Clash Royale Red King Novels & Stories

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.

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

Several girls giggle. "Great. Let's start with your notes. I'm pretty sure you know the stories to our formation, and that you all have studied and taken the Werewolf Studies examinations. I have the papers and they have been graded. These will add into your votings. However for this class, you will learn about how the royals rule, their laws and agendas. We'll begin with unit 1, King Stoic, the third." "The King is more famous as King Alexander's father and he is known to have been one of the most soft hearted Alpha King. While his reign flourished however, chaos brewed underground." The professor began to summarize the chapter as if telling us a bed time story.

, he said. “behold, your new king”, the red haired said and there was a loud roar. “HAIL KING MAXIMILLIAN!”. “tonight we will feast, and tomorrow, we set out for war and to claim what is rightfully mine”, he said, the chants getting to his head. “we will do no such thing”, the red haired snapped and there was silence again. “what do you mean”. “do you think you can march in there with swords and arrow and claim the throne”.

“Your Majesty…I bring into your presence Katarina D’Basille, the demon that has been claimed by Prince Ruben, as requested.” Kat caught the eye of one of the women who was lying just in front of her. Her eyes were sad and held a resigned to fate expression that Kat recognised well as a reflection of her own up until just lately. Kat noticed that all the women had identical collars around their necks that held the King’s regalia and colours of red, black and gold. Kat startled when the King spoke. “Thank you, General.” His voice was incredibly deep, like a neutral growl permanently in it but it hit you like a smooth cascade of water washing over you and tickling your skin. “And the chains?” H

"To call upon warriors, supplies, and aid whenever the wolf clans face a threat. Your word carries the weight of my own." "Your Majesty," I said. My voice was shaky. "I don't know if I'm worthy of such a title." "You are," the King said firmly. "You've proven it with your actions. With your sacrifice. With your strength." He turned to Gray. "Alpha Gray of the Red Moon Clan. Your loyalty and power have been tested and proven. I propose a permanent alliance between the Red Moon Clan and the crown." Gray bowed his head. "I would be honoured, Your Majesty."

I said casting a sideward glance at the guard who was standing with his head bowed. “Umm…” “Do you want me to seal your lips so that it can only say ‘Umm!” I asked in an irritated voice. “Tyson is here. He is carrying the flag of Code Red.” He blurted out. I shook my head and cleared my ears before asking, “What did you just say?” “The Dragon King, Tyson; his brother, Aslan, and his sister, Zarina is here. They are holding a flag of ‘Code Red’. Should we open fire on them?”

This will be over in a minute, baby. “At ease.” Ash and I both look forward to where the King stands in a safe distance. I observed that he has changed his clothes and now in more like an armor. Earlier, he wore a normal house clothes. Also , this time he brought the royal sword with him. Embedded with the royal’s Paraiba Tourmaline gem, the same color the Alpha King’s eyes. “Shall we start?” Zeron does not seem to waste any more time. “What-” Ashira’s words were cut and I was put into a daze when suddenly the King stands in front of us. I didn’t saw his move in advance, its too quick and silent that I was not ready for it.