Focus On Yourself King Novels & Stories

I have to pretend. ______________ As fantastic and happy as today has been - says the king, ignoring the feeling in the hall - I must remind everyone of the reason for this choice. All present know the precarious state of our kingdom, with war looming and foolish rebels, enemies of our way of life, trying to destroy us from within. The Leaders of the People as they call themselves may seem small and insignificant, but they represent a dangerous shift for us. - More than a dozen people, including me, make a face of disdain when hearing the term "brothers". Small and insignificant. So why do you need me? Why use me if the rebellion of Nathan and the leaders of the people is nothing to them? Th

He is a king, five times of their family wealth can't be compared to him the wealthiest man in country A, and a king ruling a combined kingdom. Who can achieve that? They felt dejected. "Hey let me go, my friends are hungry, I want to eat with them" Andrea was still struggling. When Vida and Katie heard what Andrea said from the distance they felt Happy, only for their expectations to be crushed by the king himself. "They will be taken care of." he has a lot of reasons. One he wants Shiloh to talk to them. Two: he wants her to regain her health and feel energized.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

I feel better already," replied Katty. "Are you sure, dear? I was very worried about you." The king helped Katty, who was trying to sit up. Katty nodded slowly. "Your Majesty, please take a rest. I'll be fine," said Katty with a smile. "You have to eat something. The waiter has already prepared the food on the table. I will call someone to serve you." The king said while pointing at the food that was on the table in Katty's room. Katty held the king's hand who was about to leave. "Your Majesty, I will eat by myself. I do not need a servant. Thank you." Katty said quietly. "Really? Honey, you're a strong woman. I'm proud of you. I still have some business before bed. I'll be right back." King

I tried to focus on my duties, but the feeling persisted. I was unable to ignore it any longer so I glanced around, searching for the source. My eyes scanned the crowd and unintentionally landed on the king. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he was staring at me. His silvery gray eyes were fixed on me with an intensity that made me flinch.

Upon entering, he saw Kane lounging on the sofa—still shirtless. "I’ll take a bath," King said before walking to his room. Kane, on the other hand, was struggling to calm himself—and other things. His face was beet red, and he blamed the alcohol for all of it. The movie playing on the screen was supposed to be funny, but he couldn’t bring himself to laugh. He found himself funnier than the actors throwing jokes. 'Fine. I’ll swing that way and seduce you, motherfucker. Fall for me, and then I’ll steal your crown and throne, King.'

Nathan Swivels on his heels, beginning the long journey to the doors. "You forget who I am, old man," He growls, anger lacing his words. Nathan halts but doesn't bother to turn around. Calmly he says, his eyes still trained on the doors, "God made you King, David. And like Saul, he can take away your crown. No one is above the law."

Ryan said while looking at me. "Relax, Ryan, it's normal to be nervous besides elders have chosen you for the king position. They must have seen something inside you to choose you as their king, right?" I asked, and he nodded at me. "Then believe in yourself if anyone deserves to be king, then it is you, hold your head high, be confident, and don't show anyone your weakness, if you do, they will take advantage of you, okay," I said, and he nodded his head.

"In the classroom today. Back corner. She kept her head down the whole time." "You think it's her?" "I don't know." I run a hand through my hair. Frustration claws at my chest. "Every time I try to focus on her, she disappears. Like she knows I'm looking." "What does King say?" King snarls. Low and dangerous. He wants me to hunt. To chase. To claim. "He's not exactly subtle," I mutter. Colt almost smiles. "When is he ever?" The door opens again. This time without a knock.

She spoke with her hands, with her shoulders, with that sharp tilt of her chin that always implied she was the only person in the room with sense. “Selfishness,” she was saying. “That is what this is. Selfishness dressed up as romance and rebellion.” Someone muttered agreement. Someone else added a curse under their breath. The King sat at the front, silent. Not calm, silent. His face was stone, eyes slightly shadowed, jaw tight with the strain of holding back an eruption. And I… I sat in my place and said nothing. I was tired.