Ascending To The Throne Novels & Stories

“Nina, open the box and crown my son. Prince Eros.” I step forward toward Shabat, who holds the box. It contains the crown of the heir prince, to be placed on Eros’s head as a symbol of his ascension to adulthood—and to the throne. My hands tremble as I take it, feeling the full weight of responsibility and destiny.

Alex added. “What do you mean by ‘the most capable’?” I questioned curiously. It is my first time hearing all of this, and it's a very refreshing perspective. “While the firstborn is given the title of Crown Prince at birth, it is not official. It can be taken away at any time. To determine who takes over the throne, there is a tournament held two years before the coronation, where all the offspring who want to take a chance at claiming the throne—that the emperor or empress had—along with their direct relatives up until the 20th in line for the throne, participate. The one who wins this tournament is given the title of Crown Prince and crowned as the Emperor or King two years later,” Alex e

The Ascent of Kings The throne rose through a broken sky. Golden light tore through the darkness. The platform ascended higher than the Bastion itself. Higher than the floating castle. Higher than reality should allow. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Thomas moved first. Golden energy exploded beneath his feet. He shot upward. Immediately. Cassian followed. Red lightning bursting through the air. Eryx followed last. Silver trails slicing through space. The three heirs raced through collapsing reality.

A red carpet was draped in the middle which lead from the door all the way to the stairs leading to the thrones of the King and the Queen. My heartbeat quickened as we stepped into the room. Passing smiles on our way, we kept moving until we reached the front. Nicholus intertwined our fingers and started ascending the three stairs ahead. I followed him to the top where we sat on our respective thrones. For centuries, the throne of the Queen had always been smaller than the King's throne. Nicholus was the one to break that tradition and insisted that new thrones would be exact similar. By doing this, he had declared to the whole world that I was his equal in this rule.

I walked along the shores of Lake Lucerne, taking in the quiet stillness of the water. At the succession ceremony for the Vampire King, I saw Dominic again. The seats were arranged strictly according to bloodline rank and status. Dominic was placed in the third row from the back. When he saw me seated at the central throne, disbelief filled his eyes. He tried several times to push forward and speak to me, only to be stopped by the Sterling family guards. My grandfather, Victor Sterling, formally announced my ascension to the Vampire King’s throne. Ancient blood sigils ignited above the hall, responding to the Sterling bloodline alone.

However, he wasn't getting anywhere just relying on his own ability either, as reaching the Scion rank meant he was Ascendent. Improving from mortal ranks to Ascendant simply wasn't that easy—starting from Scion, rising to Ruler, Sage, and finally to Emperor was difficult as the gaps between the ranks widened consecutively.

Suddenly, Joe remembered the question he had during the ceremony, and he signed to the small group, "How are the heirs chosen?" Kyrie looked at Nerissa, indicating that she wanted her to answer the question. Nerissa smiled and signed, though her hands were slightly shaky, "The throne is passed down matrilineally. Once it is passed down to the daughter, all of the daughter's mates also become rulers. However, only the daughters of the queen who inherited the throne are eligible to receive the throne. This means that only Queen Chloris's daughters are in line for the throne." Kyrie crossed her arms over her chest. She was dressed in a short black dress that covered only half of her tail, with

“If a person’s comprehensions do not match the speed of their promotion, and they end up ascending before filling the Token of Authority, they ascend as Ascenders. If they fill the Token of Authority before their ascension, they ascend as gods. As for False Ascenders, they are those that barely filled a third of their token before ascending. And unlike True Ascenders who can keep on filling their Tokens to attempt entering the realm of godhood, False Ascenders have no such privilege. Once they ascend in their false states, their progress is barred.”

It simply means there will be a body higher than the King. "He wanted to make me King and you queen, yet we answer to him?" Vin said, hearing the real plan for what seemed like the first time. "He does not have royal blood, so people won't accept him. You, on the other hand, are a Volkov, so it is normal that you would ascend the throne on his behalf. Then you were to give him some power that superseded yours so he could rule by proxy," She explained, and Vino staggered backwards and sat on his couch.

“I have news for you, darling. That doesn’t give you a shit’s dump worth of power in my kingdom.” Lyra answers, and her voice is stronger, firmer. “I do not derive my power in my kingdom through my marriage. I have ascended to the throne through family succession.” “Family?” He spits out another laugh. “Don’t tell me that failure of a son of mine married you.” I watch his slow gaze pass up and down Lyra’s body, and I want to snatch his eyeballs right out of his head. “Can’t say he didn’t choose well, but I’m sorry, girlie,” he continues. “That doesn’t make you an heir of my kingdom, either.”