Herb King Novels & Stories

The sadistic laughter of the soldiers who carried out the sentence was engraved in my mind, and I loathed it. “I told you it’s not just rumors! The king’s siblings and cousins are here. I hear his aunt is too,” Sienna whispered urgently in my ear. “Really?” I stopped chopping the carrots and turned to face her. A few days ago, something shocking had circulated. One of the king’s brothers, Prince Samyl, was dead—not just any death, but a gruesome one. Despite this region being a hybrid territory, there are no more than ten full hybrids, and all of them are the current royal family.

Cutting to a clip of Alaric my older brother, the King, beaming as if he’d just won a jackpot instead of discarding centuries of royal tradition. I couldn’t manage to breathe until I heard myself murmur, “No. No, no, no.” I dialed him immediately. He answered on the second ring. “Elara,” he greeted with warmth. “Tell me what I just saw on TV isn’t real.” He laughed. Laughed! “I knew you’d be the first to call.” “Alaric!” I snapped. “You’re the King of Averelle! You can’t just give that up! For......for.... a hotel receptionist?”

“Only the last portion remains. It was saved for whoever falls sick during the drought.” “Bring it.” Trevor ordered. Shock spread across their faces, with murmurs of disbelief spreading across the crowd. “For her?” One demanded. “Surely you don't mean…” “We will keep her alive and use the herbs on her.” Trevor interrupted. Murmurs rose again. “Waste it on her?” “She's not even one of us!” “Better to spare the herbs for our sick people.” Trevor's eyes narrowed. “And tell me, who is the king?”

There, sat a man in a jester outfit, his leg crossed over the other, both of his forearms rested on the armrest and his eyes lazily looked at her own, his lips now stretching wide, flashing her his toothy smile, "Hello." "Joker?" It frowned again, "Seriously? You don't know me?" Emily shook her head in disappointment, "Not really, no." The embarrassment she felt for the man in a jester outfit enhanced the flushing of her cheeks and the reddening of her ears. "I am Grim, the king of the dead." She felt her ears perk as he introduced himself, "Why are you here?" His mouth widened, happiness evident on his face. He leaned slightly forward and pointed his index finger at her. "Ha!" He paused his

“My, it seems that Lady Himawari has found something interesting.” The Emperor said. The moment I heard his voice, I quickly realized that I’ve been acting weird ever since I grabbed this herb. I composed myself and lowered my head at the Emperor. “I apologize for my odd behaviour, your majesty. However, I’d like to tell you that I have found a very important herb that will allow me to help those people suffering from the disease. With this, I will be able to speed up the process and soon the patients will all become better.” I could hide the excitement in my voice. I knew that this was the breakthrough that I’ve been looking for. I’m glad that they managed to get this herb from the mountain

Melissa Alejandra King lived the life of an assassin amongst the Valshier pack, she was known to be the strongest and dangerous fighter and had the aura of an ALPHA. Micage Alexander King lived his life amongst the humans as a protector and unknown to him, he was protected was a trusted warrior of Queen Ivory, he was ruler over every human. A KING in the eyes of the many. Devaro Allen King born from Alovia and Alexander, an illegitimate child to the throne, he would do anything to get the throne even if it means killing his siblings. A fight for the title of the Alpha king, siblings fight and the creation of monsters. Who will be given the title of the Alpha King?.

I replied staring deep at King Erlendur’. “And why shall we let you have our plantation, you know we have many of rare herbs in our land which are main source of our trade with other Kingdom, we can face a situation of threat of getting medicinal herb and plant in wrong hand?” King Erlendur questioned me, his voice sounded very boyish but his expression and gestured were of that of much matured man. ‘That’s odd...’ I thought to myself but let it pass thinking that he was on throne from past 8 years which were sufficient to given him this maturity.

The king saw that Cynthia had put on her gloves and took off her mask. His wounds were a little more severe than the last time I saw them. The black scar had grown longer and seemed to have become deeper. But it wasn' t bleeding anymore; it was the fruit of Pearl Herb that had done the trick last time. "Unscrew the lid. " "What? " King Louis wasn' t used to people talking to him in a commanding tone. Or rather no one had ever spoken to him in that tone.

The guy said that reminded him of the man wearing the Hugo Boss, and continued, "He's just got lucky. If Jason could meet Henry Jackie too, he'd be no less than Ruber Johnny. " Aaron laughed and said, "It's true that time is stronger than people. How many people have met the towering golden mountain named Henry Jackie, like Ruber Johnny? I heard that once they receive their show, they are paid up to seven digits, or dollars. Sect's hand reaches out to all of Asia. Now almost every management company has their shares. created. What does that mean? It means the Emperor of the Asian fashion world. " Aaron narrated but splashed his saliva. Claude opened enough to watch some MVs shot by Aaron wit

Christine dared not disobey his orders. Seeing that no one else made any further bids, she looked at James and said with a smile, “Since no one else’s making a bid, this thousand-year-old King of Ginseng will belong to Mr. Caden. However, I’d like to announce that we at Herbal Biotech have decided to present it to him for free.” Hearing this, the crowd was stunned. For free? The crowd fixed its gaze on James. Who was this ordinary-looking man? Why would Herbal Biotech give such a precious herb to him for free?