Azian (Prince of Dragons) book 1

WRITERS POV   It was the unholy hour.   The darkest and the quietest of the twenty-two hours of a day. Only the wind was heard howling its way around the city, towns, and villages near Paria - (meaning mother) the first city ever built in the Supernatural world.   The ancient city.    It was a city surrounded by the western village to the west, and the sea to the south, The east and the north were covered in a vast thick Forest, one none ever dared venture, especially during the last hour. The name of the forest was known as Ignere- derived from the Latin words Ignis meaning fire and Cinere meaning ashes.  

King Alec Diarnov's POVLimited.The minds of those around me were limited. Gouging my own eyes out would be more interesting than explaining the reason to these so-called kings. Oh, their kingdoms suffer at their stupidity.Limited and brainless mutts.I felt the air beside me sway as King Damian turned to face me, something he could have done even in his seat, or better... kneeling.The disgrace of a king. Couldn't even save his own mate from the claws of his blood-crazed son, now he stood before me a shell of a man he once was. With or without his royal beast, I would pay to see him squirm beneath my fangs.The thought made me purr slightly, the image of blood on snow, made me shiver.I watched him chuckle as he met my gaze as if reading my mind.He was an idiot of a man. I'd crumble his kingdom beneath me had it not been for the laws, laws I deemed to break once the magic is diminished,                  &nb

Emma's POV: Emma's POV:   Where did my niece go to? Who were these hideous men who were staring at me with those ugly?... I trailed off recognising each one of them slowly.   I stood up straight as I faced him,                       "King Alec, I do not appreciate this unnecessary confrontation. I told you, you and I were finished. I will not take orders from you!" I roared with a hint of frustration.                      &nb

King Alec's POV   5 YEARS LATER   I paced around the throne room, frustration in every step, a growl emitting from my clenched lips, moving back and forth.  Failure.   Everything we had done so far was a failure. The magic around the barrier killed all those who went in just like that stupid witch Emma.   If this expedition would prove futile then all would be lost. 2 years we had searched, ever since the dark witch revealed to us the token that could pass through the dragon barrier.   Learning of it was easy. Finding it was harder.  

Abigail's  POV:Walking around the forest aimlessly, I was now completely sure I had lost Edwin and his father. Somehow in this large forest, the great mother witch was lost.I scoffed at the thought, pushing my large hood back, starting up at the trees to get some sense of direction. They towered over me, almost blocking the fading moonlight.The sun was almost coming up and the mist had lifted, even inside the dark forest which surprised me because I swore the dark forest always had mist, whether in daylight and darkness.It was a clever protection spell, I thought to myself. Misty on the outside but clear inside.I kept on walking though I had no clue where I was or in which direction I was heading, which was definitely not wise for someone in my position, hence I opted to rest, sitting down on a large nearby rock.Here I rested, watching the sun rise once more, Era