Wrath Kingdom Of The Wicked Novels & Stories

“You are the Luna. The mother of this kingdom. If I fall, Valtheris will still have you.” Evangeline's chest tightened at his words. “Don't say that.” “You will stay. That is an order,” he finished. And this time… she couldn’t fight him. The night before the war, the kingdom celebrated. Bonfires roared. Warriors laughed. And she-wolves danced beneath the blood moon around the bonfire, as if tomorrow wasn’t waiting to swallow them whole. Dawn came quickly. The king marched his men to the front. Days blurred into blood, fangs, claws, and steel. One after another, neighboring kingdoms crumbled into ashes, but Valtheris stood strong. Unbreakable. Unyielding. Victorious.

"A King that can no longer turn into a werewolf, and a Kingdom depended on untamed dragons. One word, and your little house of cards will all come tumbling down." "Shut up. Shut up. JuST SHUT UP! I SAID SHUT UP!" The King ravaged, screaming in the top of his lungs before he glared at Stefanos, breathing heavily. "You think this is it? That just because I no longer can turn into a measly wolf this is it for me? For my Kingdom!? YOU ARE WRONG! I HAVE VALLEYS OF DRAGONS UNDER MY THUMB! I WILL CRUSh VESILIOS!" And yet, Stefanos looked utterly bored. "You still don't get it, do you?"

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

Sashi said while continuing from writing. "Wraith? Ah, you called me once like that before. What is that anyway?" Clark ask while giving all of his attention to Sashi. "A wraith, an evil ghost. Those who died with wrong doings in life. Like that." Sashi explained. "Ahhh." They stayed like that for a while because Sashi need to finish taking some notes. Clark just observing her the whole time. "Stop staring, I can't concentrate here." Sashi said without looking at Clark.

Rage and sadness battled in his heart and mind. 148 Justice

"You're my only Alpha." I felt his rigid body gradually relax, and relief washed over me. When we passed Marcus' house, a rotten scent hit my nose—the unmistakable sign of a wolf's mental breakdown. In the yard, Marcus' three older kids had Cynthia surrounded. But what surprised me was that the three young Alphas weren't using their fists—they were crushing her with their pheromones instead. Cynthia cowered against the wall, covered in bruises. Marcus' kids kept hurling insults at her. "Homewrecker!" One of them spat on the ground. "God knows what kind of trash parents raised a slut like you. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree!"

I said. Karl stepped closer. “Yet you let her live, why?” Karl said, disappointed. Because her scent felt familiar, and I hated that. Because I want her to realize how evil humans are. Because I want her to feel the same pain her people caused. Because I want to take everything from her till she has nothing. I want her to suffer every second. “She mentioned the king’s mark,” I said finally. His expression darkened instantly. “That’s impossible.” He said to himself.

“Then swear loyalty. Right here. Right now. Swear to serve the Council. And we will spare them.” I looked at my pack. At the wolves who trusted me. Who followed me? Who believed I could save them. I had failed them all. “I swear,” I whispered. “I swear loyalty to the Council.” Evangeline smiled. “Excellent. Now kill your mate. Prove your loyalty is real.” My blood went cold. “What?” “You heard me. Kill Kade Blackwood. Right here. Right now. Or your pack dies. Starting with the children. Shall we bring them out? Let you watch them bleed?”

"Listen to me, little wolf. I am the Alpha, soon to be Alpha King. I lead the strongest packs in Nocturna. I need a Queen who can stand beside me, not a broken toy who crawls on the floor." My breath seized instantly. No the Moon Goddess can't be wrong. Where did I go wrong? "But the bond—" "The bond is a mistake!" he roared. The windows in the hall rattled. People flinched. "I, Kaelen Thorne, Alpha King of the Crimson Moon, reject you, Aurelia Viremont, as my mate and my Queen."

“So strong‑willed… like your mother.” “Shut up! What do you know? Don’t you compare me to her!” Grimm squeezes my hand, calming me. After an unbearable silence, the King finally speaks. “Let me show you the truth.” He snaps his fingers, and a storm of crows bursts toward Grimm and me. They strike too fast for us to react, then the world dissolves. We are pulled into a vision. The Raven Wolf King lies beneath a towering oak, his back pressed to the trunk, eyes closed, breaths ragged. Blood drains from the gaping wound in his chest. The battlefield around him is riddled with the fallen—men, wolves, and ravens alike.