Clash Royale Red King Novels & Stories

The King and the queen sat on the middle thrones, the very image of Regality. "Most splendid news indeed!" King Rendall clapped his hands. He was the very image that came to mind when most thought of a 'king'. He was tall and athletic like everyone. He had brown hair which was kept long and a full-beard with a very defined moustache and a beard that stopped at his collar bone. He wore a robe of red and gold crafted from fine silk, with a red cape clinging to the neck. His crown on his head was gold and had a single gem which was a blue diamond, in the centre. His eyes were brown and looked sharp.

“Your pack was unstable. Your father made deals with rogues.” “My father’s dead,” Luna said. “And I killed the rogues he dealt with.” Murmurs. The word ‘killed’ hit them harder than ‘rogues’. Marcus wasn’t done. “You are mated to the Alpha King. Conflict of interest.” Luna smiled, cold and sharp. “The Alpha King has no claim over Red Fang. I do. If you have a problem with that, take it up with me. Not him.” Rina frowned. “Bold words for someone with 25 wolves.”

“Alika, take care of my handful of a brother.” “As always, your highness. Have a smooth journey back.” And she was gone. Something shifted in the air. My senses urged me not to look up, but I wanted to understand what was happening. Why the silence? As I did, I saw the king’s face, staring at a maid—the one who had spoken to me earlier—who stepped forward to refill his glass of wine. His eyes were a dark red, different from the bluish hue I had seen that day. “I have lost my appetite for this snack, I want a better one.”

* Ashley * "For now the rogues has been defeated, however one of the said leaders got away. For the insurance of everyone's safety I have assigned a warrior to track down this single rogue and I am hopeful that soon we will apprehend him." As I am listening to the voice of Alpha King Jack, I could not help but wonder why they have to touch the issue of his son's birthday a while ago, his birthday which is going to happen in three months. They say he will be eighteen and will soon find his mate. A common condition that happens to a wolf their age.

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

Scene towards the kingdom aradonna (colour Golden symbol the red fire) The throne room is grand and opulent, adorned with gilded decorations and tapestries depicting the king's victories. At the center, a massive throne looms, occupied by KING RODERICK, a ruthless and imposing figure. His eyes are cold and calculating, exuding an air of power and authority.

Long tables, made of dark mahogany, were arranged in a circular fashion, each place marked with a flag representing the different regions and royal families. The royals began to arrive, each entrance accompanied by a wave of murmured voices and the subtle click of heels on the marble floor. Their attire was as varied as their personalities, a reflection of the traditions and cultures of their respective regions. The Alpha King of the Northern Region, Janoer, entered first, dressed in a sleek black suit with a fur lined collar, his presence commanding as always. His guards followed closely behind, dressed in uniforms of deep forest green, the emblem of a wolf’s head embroidered on their chest

Turning as slowly as possible, I was still wondering if Alpha had seen my exchange with one of his soldiers earlier and had seen it as another opportunity to punish me. When I had made a full turn, Lo and behold, the King was in a hot tub watching me intently. I blushed as my eyes travelled down, and I was met with his hard chest. He looked deliciously handsome. There was a ruggedness about him that made him insanely attractive. I had to remind myself that he was older than me, and I had no business finding someone like him attractive. He stretched out one large arm and curled his hands inwards. "Come," he beckoned, his voice hoarse. I moved my head to the side, wondering what he meant, but

King Richard retorted, his voice steely. "Fair enough," Alex replied, his tone chillingly casual. In a swift, merciless motion, he grasped Prince Nicholas by the head. Without a hint of hesitation, he executed a brutal act. Nicholas's head fell, his dark red blood starkly contrasting against the cold stone floor. The brutality of the act was both shocking and decisive. "Should you wish for war, then so be it," Alex declared, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Remember, although you are a king, I am also the Dark King. Never underestimate me."

"All members must participate in this life and death attack. After all, we must control the territory that has been controlled by the Red Dragon." "You can bring as many weapons as you can for your defense. That way, we will be stronger and invincible." King said with confidence, igniting a fire of enthusiasm within each member. "Anyway, we have to make tomorrow, a worst nightmare for the Red Dragon, one that would never have been imagined before. Do you understand?!" "Yes Boss!!!" They answered simultaneously. Felix clenched his fists. Indeed, his ambition to destroy the Red Dragon is greater than revenge against Arsenio.