Jessica Martinez

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  • Chapter 65 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez Bipasha felt an unimaginable amount of energy, the surroundings suddenly decorated themselves with an alluring cluster of vines and flowers. "What is this?" she couldn't bear the shock and inquired. "It's nothing for you to worry about, take these lads and make them attend the examination," Feroza said indifferently. "Such powerful energy, my body is exploding with mana, if I meditate here the speed of growth will be multiplied by several folds" She pondered. "Shall we go, Miss Bipasha?" Asked…
  • Chapter 64 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez Mirza sighed and smiled afterwards. "No, my dear Ezra. It doesn't hurt anymore." "That's a relief, father," Ezra replied. Mirza pecked his son on the forehead and went out, Ezra gazed at the left back of his father until it the door was closed and Ezra shut his eyes down to sleep. As time passed, the news of Bloodfang Kingdom conquering some of its lands back spread like fire. There was not a single city which haven't heard of this news. The days of Ezra in Bloodfang were about to end, and the…
  • Chapter 63 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez After giving the coffins of martyrs to their families, the kingdom celebrated for a whole night and almost everyone drank till they collapsed. A servant ran towards the royal palace, panting in sweat, he reached. "Your majesties! your majesties!" The royal family was there as if they were waiting for the guard. "Yes, I am here, what's the news?" Asked Mirza. "Your Highness, Supernova Aqsa Malani saw a martial master from Brownmane Empire floating around the stronghold city of Tyrre," the servant…
  • Chapter 62 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez The martial masters of the coalition army were in turmoil, whether to keep fighting and die or to surrender and live, pride or life. They were in a battle to choose a side, but before long the majority showed their decisions. "Can you take an oath that you will not violate the prisoners of war?" Someone asked. "Yes, I take the oath that except for the imperial families of both kingdoms, everyone else will be spared and treated as citizens." ~Klleekkk- Shiinnnn- Glluurrp~ One after another, the…
  • Chapter 61 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez Witnessing the impossible thing in the sky, the masses were bewildered. No one in their entire life had thought that a martial spirit of 8th grade could exist in this lower realm. Fomeid was no different, he gazed at the Griffwolf with his mouth agape, "How did he get an 8th grade spirit? I heard the king had a 4th grade spirit." The confused bearman said. "Yes, it was. But not anymore." Feroza answered. The bearman snapped, "Are you shitting me?" The old werewolf laughed. "Why would I? I am not a…
  • Chapter 60 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez "My son has told me to keep you alive, but I think I'm unable to do so," Mirza said as he unsheathed the golden hilted sword. The blazing fire emerged as the sword was unsheathed, Dhongi's eyes stuck to the inferno emitting sword. The sword was out in the air, it glimmered like magma, and the surrounding of the sword had a wobbly cast. The fire slowly climbed from the golden handle to the hand of the king and slowly made its way forward, the area where the fire came a strange scorching armour formed,…
  • Chapter 59 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez Ezra held Efsa in his right hand and Drepa in his left, "Kill them all!" ordered Ezra. With orders given, the army of the martial master dashed forward, and their formation was maintained. However, their faces were those of the wrathful demons descending from hell, bringing the news of upcoming calamity. The enemies in front were amongst those who were responsible for the slaughter of the werewolf tribe and Bloodfang as a whole. The martial masters from the coalition army didn't give their life to…
  • Chapter 58 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez "Ca-Canine Fists" Dhongi's eyes almost popped out, he stuttered in fear. The other one to be shocked was Meulo Jomez, no one didn't hear the name of Feroza Zephyr the Canine Fists once in their life. The battle maniac king of Bloodfang who was so obsessed with duels and battles that he never paid heed to the kingdom, opening doors for Lionmen to sow the seeds of revolt. The man landed down on the ground as he gazed at the two kings, the kings who were cocky just a few seconds ago were now in sweats…
  • Chapter 57 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez "You gave it to me despite knowing that I can die?" Feroza spoke in astonishment. "I gave it to you knowing that you'll survive," Ezra answered. "Do you know its name, only the chosen can know its name." "War Blooded Body is its name," said Feroza, he touched the black clothes on his chest and continued. "An armamentor of long lost time made this set out of broken blooded armours he found on the battlefields, it took him his entire life to produce a piece of legendary tier. But little did he know…
  • Chapter 56 — The Atrocious Werewolf Prince Cover
    by Jessica Martinez The door opened and a lady came inside. "Shifa Pista, Greets his majesties." She was serious, her gaze remained on the ground. "Raise! What kind of armaments do you want?" asked Ezra. "A Labrys and a heavy armour." She said. "A Labrys and a heavy armour! Will you be able to move properly?" "Yes, she is from the Pista family." Said Mirza. The young female raised her head. "Your majesty knows about us?" Mirza spoke right after. "How can I not know about the werewolf family of females, the only…
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