Got Who Is The Mad King Novels & Stories

J, the young man fighting with the outburst of the powerful intimidation the king let out. is this the power of the high king of Mavis Ancienterre? it is terrifying, horrifying and frightening. His father, Maddox once told him story about the high king of the Mavis Ancienterre. How he was been called the Almighty Guardian of Mavis. It is said His power alone, could destroyed kingdom. It is said, with a snap of his fingers he could take your life away now, that he seen it. Feel it. Those gossip which became myth, is now turned into reality. Indeed, the man infront of him is the high king of kings of Mavis. High king Edward Firestone.

King Alexander moved to hit the chair with his fist. “Undermining my authority. I am Anastasia’s father!” King Alexander shifted his jaw. “I am the king!” “I know, your majesty.” Maddie bowed to have King Alexander turn. He regarded her to see her change. Her skin had darkened from the desert sun. But otherwise, she was the same. “Your work has been vital. I’ll see to it your reward is handsome.” King Alexander expressed. "Without you, I would have never known." “It is my job, your majesty.” Maddie nodded, but King Alexander shook his head.

I placed Laurence's picture away. "Someone killed my husband and I just came back from his funeral..." Silent tears fell from my eyes. "Who killed him and why?" Lovina sighed while rubbing her face. "I don't know, no one knows what happened in the club... But Mad King is trying to find out the murderer... He will find him." "Mad King?" I scoffed. "He was fond of Laurence and he is going crazy now. Someone killed his heir." She smiled bitterly. "He has an uncountable heir, I had only one husband."

Even though I had never seen him before, his dressing, his physical appearance, the obvious strength in his being, the courage, the braids on his head informed me of who he was, even before he announced it. "I am Maddock, King of the Kingdom of Ver."

My eyes widened and I leaned in closer to him. "Do explain in details." I couldn't believe that was proceeding out of my mouth—No, I could actually believe it but I couldn't believe that at any point in life would I be seeking help here, good thing my father created a good label for me to tread on so I didn't have to do much. "His father was supposed to be Alpha before your father but was dethroned, he was referred to as the Mad ruler because he ruled with an iron fist and killed people for fun."

“Great. Is he being introduced like a bride at her own wedding?” Noah gave me a warning look. We entered the ballroom just as the Roll Caller’s voice rang out. “Presenting—His Majesty, King Damian” My gaze lifted. And locked onto him. The man from the piano room. Sitting on the throne. The King. Noah, unaware, leaned close and murmured, “Be careful, Aegis. You shouldn't make the mistake of underestimating the King. I heard he's even more powerful than any of his ancestors. They call him The Insanity. And he's almost as psychotic as you are maybe even more."

Before I could understand what was going on, he held me by the neck and pinned me to the wall in annoyance. I growled in pain. What is he even thinking? Is he mad? “Let… me… go… now…” I managed to cough out. But he held my neck even tighter, and his eyes darkened more. “Shut up. I will kill you here today. You think I am a fool? A fool you can just say anything you want to?” he spat in annoyance. I was in no doubt that what I had said had an effect on him. His reputation preceded his actions right now. Indeed, the Mad King.

What happened to him A black figure emerged from behind...My eyes almost bulged out of my sockets realizing who it was. No no no no...Adam fucking Black. This is The new King!!. My stupid arrogant, shady, most annoying mate is the king. That's why his dad looked so familiar except for his eyes. Now I am defiantly never gonna even try being his mate. Not like I was ever going to.

“Brother Maddox has told me about the misunderstanding. It seems that many people in the Kingdom are confused about the King’s identity. Tonight’s party will definitely solve this confusion.” He flexed his blood relationship with the King and went to greet other guests. Whereas I was riveted to my spot, awestruck by his attitude. He was the Alpha Magnus, a person well-known for his rudeness and bloodlust, yet he rescued a slave and talked to her nicely. Was I really dreaming? I pinched my arm and winced in pain, this small test proved me wrong. I shrugged off my thoughts and resumed my work, keenly observing lady Amara and her dad.

The field was filled with everyone at this point, even the warriors at the gate were present here. The sharp clink of glass silenced the crowd. A chubby man in fine robes raised his glass—he had to be their new Alpha. “It's officially been a year since the mad king crossed our paths, devouring almost everyone,” he said “And just like I promised, we got justice for our bloodline. The Mad King's brother is dead,” he said, his smile stretching cruelly from ear to ear. “What?” I gasped, my heart slamming against my ribs. He can't be dead. My legs buckled, but Azazel caught me before I hit the ground.