Eternal Sacred King Novels & Stories

His eyes, sharp and wise, seemed to stare straight through me. “King Eldric,” Seth whispered. “The last great ruler of the warlock realm. He was a powerful king, known for his wisdom and fairness. “The warlock princesses were once the daughters of the great King Eldric the Eternal. His rule was marked by blood and fire, yet by the end of his reign, he sought redemption.”He tried to raise his daughters with the same sense of balance, but they were not satisfied with the power they had.”

I screamed, squirted, and begged for more until my voice gave out. “Yes! Breed me forever! Fill your eternal vessel!” I whimpered, my mind fracturing under the intensity. By the time they finally finished the first session, I was a trembling, cum-drenched mess hanging in the chains, my belly swollen, my holes gaping and overflowing with their immortal seed. The Vampire King stroked my cheek almost tenderly. “This is only the beginning,” he whispered. “Every night for eternity, you will be claimed by us. You will carry our children across centuries. You will never age. You will never escape.”

I was told to move on, I was told to let the soul of my mate go and be in the bosom of the moon goddess but I couldn't, I couldn't let go. The door creaked and a young male walked in. He bowed and said "It's time." I nodded and he bowed before exiting the room, I stood up and button the jacket of my suit and then composed myself before leaving the room. I am the Lycan king, I am King Elijah and I have a kingdom to protect. *** *** *** The meeting room was packed with elders of the coven arguing among themselves. I sighed and popped in one of the empty seats and watched them closely.

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."

“You stand between synchronization and divergence now.” Ethan’s jaw tightened. “Speak clearly for once.” Interesting. The Sovereign almost smiled. “You seek to save humanity.” “Yes.” “But humanity cannot remain unchanged after this war.” The white energy beneath Ethan’s skin pulsed brighter. “You are becoming proof of that truth.” The Hollow King suddenly interrupted sharply. “Enough.” That single word carried more force than Ethan had ever heard from him before. The ancient creature stepped closer, silver-black energy twisting around his human form. “He is still human.”

it was all real. But before I could tackle that realisation... A deafening blast from long brass trumpets shattered the chatter in the room. The entire hall instantly went dead silent. Everyone stood up in unison. Elder Jethro stepped up to the high altar, holding a massive gold crown in his trembling hands, flanked by the senior council. "Great People of the Realm!" Elder Jethro’s voice boomed through the hall, echoing off the high stone arches. "Today, we witness the birth of a new era! By ancient blood and divine pack law, Prince Rowan takes his place as the Alpha King!"

“A king by his covenant, peace will prevail, wars will end, and the two nations will unite under his command, the people of Zachary and the people of Mayadin. Zacharias exclaimed, standing up from his seat, advancing towards him, kneeling across his knees, bowing his neck solemnly, saying: “A king in his covenant will bring peace, because his only concern is the safety and security of his people, and not how to ascend the throne by any means, even if it is through a ladder of innocent souls built of Hardin did. Long live my lord Gayden, son of Elijah, son of Zachary, son of Helen, daughter of Mayadin, long live the king of the offspring of vampires who has always been alive in our hearts and

The cavern had never felt so small. The moment Aetherion spoke his name, the air itself seemed to grow heavier, thicker, like the mountain was struggling to breathe. Aetherion. The First King of Darkness. A being older than the wolves. Older than the dragons. Older than the very world my ancestors had fought to protect. And he was standing right in front of me. Watching me. Studying me. Like I was something he had been waiting centuries to find.

Aeron replied. With a final smile, the Silver-Haired King stepped back. He didn't shift into a wolf. He simply dissolved into a flurry of violet light and stardust, rising toward the heavens like a reverse falling star. The people of the valley looked up, letting out a collective, mournful yet beautiful howl. The King had ascended. The Eternal Watch Ten years after Aeron’s ascension, Kael and Ariyah passed away within hours of each other, their hands joined in their sleep. They were buried not in a royal tomb, but beneath the Great Oak in the center of the Citadel.

I gesture to Ogi to wipe his lips, but instead, I get McKenzies attention. "Oh my god. Why is King with purple lips?" She screams. I can sense all eyes on me. "Awesomesauce..." I say. He's a quarter of mile away. "You're paying for this..." I whisper, knowing that he's listening. I walk towards McKenzie, revenge on my face "Listen up, everybody, McKenzie is speaking her mind. Shut tha funk up so thy Queen Bee does not need to scream. Lord knows she can't survive much longer without her dose... of atention." And then I tell her "MethHead" and smile.