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“I am here for 'him'.” Selene’s blood turned to ice. “No!” she screamed, stepping back with Lucian pressed against her. “You’re not taking my son!” The old woman’s calm demeanor remained unchanged. “The balance was broken when the soul of the king entered a body that was not his own. The threads of destiny must be rewoven, one soul must return to where it belongs. There must be a new king.” Her words hit like a hammer, reverberating in the air. Alaric’s jaw clenched as he moved to Selene’s side. “If this is about me, take me instead,” he growled, his tone dangerous. “Leave my children out of this.”

King Izzoth smiled, "While I'm not doubting your abilities, Queen Eden, I won't take the chance. Some of these spirits can get super mean and ugly. I don't want her exposed to that this early." He stepped outside, and I followed. He directed me, "Stay back, Ash. This could get ugly." I smiled, "I will be right here, on the balcony." He raised his arms and asked, "Wait. What's this guy's name again?" I laughed, “I just know it's Alpha Bleiz of the Lightpaw Pack". King Izzoth shrugged, "Let's try that then." He raised his arms again, "I, King Izzoth, summon Alpha Bleiz of the Lightpaw Pack!" Just then a huge black cloud appeared and Alpha Bleiz was standing before him. King Izzoth stated, "You

At the same time, I was preparing several spells to deal the finishing blow and also to counter anything that he would do. “The Scarlett King is dead. He is one being that I do not ever want to cross paths with.” “And why is that?” I asked further. “He is considered the strongest of the strongest. A being even greater than the Dragon Emperors. There are no Astral Arts or Magic Spells that he cannot master. No challenge that he cannot conquer. No foe that he cannot defeat. The epitome of power one could reach. That is why, I dare not cross his path.” Noso explained.

"It all sounds good and wonderful but again, I'm not interested. I like my solitude. If the current 'vampire king' knows that I helped him, he would have my head" "He is not the king. He is just a murderer and imposter. You are not that secluded as you paint the picture. If we can find you then he can too. And what will stop him from taking you? Using you for your powers? He already has a mage under his thumb and he will do the same with you" "Nonsense! He doesn't scare me. I can handle him"

blue soul:- it is the strange master that you can use your brain even tho you feel so much pain, I never see a human who can think rationally, are you not under attack your demon. prince:- tell me something, why I feel weak. blue soul:- human feel weak because their body helping them to die easily, we feel weak because it makes death easier, your parents died your body might think you can't survive, it your body doing but you can get out from this or what I call never-ending dead, by truthing your life to someone else, that why we need god, to keep going until we find hope or another reason to keep going. prince:- you are here, you won't let me die that what I feel if I find hope or another

A shape I knew like breath. I arched a brow. “And who is this elusive savior?” He hesitated, like saying the name too loudly might summon him. “He is the Lycan King —” “Lucian BloodyMoon.”

"We don't but we need human emotions to function. Unlike us, my King gets his energy from Hell. Punishing the corrupted soul is what keeps him alive." I gaped, "So he didn't leave my side at all?" "Not even for a second Miss Talia" ***

I was the Dead Soul Anchor. The First King shrieked as his logic hit an infinite loop. He couldn't extract my son because I wasn't alive; he couldn't delete me because I wasn't dead. I was the glitch that locked the God in place. "Now, Leo!" my voice boomed—not from my throat, but from the very molecules of the room. "KILL THE DAWN!" Leo didn't hesitate. He inhaled the surge of power I was grounding for him. He released a Verdict. He slammed his small, gold-scarred hand into the King’s solar aperture.

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.

, I say before explaining. “We don’t help even if Moraeka sent you.”, the king says. “This is a wast-” “I understand that sir, I really do but this is quite important not only for us but also your people.”, I state. “How?”, he asks. “Simply, my mate is Kevin, who you know is a vampdragon. Now, you also know that he is the next king for his people.”, I state. “She is telling the trust, my king. I can sense she has another soul in her.”, someone says.