Eternal Sacred King Novels & Stories

“Today is the last batch. As long as these materials are successfully refined, the forging of the sacred body will be a success. “ An old man with a beard stood in front of this cauldron, trembling slightly with excitement as he gazed at the sacred body suspended inside. He was the cult’s Great Guardian. The old man was not only Eternal Fire’s second in command, but he was also in charge of refining the torso. A middle-aged man in his early forties stood next to him. This man was dressed in a purple cloak, and his hair stuck upward like a silver needle. He was a descendant of Cacus and the Cardinal of Eternal Fire. “Thanks to the Great Guardian who came up with the idea of looting the Irons,

The king felt that since this was a request from heaven, he should not lose his etiquette. He felt that he would also have to try to go up and explain what had happened to the deity here. Therefore, the king had sent the best three hundred warriors in the country to start climbing up the sacred tree. However, even after waiting for a long time, the three hundred warriors did not return. The king was not content, and every year thereafter, he would select a new group of warriors to climb the sacred tree. It was only until the eve of the completion of the deity’s burial palace that something strange happened when they were about to proceed with the grand burial of the deity.

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.

Ava and Ryder entered, only a young handsome man was seated leisurely drinking blood from a goblet in his hands. "Where is the king?" Ava whispered to her aunt. "I am the king." the young man answered, a lazy smile playing on his face. "You are the king? How?" Ryder echoed in shock. "There is something called eternal youth for vampires." the king replied. Ryder kept looking at the king in shock, he could have sworn the king looked just like Ava's elder brother. He even looked younger than Ryder. What sorcery was this. Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

I sigh, getting tired of confirming it. Luca chuckles nervously. “Let me explain something to you, and then I'll ask again, because it seems you haven't fully understood the question yet.” He puts his palms together, biting down on his lips. “Whomever you choose, you will spend an eternity with. You don’t get to choose again. If you choose between the Kings, you are bound to that King forever. You will be his Queen, and his Queen alone.” He pauses, widening his eyes. “For eternity, Nobi.”

Addressing the assembly with a voice that resonated authority, she acknowledged the unsettling truth revealed by the oracle. "The prophecy speaks of a love that defies our very essence—a union that threatens to unravel the centuries-old tapestry of our existence. We, the immortal children of the night, stand at the precipice of an unprecedented challenge. It is our duty to maintain order, to uphold the sanctity of our kind."

“Cassian.” A tall, broad-shouldered warrior stepped forward. “My King?” “Prepare the car. We ride to the Bloodfang territory.” Cassian blinked. “Kaelion’s pack? The Luna Ceremony?” Darian gave a single nod. “It’s custom. The Alpha King must bless every Luna Ceremony of a major pack.” He didn’t bother explaining the urgency in his voice. Or the way his blood had started to hum the second he caught the trace of that magic. Or the silent truth gnawing at his chest:

His choice. I forced my chin up. The crown at my temple felt heavier than usual. My heartbeat was a secret I tried to bury beneath the music. At the far end of the hall, upon the high dais, he sat. Kael. The King. Every inch of him looked carved in shadow and gold. He wore no crown tonight, only a simple black tunic trimmed in crimson, the fabric drawn tight across his chest. His gaze found mine before I had even reached the second pillar. He didn’t smile. He didn’t need to.

Black veins owned his neck once more as he fought the urge to submit. He was the Alpha King and he submit to no mortal or immortal. He was a god himself and he would not the subjected to cowardice!! Errol stared with amusement as the king fought his command and suddenly, he was pinned on the floor, the king hovering over him, eyes glazing with pure darkness and fangs bore out. "Dude, chill!" Errol surrendered, a smile on his face but The King roared. "I'll torment your soul!!" "We both know that's my job, King Caesar!" Errol beamed even wider. "We both know am only looking out for you. Am your only ally. The devil doesn't like being provoked. If you don't have a son, a bonded creature can al

"Alright fine, come on let's go Skoll." As Gabriel and Skoll make their way to the underground prison, Elenor meets with the King of Fura and tells him everything that had transpired. The King's name is Etu, he wears a golden crown that is a single band of circular metal that has seven protruding points which represent the seven states that make up the country. He wears white gold-trimmed robes, and a few golden rings on his fingers. Etu is in his early sixties and has been the King for several decades after inheriting the throne after his father the previous King had died. Old age has begun to show due to his hair turning white and wrinkles starting to become more noticeable.