Eternal Saint King Novels & Stories

Julian said as he swung his legs back and forth. "Not that long, dear. We must get into Havin so we can have a permanent home. Havin is the only safe place to be." "It seems like we are taking forever to get there!! Why do we have to go to Havin, where there are other cities as well??" my five-year-old son whined. For a kid his age, his speech is advanced. My mouth was fixed to say something, but Lily came and joined us. She was saying how Havin was a kingdom of beauty. A domain of no worries and ruled by someone Joshua knows. Of course, Julian had to reply by saying Satia was the kingdom of beauty, how it does not worry about corrupt technology and is a natural land.

Coldness washed over the body of the old man and then, his eyes shut and his heart stopped beating. "Pretty fun. It's nice to visit the human world again." Adonis pulled away from the man and took a step backwards, his cold gaze still on the dead man's body. He was the King of all death angels, the end of every living thing. The end of the first living thing and he would be the end of the last living thing. He turned backwards and vanished away, into thin air. * "The Death King is here!" "He... He is really here!" "He came to the human world himself!"

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

“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.

I tried not to react at all, but I could tell he was taking his time to be theatrical and I wasn't interested in games. "You see, you're not the only saint I know. Delphine was a saint. She is a saint, more accurately. Among the fae, we don't have many true kings and queens. It takes a special, powerful being to truly fit the title. It tends to run in families, but it's not a guarantee. Because these kinds of rulers are so rare, the general population prefers to call them saints. They're almost deities." Sean was prattling on. This had nothing to do with making a deal. I didn't want to listen to hours of nonsense from him. "What does that have to do with making a deal?" I sighed.

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.