Clash Royale Red King Novels & Stories

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.

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

Tyson warned in a chilling tone. The protests died in the former Lycan King’s throat as he watched his son. I couldn’t see his face but I could tell he was in disbelief like me and the rest of the Kingdom. The puppet King who let others pull his strings for so long was out to take back everything he had lost. Tyson tore his gaze from his face and looked at the people behind me. I clenched my hands into fists, lowering my gaze to the floor. “ Kneel before your King. ” His voice reverberated in my stomach, making me close my eyes and suck in a sharp breath.

The crimson warning continued flashing before my eyes long after the four Crown Kings disappeared from the Headmaster's office. Their footsteps had faded into silence, yet the pressure they left behind seemed to linger in the room. I stared at the system's newest command, unable to believe what I was seeing. [Hidden Mission Activated.] [Proceed to the Eastern Barrier.] [Reward: Memory Fragment.] [Penalty for Refusal: Crown Synchronization -5%.]

Aldrich smiled thinly as he looked from me to the dull coloured grass ahead of us and then let out a long breath as he sighed “I had hoped the rumours about your father’s rule wasn’t true.” “Rumours?” I asked curiously. He nodded as he continued to speak. “There are kings I am allies with. Well, in fact, over the years they’re more trusted friends than just mere allies. There are some that have come here a long time ago now and they all had the very same descriptions as one another. These are the same kings that have refused to join in a truce with Edric” “And what did they all say?” I asked in a mere whisper, my heart beating faster at the dread of what I was about to hear. I knew it wasn’t

I heard Verone whisper and I frowned in confusion when my eyes widened at the sight of one of the dragons rubbing her muzzle against Aiden’s. “It would take more than just you to defeat a royal blood, King Verone” one of the black dragons said looking directly at Verone who shied back “I am King Tyson, king of dragons. Those who believe me dead shall face the consequence of their actions” I stayed quiet as I watched the scene before me. Seeing the dragons assemble around the kingdom’s grounds, in front of the palace, around the fields, the roof, what’s left of it, of the palace. Aiden stood by my side as he kept his eyes on my brother who was trying to escape leaving the dragon in the mercy

Jonah smirked when he saw the King get out of an SUV that slid to a stop in front of the Den. Jonah opened his link to Romeo, “Boss, you were right to be cautious. The King just turned up. Is he meant to be here yet?” “No… He’s not.” Romeo frowned at this information as he had worked out that his cousin still had at least 2 if not three Prides before making it to this one. So why was he here already?

I also followed suit. “Oh my goodness, that’s his majesty!” One of the ladies let out a low squeal due to excitement. “I can’t believe that we get to see the king before the commencement of our journey to the immortal realm. This is surreal.” Low whispers pervaded the whole plaza. I silently stood behind the ladies; my gaze focused on the middle-aged man who was standing on the higher platform of the plaza. The man was dressed in a red luxurious robe, embroidered with the image of a six claws dragon, signifying his identity as a ruler. Standing beside him was his entourage of eunuchs and maids whose duty there was to make his appearance seem even more imposing.

He scowled. "They're definitely regrouping!!" Father cursed. "The moment they're strong enough they will strike and that's why we really need to hold the sacrifice before the 12th full moon." He shrugged as he walked around the room. "They are aware of us. Mr. Redd, do have any lead on who their king is??" Father asked "Draco, son of the old king. He took after his father to lead his clan to salvation again." Mr. Redd scowled.

Clang! The sound of our powers clashing was like a lightning strike. The force of it sent a wave of water ten feet into the air. I felt the vibration go all the way up my arm, numbing my fingers. He was strong, stronger than the Architect, stronger than Kaelia. He was the source of the red power. "You fight for a dream, Lyra," the king said, parrying my next blow with ease. "A dream of a family. A dream of peace. But look at him."