Wrath Kingdom Of The Wicked Novels & Stories

“She doesn’t belong to any Species and that makes her fair game. It’s not like I’m planning on playing with her. You know her father, right?” “Yes and I swore I’d protect her.” “I’m going to claim her so there’s nothing to protect her from. I’ll make her mine, fill her with my seed and it will plant there. She’ll make an excellent mate and mother to my young.” A roar tore from Justice’s throat and he flipped the table over so it wasn’t between him and Brawn anymore. The people around them started, stopped talking and quickly

His grip was so tight that even with all his abilities, the man could not break free. Abilen is the current king of the warlocks. He is ruthless, determined to maintain a pure bloodline as his ancestors had done, and he will stop at nothing until Hyera is killed. “Would you like to see what will happen to your people, to your kingdom if you dare cross me?!” Atlas growls, his eyes blazing with fury as he unleashes his powers, his wolf rising to the surface. Abilen’s breath hitches when the vision hits him: a raging fire engulfs the entire Warlock kingdom, his people screaming as they burn into ashes. His eyes widen further when he sees Atlas snapping his own head off in the vision, the destru

He is handsome, I must admit. Family of Afelio, hmm. "Are you from the other dimension? The World of Vampires? I don't seem to know about your family name, sir," I said while deeply thinking about their existence. There are four kingdoms in the werewolf dimension. Kingdom Edington, Kingdom Sparta, Kingdom Hestia, and Kingdom Terra. All are classified based on power and economic standards. I wonder why Kingdon Edington still remains on top despite the cruel acts of their king.

We have 7 kingdoms: Starry Pack Curse, One for Wolves, Standing Bulldogs, Dark Forest, Hybrids and Fairylands. Each of the Kingdom has their trademark characteristics. Starry Pack Curse, this is Caroline's kingdom and one of the great contribution of this in our realm is their security. They had walls all over their kingdom and their security system are advance equipments gathered outside the realm by their most skilled Warriors. They are the one who are tasked to be the contributor for the realm's safety. One for Wolves, this is where most of the elders reside, they are responsible for healing and health spells. People here are the best person to come to when an unknown sickness occured bec

Maydor gains composure as well as courage and takes a step toward me. “You were meant to marry my bitch of a daughter for my silence. Now, look at this kingdom!” He holds his arms out wide and turns in a circle addressing the warriors and remaining Lords. “A Grimalkin and a hybrid will rule over the were-cat kingdom! Is this what you want? To be ruled by shifters of another race?” The crowd grumbles and my agitation rises. “Princess tawny is a Phanton! The rightful ruler of this kingdom.” I counter his declaration.

The crowd started chanting, “Death! Death! Death!” Venus slid her hand into mine. She didn’t flinch either. The axe came down with a sickening crack. Draven’s head rolled across the floor, blood spilling like dark wine. Gasps and growls filled the room. The scent of death lingered heavy in the air, but so did justice. I raised my voice over the chaos. “This is the fate of traitors. This kingdom belongs to me and my queen. And to every werewolf in this kingdom. And anyone who dares to challenge my authority will meet the same end.”

Blood, tears, sweat, and pain. All is felt in the whole werewolf kingdom. A ruler emerged from the dead and he is back to avenge on every pack that fought against him years ago. He is back to shape the werewolf nation and has every surviving wolf bow down to only him. He believes that the throne was made for him and no one has the right to take it away from him. He is back with thousands of powerful witches who have already submitted to him. The packs were caught off guard, pups, and she-wolves both old and young are being mercilessly slayed and wiped out as the king ordered.

‘If I were to ask these questions, would I receive a slap like the one Scarlet just experienced? Marie, a young woman with a face dotted with freckles and a timid demeanor, stood up hesitantly to respond. "The most powerful faction is Prince Nicholas' Royal family, or the Werewolves Kingdom. This faction is supported by several countries' Alpha kings, based on bloodline marriages and historical alliances.”

I did not wear a crown. I wore scars. “My brothers,” I began, my voice carrying without effort. “My sisters.” A low rumble of acknowledgment passed through them. “We are not marching today because we crave battle,” I said. “We march because something ancient and vile has decided this world is his to consume.” Growls rippled through the ranks. “The Evil King believes he has already won,” I continued. “He believes the earth will kneel. That wolves will break. That love makes us weak.”

I took a sip of my drink to calm myself down. "Tonight, our women will show just how much lust they can provide. Every woman will try to turn their kings on as much as possible. Of course with their own creativity so every sin will be fed to the king. Every sin will feed the kingdom of that sin. Flowers grow in the wrath realm when fighting happens, grass is greenest when they sleep most in the realm of sloth, animals breed in the lust realm when we fuck like our lives depend on it!" Yroul shouted. Everybody screamed with her. The blood drained from my face.