From Ex's Trash To King's Treasure Novels & Stories

I swear the metallic taste of blood still lingers in my mouth. Marek grabs my hand, using his spare one to cradle my head. "You're not, alright? This looks like a flesh wound." "You need to go, before you make Tai angry," I insist, looking at the King's back. His paitence will wear thin, and he will have Marek imprisoned again, except this time, it won't be so easy to strike a deal with him. Marek looks over his shoulder grimly, knowing I'm right. "Meet me on the forest line in three days. You should feel better by then."

And now it had been unraveled, thrown into a dog kennel, and soaked in filth. I didn't stay for the rest of the trip. I went straight home. Elmer came back two days later. I was sitting on the couch when he walked in and tossed a scarf at my head, the tags still on. He was grinning like nothing had happened. "Here. Risa bought it for you. Cost her a pretty penny." I stared at the scarf, its rough, careless stitching glaring back at me. My face stayed blank as I tossed it straight into the trash.

To her, that was worse than death. "Too bad, it's not up to you." Donovan waved, ordering, "Exile them to the Wastelands. They are never to set foot in any packs again." The Wastelands were a barren, desolate region in Northmere—no food, no water, only howling winds and savage beasts. Being sent there was synonymous with a death sentence. The Gamma warriors stepped forward, dragging the mentally shattered Falcon and the struggling Julia out like rugs. Walter remained collapsed on the floor, watching his son being taken away. After a night, he looked decades older.

As Alex looked at this information, his breathing became rapid. This was the real magical treasure! Compared to the thirty-six bone swords, the Stake of Exorcism was just trash!

Katty thought irritably. "Honey, would you like to see it?" The king repeated his question. "Oh, your highness. Yes, I want to see it." Katty replied, nodding. The king invited Katty to walk in front of him. "Just open it. The door isn't locked," said the king. Katty put her hand on the door. "Awwww!" Katty suddenly screamed and then let her hand go from the door. She looks in pain. The king immediately grabbed Katty's hand and examined it. "What's the matter, dear? Did something bite you? Are you hurt?" The king panicked. Katty stepped back slowly. Her face was pale. "Excuse me, your majesty, I have to go back to the room. My hand hurts." Katty replied and hurried back to the room. King Van

I prayed for God to help me. The King smiled. "You are free to leave. Clean tommorow." He said. "I haven't cleaned your Chambers, Milord." "Do that tommorow." He waved off, and I nodded... praising the Lord for his help. I grabbed the materials I'd use for cleaning and left the throne room as soon as I could. TBC

The king ran to Adam and told him what he saw. Adam spat on the place, then walked over to some metal tables in there, then rummaged through all the drawers and found nothing. The place was empty. "Search for them until you find them!" Adam ruled. "Yes sir," replied the King with a nod. The king immediately pressed a button on his watch which was connected to the earpiece of several other men. Then the King asked some of the men to leave from there. Leaving Adam and several other people who were still checking the warehouse.

Claude was stunned, lowered his face, and continued to eat rice. Only heard a "scratch" sound behind, Aaron glanced over to see Cyrus sitting in the chair behind. He stood up and threw the magazine in his hand on the table, next to Claude's lunch box, which had not yet eaten much. Aaron cleared his throat quickly, "I'll go first. See you soon!" Claude replied, "yes," turned to look and suddenly realised that the magazine Cyrus had just thrown in front of him was indeed the one he had just read on the farm.

She didn't even need to say a word before the hand that had been gripping mine loosened gradually. Jared lowered himself to cajole her, not even caring about his pride in front of his friends. Years of experience made me keenly aware that someone had investigated Jared, but I no longer had any reason to warn him. Michael ran after me to see me out, still cursing Jared under his breath. Two sharp honks cut him off. "Princess, I'm here to take you home." My hand suddenly felt light. Someone had taken my suitcase from my grasp. Knox Ferris nodded at me, then flashed a beaming smile, his teeth bright and white. Submission and wildness clashed violently within him. Beneath the restraint of his su

She tried to get the event going by urging, "Let's not waste any more time. Time is passing as we drag it out. Let's proceed to the next step. Bring out the wedding gifts prepared for the bride." The staff pushed me aside rudely. I watched helplessly as Luca was about to transfer my shares and properties to Sally. They were out of their minds! Mom and Dad had long prepared those assets for me. "All of that is mine. If you dare transfer it, you'd better be ready for a lawsuit," I warned. Luca's hand paused for a moment over the document, but he proceeded to sign his name resolutely once he got over his hesitance. He declared, "Mom and Dad said this is for my sister, and my sister is Sally. St