Clash Royale Red King Novels & Stories

He points out. Annoyed at this game he is playing I am losing my patience. “What are you trying to say?” “Can you really not think of it yourself? Do I really have to spell it out?” He shakes his head as he turns around facing away from me. For a moment I try to think. The King returned, left Jackson and Gemma with a handful of Fighters wherever they went. Now I am here rolling in dirt in pain, what has it got to do with each other?

My hands studied the diamond combinations I had seen earlier. There were rare gemstones engraved into the hands of the throne. “Nazeera, I need you to match each stone on this side to the one on this end.” Naz quickly moved to the other chair and watched mine. “I will inform Malek the coast is clear here,” June announced before leaving. I studied the combination. The king had three reds and one green. But the throne had only reds. “Something is not right,” I muttered, grabbing everyone’s attention. “You said you had this shit figured out.” Kamari blared.

Ty linked everyone to get up and we walked inside to start on business and make changes that needed to be made going forward. Jerrod kissed me and Rex smiled saying, "So, you bat for the other team," I growled before everyone laughed and Rex said, "It doesn't change anything, you are our King," and took a knee. Ty looked at me and said, "I am not taking a knee," and Ryker looked at me and said, "Nice ass," and I growled, they were having fun about this. We ended up in the conference room and Aidan teleported to us as the meeting was going to begin, we needed to formally make me a King and sign the treaties. My men were on board and we had chosen our Elders, Head Warrior, and Delta, we wanted

It has always been said that red is the color of victory and that is the reason I like it. I look at the map sprawled in front of me. I, Eric Leonor has now become one of the most powerful kings of this world. I have made my kingdom the strongest by conquering a large number of towns and villages. I have made my kingdom the largest by extending its territory. Now I will extend the trade over to far areas. I bring the goblet to my mouth and gulp the whole goblet filled with wine in one go. Now no one can defeat me.

I'm not letting her go. I tucked the comforter over to her chest. My attention dragged to her face. My gaze slid down and leisurely climbed its way back up, hovering over her lips. I wanted to crush my lips once again. She needed to rest. She's new to all this. I wasn't hoping for her to be untouched. My lips slightly pulled up. I'm the new king, struggling under the weight of my new position. I'm thankful she had sent the pictures and video clip to her parents and my parents. Otherwise, I would be facing a lot of damage. I don't believe in remnants of the family fortune. I'm a Royal businessman. Many wanted to tear me down. She seriously gave my heart a jolt when I received a call from my f

This may be due to the fact that he possesses the talent and appearance that correspond to the distinctive characteristics that can only be found in the royal line. If a person was descended from the royal family of the Knight kingdom, then they would have pure red eyes, the color of which would be comparable to that of a pure ruby that had been dipped in fresh blood. The color red, which is associated with both death and power, is chosen to symbolize his high status and his ability to successfully run the country.

Asides, that,the Alpha King is just a strict and disciplined man who wants no weak but the strongest among his council. “All kneel and bow as you receive the decree of the Alpha King.“ The announcer declared. We obliged,each getting on our knee, bowing with our hands above our face. “I implore you all to the farthest of the East pole, down to the mountains to bring home a dragon egg, and scales. Whosoever return with the dragon's egg would be appointed as the governor of Redmond pack, a portion of the goldmine in Redmond pack would be given to the Victor.“ the announcer read, and brings his gaze to stared at us.

Do not…’ ‘I know!’ I snapped at him. “Three packs or no deal, boy,” the Rogue King stated. “Fine. Three,” I said and reached out to shake his hand. The Rogue King smiled and shook my hand. On a different face it would have been a pleasant sight, but on his, it made the hair on the back of my neck rise. The Rogue King reached into his pocket and produced a pendant on a cord, blood-red and roughly the size of my palm and placed it on the table between us. "Every rogue you encounter will recognize that. Show it and they will obey you."

He was breathing heavily and he looked for the pair of eyes that might have looked like him. “My king, is something the matter?” It was King Alfred's right-hand man, and his half brother, Frank. He was actually the Chief Minister of the Red Dew Kingdom. King Alfred was pulled out of the oceans of his thoughts. He composed himself almost instantly, not wanting to make a fuss over a mere feeling in his heart.

And within only a few years, the impossible happened. The South united under one ruler. Khan Zahir. The Red Alpha King. Red because of his glowing ruby red eyes which shone like diamonds, as well as the Red Stone in the middle of his forehead. No one knew what that stone was or why it seemed like it was embedded into his head, but there were lots of theories about it. No one dared ask him. Even the name itself carried weight. People said the title came from the rivers of blood left behind during his rise to power. And the worst part? He had earned every ounce of that fear.