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KELLEN The sky was a murky grey, the usual clear blue sky of this continent hidden behind an underlying forecast of war.I have been here before. Just not in this lifetime. Many moons ago as Conri I remember standing in the valley of the vast desert between the cities and the rocky formation that lay ahead of us.I was always even keel Kel, when I came back from the other realm, I was anything but. Slowly I had recognized and started to become the king I was before falling through the chasm.Today I welcomed the ruthless and unforgiving King, Conri was. I would need that brutality and vicious demeanor that lay beneath my skin and coursed through my veins.As a pup, I thought my path was clear, That I would follow in my father's footsteps. I had a vision of leading a peaceful kingdom, one my father had already paved the way for. All I would need to do was oversee the packs, the businesses we controlled, and commit to keeping a just and fair kingdom.I still wanted to be that King. But
LAMIAAodh’s army of darkness lined the crest of the valley standing between us and their master. Their forms grew closer as our army held their stance. I didn’t want to mobilize them just yet. I needed the dark army further away from where we assumed Aodh took position waiting until they had a clear upper hand before he came down from the rocks and cast his wrath upon us—striking when we were weakest.Not this time old foe. This time I was ready. At least I hoped I was.We had the dagger that could kill a god, and I had Travis who I prayed to the moon goddess would be where he was meant to be when the time came.Kellen was stronger and faster than Conri ever was, he was no mortal or a werewolf, no he is a Lycan and wolf. he had been bitten by me making him more powerful and faster than the average shifter.I look at our army, kingdoms, packs, clans, and clowders, joined today to save our realm. I tap into my power, the aura I carry of a queen, the powers I gained as the mortal goddess
HUNJIChakor came down in a tangled mess, the prey birds attacking him. Even from this distance, I could see the copious amount of blood that covered his winged form. His rider, Ava had been bitten in half.I heard myself yell out to my old mentor, but it was too late. The prey birds had pecked him apart.Death was a part of war. It was an unfortunate inevitable. Still, Chakor’s demise was felt. Since all this had begun so many years ago, he had always been by my side in one way or another. Even when he was in the guise of someone else, meddling in our lives due to orders from Ascena or Ashe, he was always straight with me.I knew why Crimson wanted to go to his aid because he had been saved by the old Skinwalker. He felt he owed him. I felt I owed him, but there was nothing that could be done.The battle raged on, I found myself even more compelled to diminish these dark forces. I had faced them once before and knew they were strong.Ava said their weapons were tipped in silver and we
RHETTAs we navigated through the opening our warriors created, weaving and striking at the few dark soldiers that managed to get by our fighters, I looked ahead. A second unit of soldiers descended from the horizon, blocking us from our intended goal.They seemed in no rush, quickly moving towards the battle but with nowhere near as much gumption as the first wave.The beast inside me itched to fight. To jump from the dirt bike and join the ranks in massacring the evil bastards. I kept a hold of my inner beast, reminding myself we had a greater goal.I had never laid eyes on Aodh, but from the descriptions I had heard he was bigger than life, with eyes that glowed red, armor that was darker than a starless sky, and a staff that seemed to be the center of his magic or power.Tales were told of the helmet he wore, that adorned horns and spikes, his skin black and cracked. Some tales even told his blood was like lava that you could see move under his skin and through the cracks that cove
LAMIAI knew they had it in them. When Morgan first conjured the idea, I was skeptical. One because it was a last-minute change, but then again, the second wave of the dark army was a surprise. This didn’t happen before, in our past lives. But also, I wasn’t sure it would work, combining their gifts to make the echo’s effective weapons.They proved me wrong and I’m glad I showed faith in Morgan and Leneve. Only a few handfuls of the dark army remained between us and our target.The goal we had in mind was now a reality and possibility again thanks to them.I sheathed my swords again, finding the bike I had leapt off, determined to wipe out as many as possible and allow Morgan and Leneve to work their magic. I kick the bike into gear, but the damn thing doesn’t start, “Shit, I growl.”Looking up I see the top of the crest that leads down into the valley where Aodh sits and waits, at Regis Rock.Regis rock was an ancient ground, used by spiritualists and Alchemists. Where once upon a tim
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LAMIATightening the grip on my swords, my fingers curl around the handles, claws extending from my nails and cutting into my palms.Very few times have I felt the inner power of my gifts or needed to use them but today I recall the first time. The first time Inanna whispered in my head to use my blades; the first time I was told the blades I hold would channel my strengths.The blood from my palms seeped into the handles, and the sharp cool steel began to glow with my essence, coming alive once more, and that authoritative energy that scared even me began to claim my body.I felt energy rise up, vibrating and zinging inside me. My anger at the current situation and the god that has killed my people mercilessly, drove me to feel unhinged.Like a blazing volcano hate and intolerance rose to the surface. My eyes glowed brilliantly green, so fierce that I could feel their heat like a burning fire.Through the rain and flashes of light, my hair dripping and plastered to my face, I peered t
MATHIASFinn and I emerge from the rock formation at the right time, seeing Aodh point his staff toward Lamia and Kellen.A heavy pulse emanated from the glow of the jewel that sat atop the blackened scepter. One so powerful that it pushed back against Lamia’s knights, almost holding them in place.I felt this power before when I faced Aodh, yet this time it didn’t immobilize me. Maybe because I wasn’t the focus of his attention or maybe because Arcas and I were stronger. Whole.Mike’s gift sparks to light, pushing back against the cosmic magic. Morgan and Leneve were desperately trying to counter Yggdrasil’s spell as Tobias and Crimson fought the dead that kept coming.Through the pouring rain magic lay heavy in the air. Kellen needed to distract Aodh now if I was to have a chance at snatching his staff. I open a link to the King of Werewolves *Now!* I command him, *Do it now Kellen!* I yell hoping to seize the opportunity.The ashy taste of betrayal fills my mouth as I watch Kellen k