Divine King Of Honour Novels & Stories

He asked before pausing. "My bad, you must be confused about who I am, right? I am called Daniel Neptune. I am the king of the dark witches. You can call me Neptune. We don't want you to confuse me with that brother of yours now, do we?" He said, and she didn't know why, but the more she talked to him, the more enchanted she felt. "Neptune." She said, feeling a strange kind of sensation in her body as the name rolled out of her mouth. It felt like the name was a kind of a sacred spell in itself that felt like a drug.

Boom! Sahar fell to the ground and could not move. “What?” He looked up at the sky with horror and disbelief on his face. It was the first time Sahar encountered such a powerful and suffocating energy. There was Divine Power in this. It was definitely not something that Saints could have, even if they were a Sacred Saint. ‘Is that a partial Deity? ‘Or a real Deity?’ Sahar had been in seclusion this entire time so he did not know about David defeating Azul and saving Star Kingdom.

And it was frightening! " Tides will turn, enemies will become your allies and your allies will become your worst enemies! Gods will become monsters and evil shall stain your peaceful world. And finally when everything has turned to its worst....you, Drom Valienta. The 34th King of the Independent States, Will die at the hands of the one you cherish most. And he will feel no remorse, neither will I. This is the message passed on to me by the Elder brother God Arekin...

He winked at him and Mathias scrunched his face in disgust. Zenith watched him and said. Divine shifted on his chair and rose to his feet, his chair making a screeching sound in the process. Lionel’s eyes flew him and Divine flinched. “Where are you going?” Divine managed to keep a calm posture and answered, “This is a talk of Kings. I am not one.” With that, he walked out, not glancing at Lionel one bit. After watching Divine leave, Lionel turned back to them and seriousness took over his face from all forms. Zenith leaned forward and Mathias arched his brow. This discussion was definitely going to go a long way. The talk of Kings. A king? Was a Right Hand a King?

“Please don’t think that I mean this in an offensive way, but why would the God of war be at my door step?” “No offense taken. Before I reveal the reason I am here, how about we get to know each other first?” He nods. “As you already know, I am Ares, the God of war. I assume you are an authority here. What’s your name and title?” “You assume right. My name is Kyro, I have been the reigning king over my people here for the last five hundred years. I hope your visit doesn’t bring trouble for our kind.” I nod my head at the king.

"If you really want to leave me, all five of the rich cities along the Aegean coast are yours." He had the air of a king dispensing alms. "I can't give you the power of the thunder. But the wealth of the gods is endless—spend it however you like. Or, if you'd rather go through with the ceremony, the queen's throne stays yours. Forever." Just moments ago—the omens lighting up the sky, the gods bowing, the gentle way he had placed the laurel crown on my head with his own hands. I had honestly believed I was the luckiest woman alive.

From a high-tier Divine King, it ascended straight to a beginner Divine Emperor! The sheer crushing pressure was enough to pin the eight fiends in place, terrifying them. The difference between a Divine King and a Divine Emperor was like night a day. The thought of running immediately crossed the lightning ichthyosaurus’s mind. Without hesitation, it abandoned the other seven fiends and bolted for its life. “You can’t escape!” Andrius was just about to chase him when the divine phoenix’s words stopped him in his tracks. “Leave them to me.”

* Nick * I tilted my chin high, look at my father straight in the eye. He is the current Alpha King, the wolves bow to him and I am no exception. My father holds the strength of the most powerful wolf on earth, no one dares betray him without losing their life. But I am not going to deny what I have done nor I will be afraid of my brother and his reaction. She is already mine.

he is the god that adores the royals. ‘It was a good thing that you remembered me. It’s been so long since I last had such entertainment. Seeing how you remember me, I can say you remember our contract as well. Is it right? The former king of the Voneveir? ’

He was so comforting. He slowly freed his arms and gently wrapped one around me. "Ariella we can't." He stopped mid sentence having me look over to a well dressed half breed whispering something in his ear. I think every one of his subordinates were half God, half mortal. I wasn't sure but I could only assume King Alexander was good on making sure all his subordinates looked the part that was forsure. The Gods uniform was black and red and had a logo that let any and everyone know he was with king Alexander.