Hidden Monarch 소설 & 이야기

Jax asked while crossing his arms over his puffed-out chest and squaring his shoulders. “Why are you protecting this…this thing! She is a disgrace to the crown! She’s not even full blooded lycan! Law states only a full blooded lycan can wear the crown!” Koda shouts. “Should we get the King down here and have you explain your thoughts to him?” Jax said with a smirk. “Bring him down here. I do not…” Koda started to say before I cut him off. “That will not be necessary Jax.” I said patting him on his shoulder and then looking back to Koda who was standing across the table from me.

“No, I do not know. Please explain it to me.” “Because they’re animals…” another prince answered for him. It was Julian, the heir of the Quernstones, another kingdom outside the Empire. “No. They’re more than that. They’re monsters. We are their food; they hunt us for fun. And I do not believe, not for a second, that we are safe here, no matter what you say.” “If you can’t take my word for it, maybe the data will change your mind.” Henry took his phone and tapped it a few times. “I’ll be happy to send it to you right now.”

Despite this region being a hybrid territory, there are no more than ten full hybrids, and all of them are the current royal family. To give birth to one, both parents must be hybrids, except for the rare case of King Karl’s parents, who were a full hybrid and a female shapeshifter, managing to produce four full hybrid children. It’s difficult to birth a full hybrid and extremely challenging to kill one. No surprise the full house is around now, and since the incident, the king has been silent. His silence has led some of us to believe that the rumors weren’t true, and because none of the princes or princesses lives here, we can’t tell from their expression.

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

“Ple-ease, she’s just a little girl—” “She is your failure, and—mine.” He snapped. The room seemed to throb with shadows. Something more sinister than before stirred behind his cloak. It was neither a beast nor magic. It was him. A ghost. Once a brother to the King’s Court. Now, a phantom king of broken thrones and cursed souls. He inhaled deeply, the burn of rage simmering beneath his skin. “No more hounds. No more cursed beasts. No more hiding behind spells and pawns.”

she whispered. “What?” Her eyes stayed fixed on Dominic below us. “The Hollow recognizes him.” Cold crawled slowly through my chest. “What does that even mean?” She looked genuinely unsettled now and somehow that scared me more than everything else in this mountain combined. “The Hollow only answers blood contracts,” she said quietly. “Original bloodlines. Bound monarchs. Chosen anchors.” Her voice lowered slightly. “Not modern Alphas.” Another corpse hit the ground beneath Dominic’s hands and dissolved into black smoke entirely this time.

he continued, “is the Jadeite — the Arbiter. The Arbiter is the shadow of power — second only to the top. The most feared of all. The strategist who rules through silence and influence. They can veto any S-Class initiative, access confidential archives, and attend closed meetings with the Chancellor and the university’s secret benefactors. Beyond Stanton, the Arbiter’s reach extends into government, diplomacy, and corporations. They even receive a special diplomatic identification, allowing them to cross borders freely — a privilege that hints at something much deeper than academia.” “And finally,” his tone softened, “at the top stands the Blue Diamond — the Monarch. The king or queen of Sta

“You mean me?” I nod my head as I reply. “Yes, I mean you, Dylan, since the moment I first met you, there was something so familiar about you, right down to the powers that we both hold. You are my little brother, the brother that I never knew I had, and you are also A Dragon Shifter and Prince of the Dragon Kingdom. We are the Royal Heirs of the Dragon Realm, and Anna is carrying the next generation. This is why we must find this stone; without the blessing of the Dragon heart, Anna will never wake up, and the next royal heir will never be born."

Frederick pondered for a while—it made sense. A bigwig from the Imperial Capital went to such lengths to marry off his deceased son, specifically needing a woman born in a moment filled with dark energy. Selene was one in a million, with a rare Dark Soul. But it was ridiculous to go through all the trouble to capture her from Mirage City just for a ghost marriage. "Following these clues, I found some top-secret places where the Dark Monarch Token couldn't work," Melanie said. "No way! Seeing the Dark Monarch Token is like seeing me. How could there be places where it doesn't work? Unless..." Frederick couldn't believe it. Suddenly, a realization hit him, and he muttered, "The Drakonia Royal

While walking, Soraka's body suddenly felt uncomfortable. Soraka's form, which he could change to be small, was now slowly enlarging. The wings behind his back spread on their own as if being moved. "Aaa—" "Your Majesty, what's happening? Why—" "He has arrived; the fragments will soon come from all directions and approach Your Majesty Andy. Let's run and hide in the underground chamber quickly! The fragments will draw and absorb all your powers and bodies." Tolana sought advice from the royal council and asked all the people to hide in the underground chambers of their homes.