Eternal Saint King Novels & Stories

“Reina?” “Yes, our King is a Lycan, powerful and some say he is a god. Legends say that he cannot be killed and he is also more than just a Lycan. No one knows how true that story is.” The story made me cry, especially the part where the queen died before he could name her. My father continued, “Now go to the ball. Maybe you’ll run into your mate again.” My father stated.

Once she realized I knew, she dropped the act. "Let me explain. Julian has cancer, and this was his dying wish. We've known each other for so many years, and I couldn't just let him die with regrets. You understand that, don't you?" She kept getting more confident and righteous, as if she were doing something noble. I'd be a complete asshole for not understanding. I almost laughed out loud in disbelief. It was the first time I'd heard someone describe cheating as noble and virtuous. I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?"

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.

Has she been toying with him all along just like he is doing with her? Now that he thinks about that, it was always him who succumbed to her wishes, who let her run wild in this kingdom raising havoc. It's his army, his men who are doing the grunt work; His places where they are keeping the captives; His money which is being used to hire the mercenaries. All that mage is doing is chanting some silly lines, doing some stupid magic tricks any mage can do. Enough! He has let that mortal make him dance on her tune. He, an immortal with centuries of experience.

Chapter 47 I was terrified because I turned to realize that those who had formed the crowd were strong men with a strong aura radiating in the air. A powerful voice resonated from the throne. Don’t be terrified Prince Douglas I am the king of the astral world. Today the astral world has accepted you into the status of celestial martial saint. You are superhuman. Your name accepted in the celestial world is Prince Douglas the Lost prince. From today to go, you have received a superpower above all human standards. No man born of a woman with fresh and blood could defeat you. You are undefeated to receive the power of the celestial Martial Saint.

I opened it and it read: My Dearest Leila, Time pales in the exquisiteness of your beauty. Even jealous Aphrodite would demand of the Creator, "Why did you make this creature, who is more beautiful, more lovely than I?" You are my love, my life, my Leila my queen. Come back to me. Your Knight Forever, Lance

“And who are you to command me, village girl? You are new here. A plaything draped in silk. Do not mistake the king’s temporary obsession for true power.” The insult stung, sharp and cruel. Liana’s nails dug into her palms, but she forced herself to smile. “Obsession, you say? Then why is it your body aches for what is mine?” Kael’s eyes glittered with amusement, though he said nothing. He was watching. Waiting. Testing. Serenya straightened, her shoulders squared. “A king is not owned by one woman. He may take as many as he pleases. If he desires me, you will watch as he does.”

But I had never expected that the man I had thought of as a father figure would want to marry me and would resort to blackmailing to get what he wants. What the hell was wrong with him? I had known Rihero from a very early age, but not as early as I had known the other members of the Dark Council. I wasn’t born, but brought into the world through a ray of light falling down from the heavens. And I was specifically sent to this dimension to rule as King because on my back, I had the birthmark that determines the Kings of this dimension, the mark of the Phoenix. As the Kings and Queens of other dimensions had arrived to greet me, Rihero had been absent, subtly telling everyone that he was leas

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

He gave one last lingering look at the Omega before disappearing and reappearing next to Lexon. The Elder was shocked to see the enraged state of his King. The anger rolling off of him was intense and overwhelming, even for him as an elder. Lexon looked at Ezra in shock when the king harshly grabbed him by the arm and yanked him forward. “Ezra! What's-” Lexon's words stopped the moment he heard his King's voice in his head. “I understand,” the Elder said and watched Ezra's eyes burn brighter. He could feel the heat emanating from the king. He briefly felt him in his head as the King sifted through the vast number of vampires, not stopping until he found what he was looking for.