Ascending To The Throne Novels & Stories

Each Throne bore a mark of a law still echoed in the world above. Mate Bonds. Alpha Rule. Blood Hierarchy. Sanctioned Violence. Ronan went still beside me. “They didn’t inherit dominance,” he said quietly. “They built it.” Kaelith’s jaw tightened. “And then convinced the world it was natural.” The closer I stepped, the heavier my limbs became. The Thrones noticed me. The Unbound within me stirred—uneasy, alert. Ashael’s voice lowered. “This is where Absolutes are crowned.” The word echoed.

Alex was the first to stand up from the seat. "We are here," Alex answered. "You can come inside now; your attention is needed." Vivian said. "Okay." They walked towards the house. "Have your seat." The old man pointed at the vacant double-seater sofa. He cleared his throat after they had seated and said, "I know you have been anxious to know the outcome I had with the chiefs. The thing we discussed is that after you've defeated the king, the next step for you is to ascend the throne. The throne can't be vacant for long, so that things can become orderly and tranquil like they were meant to be."

“When Thomas came into the palace, we disapproved of him, not knowing that he was sent by the moon goddess to protect our land in time of war…protect us from the queen's foolishness.” He paused, darting his eyes around the room. People nodded in agreement. “Thomas has shown us time and again that he has what it takes to be the leader, we honor a man who has shown us the meaning of true leadership. A man who has sacrificed for the survival of the North. Thomas, step forward." Thomas ascended the podium his chest swelling with pride. The Elder gestured for him to sit on the throne. “No one who isn't of alpha blood has sat on this throne, but today things have changed…the late Alpha would accep

Instead, it feels right for the brother I’ve worried about my whole life to drape my silvery royal robe around my shoulders. “Maybe not as proudly as all our ancestors,” he says through the mind-link. I smirk. The heavy fabric settles over me, a reminder of the duty I’ve sworn to uphold. Anwen steps back, and Aylin turns to Raven. “You have claimed this throne by right of mating, but you were raised as blood. What do you believe gives it to you truly?”

Pressing my lips together, I muttered, “My father wants me to ascend the throne.” “What? Already?” Her eyes widened. “Yes,” I nodded. “And you are to also ascend the southern throne. I don’t know how we are going to work around that. I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to be away from you for even a second anymore. I told him I wasn’t ready and—”

Their ruler, a stalwart protector, had consistently shielded them selflessly, and the throne's strategic placement served as a profound tribute to this unwavering devotion. The throne, facing the sunrise, carried deeper significance, portraying the ruler as a glorious beacon. Much like the rising sun ushering in a new day, the ruler illuminated the lives of their people, pulling them out of the shadows with the gentle glow of enlightenment. This positioning accentuated the ruler's role as a guiding light, a reassuring presence promising hope and dispelling darkness with each dawn, making the throne not just a seat, but a symbol of hope, resilience, and great leadership.

Mr Oliver, the gym teacher blurted out in confusion as if he'd not been listening to what was being said. "The throne of my forefathers Mr Oliver." Leon answered in a flat voice. "Now that my father won't be returning on the throne as Mercia's King, it's my responsibility to take over from him." "But your father is still so young Sir." Barbara spoke up. "Isn't it until a King dies before his son can ascend the throne?". We all knew that Barbara had the hots for Leon so she was trying to get him to change his mind but any fool would see that his mind was already made up. Not willingly but it was a responsibility he couldn't give up again.

“And he Isn’t even married.” “Such insolence.” “He can't dictate without being endorsed.” “I hope you are aware you can't claim the position if you are not yet married. Even if you are the eligible ruler you can’t ascend the throne without a mate. So now you are just feeling like a mere substitute for your father.” “What exactly do you want me to do?” I asked in a fit of rage because it seemed they were trying to get on my nerves on purpose. Can’t they see my father was struggling for his life?

They live on in their offspring. The realms of Hell may be a place of pure chaos, but some rules still remain firmly in place, irrespective of circumstances. One of such rules is the Rule of Absolute Ascension, which states that only the heir of a Sin- with the appropriate bloodline and blessing, of course- who has received the Sin’s acknowledgement can ascend the throne of that Sin. This rule creates a modicum of order in the affairs of the Sins and their respective offspring, putting a form of checks and balances on them. Lust, however, is an exceptional case.

I ask, curious how things will go if the council meeting is a dud. "Passing over the throne is different from a forced takeover. If we beat our parents during a duel for the throne, it automatically becomes ours. As an heir, the throne is our birthright which means it can be given to us when we come of age. Coming of age in the divine kingdoms means graduating DA."