Witch King Of Angmar Powers Novels & Stories

I asked the servant who was told to accompany me. “Oh, he is King Jackob Arkhan, Princess. It could be said that King Jackob Arkhan is the second strongest king in the world after King Alden and King Aldan. His land holdings became the most extensive, with wealth and captive packs even stretching from all corners of the world. So he was feared by the other Alpha Kings, and was known as the cold-blooded Alpha King.” Immediately the hairs on the back of my neck tingled completely when I heard that, Cold-blooded King was a truly terrifying term. I can imagine how many werewolf lives he had destroyed.

When he looked my way in the clearing, I got a shiver down my spine. "Amora," he spoke with a smooth voice that carried effortlessly through the distance separating us. "I have been anticipating this moment." I advanced, my body coiled yet disciplined. "I declare that it concludes at this point," I stated, with my voice firm even though fear was running through me. The Alpha King's mouth formed a grin, chilling and malevolent. "Do you believe you have the power to prevent me? What for? Do you comprehend that power which you hardly grasp? You are a young person dealing with powers you cannot fully understand.

she was hoping he would agree with her but instead, Aramis waved his finger sideways. “You are required here. You will take care of my babies. Silver, I don’t trust anybody else with them but you. Besides, we don’t even know if your magic will work in her world, and without your magic, you are pretty much a human for them to sniff out and trap. I am a werewolf, an Alpha King. Besides, it is my war.” Aramis had made up his mind. He was going to sneak in and find her weakness to finally free the captured and tortured souls. Reluctantly, Silver nodded to him.

The warm eyes turned into icy silver. ​It was my cousin. The Witch King, Asher. ​He stood there with a wicked, playful smile on his face, leaning closer to me. "I knew you were keeping a secret from the moment I saw you at the gates," he said, his voice smooth and arrogant. "But I would never have imagined this. You’re having a child for one of those fucking wolves?" ​He shook his head, looking at me with pity and disdain. "You’re just like your mother, Ariana. Stupid, weak, and a traitor to your own blood." ​

His movements were incomparably slow, and the broom appeared extremely heavy. The second level of the stance realm involved lifting something light as if it were heavy! According to Wyverna's ancient martial arts records, the stance realm had three levels—Lifting Heavy as if It Were Light, Lifting Light as if It Were Heavy, and the No Self Phase! The historical record of King Xavier, the Hegemon King of Western Chivana, indicated that he wielded a weapon weighing around 80 kilograms. A single swing of his arm generated thousands of pounds of force, but the weapon in his hands appeared as light as a feather. That was the first level of the stance realm—lifting heavy objects as if they were li

I don't even know that my healing abilities are kind of rare I guess. "Your healing abilities are awesome! What other abilities do you possess?" I heard the King ask. The Queen walked back to her seat and the King followed. They seem so interested in my newly-found abilities and my heart swelled in pride. "They like us, Amaris!" I silently told my wolf and smiled at the Majesties. "Healing abilities and photographic memory, Your Majesties. I only found two abilities as of this moment." The Queen's mouth went agape and her eyes widened in surprise. "P-Photographic memory?" Did I just hear her stutter? Seeing that they also act like how other people act made me feel at ease.

King asked and Xavier’s smirk widened on his face. “He said that when you call her a wtch, what you meant was that you were doing things that you haven’t done before since the day she came into your life so you called her a witch because you assumed that she Bewitched you”Xavier said and stroked his imaginary beards before raising his head up in pride “am I not a genius?” King didn’t open his mouth to speak and Xavier knew that what he just blurted out was true because king always keep quiet anytime someone tells him a truth that was very….infact, when someone tells him a bitter truth.

“My place is with you. Beside you-” Amanisa added and my men gasped. They must have assumed that Amanisa and I had a connected relationship or they were wondering why Amanisa was bold enough to lay a claim to the position of a Queen… only a queen could be beside a king. To create a distraction, I yelled “where is the water?”. Seconds later, Ardin’s voice erupted in my mind. “My king, I believe your servant is experiencing what the healers call a trance.” “Does that even make sense to you? How will she be in a trance when she isn't even a string Lycan and you and I both know that only the descendant of the oldest healers can fall into a trance.”

There are a few more points to be noted: Each king 'fills up' their own kingdom with their special sin. For Adrian, he has to feel lust in order for the kingdom to thrive. The more lust, the more his kingdom grows. Every king also has their own special 'powers'. Adrian can snap his fingers and make people fall asleep and feel lust (like at the fight between Sammi and Adrian), he can make clothes disappear (although he preferred taking them off himself) and can change appearances (he travelled to the human realm to get Gabrielle back and changed into Aiden).

"Princess Ange Abee of the Wolfblood Pack. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Ange's eyes sparkled. "Oh, definitely!" "Good. Because that's what you'll be soon, my dear." He patted her cheek. "Do you want that?" "Oh daddy!" Ange squealed, clapping her hands like an excited child. "I’ve been dreaming of royal life since forever. I mean, who wouldn’t? What was the whole point of obsessing over Malik? It was just part of my evil plan, but now I know where the real power lies, why not?"