Baca Different Kings Novels & Stories

The king pressed. "My brother we are one country, surrounded by many other countries with cruel kings, whose warriors are devoted to them. How long did it take for Noracia to see any true change, how many men had to die?" "To bring change, one must always expect blood to be shed. There will be many deaths, many new kings and queens to replace us. But they will fight for the good. That is what makes us who we are. Why do you think the gods made us Kings in the first place?"

Although it's twice less populated than the C and S kingdoms. After the attack of King Demons, every nearby kingdom has started panicking. They all know how ambitious and wicked he can be. He has never hidden his desire to be the Alpha of all Alphas and the King of all kings and everyone who knew him for the past century best knew his ambition. Sir Rodriguez rushes into the room, panting lifting a piece of paper. The King is alarmed "My King you have received a letter. It's from King Alfred of the Arbro kingdom".

I concluded and rushed down like it was nothing, but deep down I was not comfortable that he stays at home like that at that kind of moment. ****** I'd rushed to the king before we head to King Jonathan's Kingdom together. It was quite a long ride from our Kingdom to his. He welcomed us to the royal seats as he called that day a happy one. As King Jovinian has said earlier, One of his sons was getting married. I met the other three kings. King Peter, king Jerald, and Kind Sultan. I greeted Dominic and Oliver as they were also Viceroys like me. Some of the kings had gotten Vice kings but some of them hadn't.

rather than surrender to the Queen, they decided to visit a place where there was a power, that was said to be the greatest power on earth, they moved for the power, but the Queen had been there, she waited for these three Kings, It was a crown, so she held it in her hand, when they met, the Queen spoke," seems like I am again a bit faster, always ahead of you, always smarter, well there is still a chance, and the chance is, you bow down, and worship your Queen, but your answer is know, so what is the plan? Should we settle by full war, or by challenge?" The three Kings turned back and looked at their generals, they simultaneously ordered, attack! And the armies excitedly attacked the Queen

Eh wait, will I get eaten? Rox didn’t give me the time to hesitate, and the greyish view made it all worse. Despite having multiple quastions accumulating inside my brain, I bravely stepped closer to the King. Strings of red, fresh looking flesh supported his naked and pale body, and the closer I get, the more intrigued I became upon realizing that the flesh looks real. “This is…” I had to tild my head up to see the King’s face, and paused a bit to properly discern his feature.

"How do you know the King?" "We met recently, when I came here before saving you. He tried to recruit me for his army, but naturally I disagreed," Marek explains, feet planted on the gravel as he closes the carriage door. I doubt Marek would work for anyone anymore, especially after what happened with Tai. And being that Tyrien is a King, I imagine Marek doesn't want anything from him other than a friendship. I'm curious about that relationship though, since Tyrien isn't just a King in the Emerald Province, but the ultimate King over the entire land.

I remained where I was. Rowan slowly raised one hand. “Alpha Damian Volkova.” He pointed toward the men behind him. “Allow me to introduce you to the rulers whose existence you have refused to acknowledge.” The first man stepped forward. “King Aldric of the Northern Wildlands.” Another stepped forward. “King Malakar of the Ashen Lands.” Then the third came forward. His eyes were completely black. “King Draven of the Forgotten Territory.” A cold silence filled the hall. Three Alpha Kings. They were all here.

He looked toward the ancient kings. "My father taught me that a king does not sit above his people." "He stands among them." "If fear is the only thing keeping a ruler on the throne..." "Then he isn't a king." "He's a tyrant." The hall fell silent. Liana noticed something strange. Several of the ancient kings smiled. Not proudly. Approvingly. Malachar's eyes narrowed. "You speak beautifully." "But words don't stop wars." "No," Kael replied. "They prevent them." Malachar laughed softly.

“Come on Lazarus, lets get you back to the house.” Lazarus shrugged the Kings hand off never leaving his gaze where his daughters walked. He craved to just hold his baby girls now knowing the truth. He heard his Babys bashing this so called boss down the hallway. Five years, five years and it felt like eternity. The King put his hand back on his shoulders, Lazarus turned around and snarled at him. Raja walked up and pulled Lazarus away from the King. Cassius and Byron stepped up close to Zephyr.

"For you it'll be different though." "Why?" "Because you're going to be an alpha yourself. Maybe even stronger than Cain based on how fast you're developing abilities. Alphas don't submit the same way regular pack members do." "I'm not going to be an alpha. I'm barely even a werewolf yet." "Your body says different. The speed, the strength, the way other wolves react to your presence. Those aren't normal markers for someone just starting their transformation. You're built for leadership whether you want it or not."