Divine King Of Honour Novels & Stories

he pointed towards me, Anton scoffed "And how's that going for you?" He smiled knowingly, Mali just shook his head "I was told she killed you" he combed a hand through his hair looking a little embarrassed, Anton looked at me in amazement I just shrugged "By...... him?" Anton asked, he tried to say the name of 'him' but couldn't, Mali just nodded "I wish we could figure out who he is" I thought out loud "Well, lucky for you, I know who he is" Dylan's excitement was contagious, my smile grew "his name is king Jonah, king of the American Kingdom" I was confused

The former King shouted at his son. Neil who was already at the door with Keanna nestled safely in his arms, halted, turned, and answered his father with a smile. "The moment father condoned the act of his child killing their siblings, I became disobedient." The former King turned to pick up the discarded sword, only to find that one of his men was already holding it. "I-I apologize, Your Majesty!" "Y-you scoundrel! Aughkk!" His attendant ran straight to him, thrusting the sword deep into his abdomen.

He said. Aurora almost choked on air. Was this man playing games with her? The King? Wasn't he dead? Why would a dead man want to pay money for her? Where did he know her from? How comes she never met him? How comes no one in this village knows him? "He wants to express his gratitude for saving his life so he will be providing your family with money in exchange for you." He continued to say. If she saved a king's life, how come she has no memory of doing it? Was this man in his right state of mind?

No sooner had the words left my lips than the doors to the hall were pushed opened and in came none other than Rihero Von Palestine, the Dragon King. He was dressed in all black from head to toe, with a black suite that had a golden dragon embroidered on the left side. He wore black pants and a black shirt underneath and his midnight black hair hung open to his hips. His dark eyes were completely devoid of light as he came to a stand in front of me and I couldn’t help but notice how we contrasted each other. Light and Darkness. Fire and Ice. “Happy eighteenth birthday, my Lady.” He gave a small bow before taking my outstretched arm and placing a kiss on the back of my hand. “You look stunnin

Three boys appeared, holding a bow. Mercies!! Her heart screamed out. The one in the middle - wearing a robe. It was the King!! Instantly, the pains from the arrow seemed to affect her so much, she lost consiousness and passed out.

Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own. I tilt my head to the side and glance at his son Archer. “I don’t need my daddy to hold my hand for business deals,” Archer smirks. “You’re right! He’s the one,” Archer tells Dwayne. The one for what? Am I missing something? “As you know Dominic we don’t do much business with your world,” Archer says. I nod. Everyone knows the Lycan king is the King of all Kings and the most powerful. “We’ve gained a small pack just outside your territory, ever heard of Red Dawn?”

He swayed like a rainbow with the Immortal Butcher and True Martial Tyrant Sword in hand. Alex even summoned the best experts, Saria, Lorelei, and Nebula, from the Cleansing Vase. Saria's cultivation level was Divine Sovereign. That was, she had become muddled in recent years, or she was likely to achieve the king of gods. Lorelei and others have Divine Monarchs as well. In addition, Dorothy volunteered to assist.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.

Kael fixed his gaze straight towards the old mage, waiting. “What is honor to you, Divine Knight?” Kael’s face darkened. But the words pricked pain through his chest. Countless memories of his failures slapped him in the face, each destroying his reputation and the honor of his name. “You do not come here and question me about honor when you’ve not witnessed the true story of what happened here, mage.” A wicked grin grew on the old man’s lips. “I think I had enough to confirm my hunch,” he threw his hands in the air, “Mind telling me where the king is now?”

The Hollow King looked almost amused. “You built me to survive wars against gods.” His smile sharpened. “And then acted surprised when I learned how to eat them.” The chamber fell silent. Even the mountain seemed to pause. The woman beneath the cracks whispered softly: “There it is.” The truth. The Hollow King was not merely powerful. He was designed specifically to consume divine power. A weapon built to kill gods. The bond convulsed painfully. Eleanor felt horror surge through Alaric instantly. Because if the Hollow King inherited this ability—