book? " "The Book of Shadows. Lies beyond the mountains, for anyone daring enough to embark on a journey that kills most men".

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Onward to Rallegrad and the Lycan king. Book 3 coming soon!

But then he quickly averted his gaze and lowered himself to pick up his books. “Dammit!” He cursed as he picked up the ruined sheets. “They're all ruined.” Yet he didn't yell and his voice… The softness and smoothness of it made my stomach flip several times. I helped him pick up the books. “I'll get them cleaned out for you, I promise. But… you mentioned Blackridge… do you…” “School there?” He interrupted quietly without looking at me. “Yeah, I do.” Dread formed a pit in my stomach. So he was the friend attending Blackridge. My brother's best friend. My supposed mate.

“I gave it to you” That voice rang out. The voice belonging to Dylan. “No, you didn’t” Followed Derrick at once, with cross eyes fixed his way. “Yes, he did” David joined in, pulling forward to the two. “Well, that’s odd. Cause I remember giving it to you” Derrick retorted, voice taking a raise in pitch. Ashley had pulled forward at once, eyes shifting through the figures. “Will you three snap yourselves together and get the rings?!” She called at once, gaze intent on them, but they only responded with yammers, fingers pointing at each other.

At that moment, he understood what it all meant. As the Darke King climbed down from his horse, he joined the twins on a hilltop. They all spoke out in the old language as they lifted their hands to the sky. With a deafening shockwave that threw him to the ground, the three firestarters ignited the world, and Haldir’s eyes snapped open.

Hank tries a symbol, but nothing happens. “Be careful,” Damon warns. “There could be a limit to how many mistakes we can make.” “Or some kind of punishment,” Elena says. That possibility is enough to push me close to the edge of panic. Taking a deep breath, I step back, trying to get a wider view of the surface. And then I see it. Like a sudden flash of knowledge, it hits me. "It's threes," I say, pointing. "Three symbols light up at a time."

Yes, book 3 will be a separate book on its own, so you will have to check up on it on my page when the first chapter is released. I think I will call that one FATED TO THE GOLDEN DRAGON KING. you know, since he will be a king in that book (spoiler alert). MIGHT tweak the title but it will basically be the same. If You loved this book please feel to vote and recommend it to your friends. I'll be checking up on it to see when it hits 50 vies every week whilst battling with my assignments lol. Lastly, I'm so grateful for each one of my readers, you guy are as loyal as they come and I'm honestly very blessed, enjoyed dreading each comment and each review.

Of that I was certain. Shen stared at the website in disbelief. As soon as he reached the motel he’d called the old man in China. After discussing his concerns with his wise mentor, Shen was given three web sites to pull up. He was then provided with a secret code to type into the search area of each web site for hidden pages to come forth. These pages contained information that brought to light much of what he’d been witnessing and experiencing over the past year. Information was power and he felt better armed now than he could possibly imagine. He shut down the computer and grabbed his coat. If he was correct, Garth was a werewolf. He still had no idea who or what Magdalena was, but h

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.