Way Of Kings Prologue Novels & Stories

The expedition to break the curse leads to the road flowing with blood all the way, you have no choice but to do it anyway. After reading the preamble, Lord Yong hands were shivering to go to the next page that might have the full view of expedient. The part that made his stomach churn was the last line of the prologue and its mention of Blood. Lots of questions plagued the mind of Lord Yong at that moment. Taking a deep breath he finally managed to turn to the next page. A shudder went through his body seeing the illustrations, it was something bizarre and mysterious. He curiously started to read the words.

"The prophecy doesn’t just gather the Seven Hybrids. It proves them. Trials from the gods. One for each. You passed yours when you woke. Elara passed hers by surviving fire. Nyx... her test is yet to come." I felt ice settle in my stomach. "She's a baby." "Prophecy doesn't care about age," Sybil said grimly. "Only power." Rogue King's POV The cave chamber lit with fire and blood. The Rogue King stood before a massive stone altar, his chest bare, arms outstretched as flames curled around him but never touched his skin. His eyes burned brighter than the moon above. "She has the child," he said to the shadows. Three figures knelt before him—shifters of no known allegiance. He called them the Fo

Elijah declared, motioning for his people to attack me. But before they could even lay a hand on me, Maddox and my army erupted through the boundaries of this filthy place, charging in with ferocity. The Rogue King's forces attempted to counter, but my wolves overwhelmed them, swiftly dispatching each rogue one by one. "Now you will see, Rogue King, who the real king is here," I declared, my voice filled with authority as I retrieved my silver sword. "This time, you won't be able to escape. You are trapped, and I have finally caught up to you. There's nowhere left for you to hide."

Jason’s POV I had been moving for four days when I reached the edge of Moonbrook's territory. My father's directions had been correct. The Rogue King's stronghold lay northwest of Moonbrook, deep into terrain most wolves avoided. Cold, damp, difficult ground where the trees grew close. It was not a comfortable place to build a stronghold. That was exactly why the Rogue King had chosen it. I had two routes. I could go the long way and skirt past Moonbrook entirely. It would add two additional days to the journey, but it was safer than the other route. The other route was to cut straight through Colin's territory.

The King’s voice was a thunderous decree. “Father, he's right. You may be sending them to their deaths,” Malakai interjected with urgency. “There is, however, a lawful way to enter the Rogue Lands. The treaty allows for entry if you bring offerings, but the rogues will only grant passage if they deem it appropriate. Sending an armed contingent will only provoke them.” “And what do you propose we offer them? A pie from our finest baker?” The King’s tone dripped with sarcasm. “Food, medicinal herbs, clothing—anything they might value,” Malakai countered firmly. “Archer is out there somewhere, and I will do whatever it takes to bring him home. Present them with the offerings, explain your purpo

My wolf and I are holding on, but it’s just us again, while the rest of our warriors are dealing with the rogues. ***”Where’s your witch, Rogue King? I think you might be getting slower and need a magic reboost.”*** I have to find a tell and weakness. He won’t go down any other way. He hates the title. Let’s see how much. He charges at me as fast as his bulk will allow and we jump, extending our claws to their fullest lengths. The slash we rip down his side sends him into a screaming fit. Landing behind him we turn so he is never out of our sight.

I wanted to see my grandpups grow up. I could not dwell on the what ifs. For now, I needed to continue researching. How do you find a Rogue King? From the sounds of it the Rogue King is similar to an Alpha in our world. He leads the rogues. But as Adam keeps reminding me, rogues are not an organized group. So how does a Rogue King actually draw the rogues to themself?

His red eyes glistened in the dim, and murderous intent couldn’t be kept hidden. “T-That is Hogan! The cursed rogue!” someone shouted. “He is the king?!” “That is impossible!” “How did it happen that the cursed rogue is the Alpha King!” Complaints one after another. Certainly, it came from the faction of Roger, who already knew the truth from the beginning. And they are trying to find ways to avoid their upcoming deaths. S But since the show began, I’ll have to do my part.

Rogue king said as he made a sad face and tried to blackmail the witch emotionally. " I'm getting old. I need to have an heir but I can't have one until I'm on that throne. I don't want our heir to be born in this wasteland. I want what's best for our future child. Don't you want that" Rogue king said as he held her chin making sad eyes? " I want that too" The witches replied totally deceived and blinded by Rogue king's lie. "Then prepare the weapon" Rogue king ordered as he stood beside the window looking outside.

I quickly turned to see Liza holding the edge of my long sleeve, trying to tell something “Please come back safe” she worriedly said. My heart melted and I hugged her as tight as I could. I’m glad all the hardships I experienced in the past led me to my new family and sister, Liza. “Brother it hurts!” she complained “Oh, hahaha! I’m sorry! I’m going ahead then.” I left her and as fast as I could, ran back to the scene where the Serpent is raging. I pulled out my sword holster from the behind and pulled it out and whistled to the huge majestic monster. His attention caught me and started to charge towards me.