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Brewing Storm

In the seven realms of the Asirian Universe, continents and kingdoms fall under the jurisdiction of empires that control realms. Although realms have the power to interfere in the political, military, and economic policies of kingdoms and continents under their rule, certain realms live by their own rule and follow the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. The Nar realm is one such realm where the strongest reign supreme. The sudden appearance of a spatial hole in the isolated Nar Realm brings forth a storm of destruction and chaos when dark magic users, monsters, demons, devils, werewolves, and forces of evil run amok in the seven realms. Versailles, a young woman with recurring dreams, gets pushed to the forefront of the confrontation between the two most dangerous, deadliest, evil forces of darkness when fate brings her to the side of the werewolf king Ramose and his archenemy Luke, the Supreme Elder of the Bloodsucking Clan. ____________________________________________________________________ Copyright 2021 All Rights Reserved. ------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me on my socials! Early releases on Patreon, sneak peeks on Instagram, fun activities, contests, and chats on discord. Patreon: patreon.com/Raising_Moon Discord: https://discord.gg/6kEsGuaqfg @ raising_moon#3913 Instagram: @ raising__moon Follow any of my socials to connect with me! ------------------------------------------------------------- ***Other Novels In The Storm Series*** Foreboding Storm- Ongoing Thrilling Storm- Ongoing Shrouding Storm- Coming Soon Devastating Storm- Coming Soon Chilling Storm- Coming Soon Etherealing Storm- Coming Soon Cover Edited By Family Member

Raising_Moon · ファンタジー
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225 Chs

Battle of Kings

Ramose braved through the shockwave, dodging flying rocks and rubble as he rushed to his mate's side. Her figure was motionlessly sprawled on the ground, bleeding from multiple cuts and scratches that were quickly festering from the residue of the black magic.

"Versailles, are you okay?" 

He knelt beside her still form and shifted, the process hurried and disordered. With caution, he gently gathered her in his arms and brushed her hair away from her face.

The pallid complexion and bloodless lips sent his mind spiraling into chaos. Blind with worry, he roughly shook her body, throwing caution to the flames.

"Versailles, Versailles!" 

His voice sounded tearful as he hoarsely called out her name. It seemed as if every color and life was drained out of the man as desperation, panic, and pain covered his features.