First Wizard King Novels & Stories

Darius has been watching Tyros for weeks now. He knew it was almost time, but the waiting was killing him. He has been away from his wife too long. She was due any day and she was going to kill him if he missed the birth of their first child. The witch said that the rise of the true King will come with the birth of his firstborn. At first, he thought that she was talking nonsense and he felt like a complete idiot for believing her, but he had this gut feeling that she was indeed telling the truth.

His voice echoed in the hall loudly. (Kabul ke Maharana, Sultan Rafiq Sulaiman. Jesa ki humne aapse kaha tha ki Mahabaleshgarh ke Kal ko bachane ke badle hum aapki kuch bhi Hasrat poori kar paaye to badi khushi hogi. Kripya kuch maang ke Hume bojh tale halka kare) I looked at the tall, strongly built King wearing plain black Kurta with a black loincloth. His turban was fixed on his head proudly all in black.

Panic cut through the haze of heat. Arthur stumbled backward, his right hand flying instantly to the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his hip. His fingers fumbled against the leather grip. "Stay back," he rasped, his voice raw. He tried to draw the blade, but his wrist was weak, the steel catching in the scabbard with an uncoordinated, metallic screech. "I am your King, Malakor. Step back."

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

" Well, you might find this hard to believe, but do you believe in magic, my Lady?" His question took me completely off guard, making my eyes turn into saucers at his abnormal question. "N-no. Not exactly." I found myself stuttering confusedly. "Well, seeing as King Theo will not be doing his job, I'll take it upon myself to do it for him," He sighed with a hint of disappointment glimmering in his chocolate orbs," Well your Highness, prepare to be amazed or perhaps, to faint."

A young witch who was just reaching her prime had decided to explore the world and as such she had stepped out of the witch world in search for a rare animal, the hare as it was called in story books, it was the fastest animal on land, and that was when she had met him,Kera Asgorn, the Werewolf prince as he was then, a man of great valour, something the male witches lacked of late, since his death, Elozonam Adolphus, the first witch king, since him all they were, became nothing more than witch queens and GrandMatrons. But here she was on her knees, gasping for breath as the man whom, she had fallen for, she could remember their meeting at the woods, as they contested for the hare, of course

Alpha Asher repeated, bulging his eyes out. “Yes. And that is where we need your help.” The Wizard King said, with pleading eyes. I looked at Alpha Asher, he seemed to be tired of fighting wars and all. But I guess that with honor comes a great responsibility. “I know that you never expected that you would fight any war soon, but I am pleading that you help us on this and we will never forget your kindness.” The wizard king assured, with pleading eyes. “Alright, I’ll think about it. But while thinking about it, I need the layout of his kingdom and every little information gathered about him.” Alpha Asher instructed, then let out a heavy sigh.

“When you’re not pissing me off but I still love you more than I want to kill you. You make my life complete too.” “I was told this next thing is good news. When I get you pregnant what is the worst thing about being pregnant?” “Getting fat.” He laughed. “Second worst thing?” “Morning sickness.” “How about nine months of being pregnant?” “Yeah. That sounds like a pain but it’s worth it.” Justice suddenly rolled onto Jessie and pinned her under him. “It’s a Species baby you will carry, Jessie. The first baby was born in twenty weeks, healthy and at full term.

The First King's eyes moved toward the crumbling mountain. And for the first time in the story— he stopped defending himself. "No more lies." The words echoed softly. No more kings. No more legends. No more manipulation. Just truth. The ancient ruler took a long breath. Then looked directly at Althea. "There is one thing Adrian never learned." Althea's pulse quickened. The First King's expression became grim. "The reason I built the First Path." The mountain trembled violently. The floor split beneath them. A roar echoed from the depths.