The Realms of War 11: The Fall of the King: The Realms of War, #11

By Jenna Powers

Leila and her compatriots are being protected by the Treants Robyn found while she headed South. Unbeknownst to them, Robyn's deal for protection requires them to be able to help the Treants procreate. Leila finds out the truth but before she can fully discuss the repercussions of Robyn's deal they are ambushed by the Horde. To Leila's horror, an old friend reappears, helping to take them into custody.

Leila awakes to find herself captured by the Lich King himself. She is introduced to a familiar face, who is no longer the person she once knew. The Lich King gloats in victory as he has the various members of the Horde feed Leila and her sister the familiar Goblin potion of lust, better known as the Call of the Krakenos before having them surrounded by the powerful beasts of the Horde. Yet another familiar face shows up to bring down Leila's spirits even more. Can Leila and the others continue on rebelling against the Horde or is this the end of their adventure?

It is highly recommended though not required that the Realms of War Trilogy 1, 2, 3, and the Realms of War 10 be read prior to reading the Realms of War 11.

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jenna Powers
• Release date: Nov 16, 2014
• ISBN: 9781501447754

Jenna Powers

Jenna Powers is a sultry executive assistant by day who lets her fantasies come true through erotica writing by night.

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The Realms of War 11:

The Fall of the King

By Jenna Powers

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The Realms of War 11: The Fall of the King (Orc, Ogre, Goblin, Troll MMM / Elf F Erotica)

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Leila quietly surveyed the landscape, sitting atop the branch of one of the Treants.  Robyn had given them quite the powerful ally, and yet Leila felt a slight uneasiness as she sat on the mystical creature.  Her sister, Aewyn was below, cooking a meal with as little fire as possible.

They had gotten very close to a Horde encampment, though she wasn’t sure if the camp actually had any live beings.  On their trek towards this camp they had seen many fallen bodies.  Not just members of the Horde, but humans and Elves as well.

There was a fire in the distance near the camp, but Leila could not tell if it was made to warm the camp or if it was part of the aftermath from a battle.  Robyn had disappeared in the woods with a Treant, claiming that she had a quick personal matter to deal with.  Leila thought back to something Robyn had mentioned; something about the Treants needing to procreate.

Robyn had not elaborated but Leila began to guess what she meant.  As she looked down at the Treant she was on, a shiver ran up her spine.  There was no way she’d be able to lay with such a gigantic beast, she thought.

Lady Grace and Princess Meriel had grown close, both being able to relate as they were from royalty.  In fact, they could very well have been the last remnants of royalty with the Horde rampaging through the lands.  They had yet to see a trace of the Ice Mistress, who was formerly known as Ariel, another Elven High Priestess that had been with them before.

Leila, Grace said, keeping her voice as hushed as possible.

Yes?  Leila answered.

Time to eat.

Leila nodded and slowly climbed down the Treant.  For a brief moment, she could have sworn she felt a small branch purposely rub against her crotch on the way down.  She ignored it and landed on the ground.

Where’s Robyn?  Leila asked.

She said she’d be back soon.  The Treant carried her that way, Meriel responded, pointing towards the forest.

Any of you find it strange that she keeps taking these side trips into the forest?  Leila questioned.

I trust in her, she brought us these great allies, Grace replied.

Leila felt slightly guilty as she heard Grace’s response.  She was correct, Robyn didn’t actually bring any kind of harm to them with her actions.  Leila sat on a mound of dirt and watched as Meriel poured some soup into a small tin can.

Should we wait for her?  Leila asked.

"Robyn?  No, I’ve known her most of my