Human King Goetia Novels & Stories

“Prophecies written in the very stones of this land, buried beneath centuries of fear and denial. Of a Shadow Queen, born of banishment and betrayal, destined to rise from the ashes of her pack. And of a Lost King, who would guide her path, waiting for her awakening” Selene felt a profound jolt, a surge of realization that pulsed through her new form. A Lost King? The whispers from the forest had mentioned fragmented images, ancient texts about a forgotten ruler, one connected to primal shadow magic, a cosmic dancer of light and dark. Could he be the source of Malachi's power? The pieces began to click, a terrifying, exhilarating puzzle slotting into place in her mind.

Draco meticulously adds the blood into the contents of the pot. The other two kings and Elon's mother gather a few steps from the altar. "Your majesty, how shall we know when the magic is most potent?" King Andriel questions. "This stuff is otherworldly, thus you all need to follow my instructions to the letter. Otherwise we all might be swallowed up by the unknown," Draco warns. "Why do you need to understand anything here, Andriel?" Elon questions suspiciously. "You're getting any mischievous thoughts to take advantage of this ritual? Remember whose right it is to become the King of kings."

He goes to a table where a golden crown with white fur and red stones is on it, and taking it, he says: - Matthew King, son of Richard, son of Julius and Romeo and Son of Blessed, daughter of Reed and Alma, son of kings destined to reign over them. The blood of divine Werewolves, Vampires, and white witches runs through your veins. You are the representation of the holy trinity. – he places the crown on the innocent young man's head – You sat powerful, now rise as supreme King. Matthew gets up, and except for the gods, everyone gets down on one knee and says.

With trembling hands, I had broken the seal and unfolded the parchment, my heart sinking as I read the words inscribed upon it. The once cryptic message had become alarmingly clear, revealing a truth that sent shivers down my spine. Alpha King Hazel, the ruler of Blood Moon, had descended into madness, his actions veering into the realm of the unthinkable. He had begun turning people into corrupted beings, wielding a power that defied comprehension. Even worse, my beloved was not exempt from his actions, having been the very first to suffer under it.

A summons. "Join me," he said, his voice a low, hypnotic murmur that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. "Join me, and we will rule this world. We will remake it in our image. We will be the gods." Kaelen stared at the monster that had been his friend, his mind a whirlwind of desperate, creative energy. He was not just a king. He was a hunter. And the hunt was on. He felt a surge of pure, unadulterated rage, a cold, deadly fire that burned away the last of his hesitation. He was not just a king. He was an Alpha. And he would not be a spectator.

“The Royal Guard you brought in has succumbed to his injuries. However, before he passed, he kept saying we should find the run-away sea witch. The one who has coupled with the King of all Kings. She will know what to do.” His eyes lifted off the scribbles in the sand to us. The black shiny eyes that differentiated a healer from the rest of us were no surprise. “He said something else.” The merman frowned. “It was jumbled, so I’m not able to make out what it was. Not to worry, I already have people working on it.” Spoken like a true leader. “Have you ciphered any of it?” Aquant asked. A head of black and white hair floated with a nod. “King of all Kings is the name we refer to King Rainard.”

Alejandro King Lycan Former Alpha King, King of Lycans and werewolves Long Chocolate brown hair Sky Blue eyes Tall with strong muscular built 6'ft Power:- Alpha King, different kinds of power. Ivory King Magical Alpha King's mate, Queen of Lycans and werewolves, true heir of Davister clan and magicals Long waist length golden hair Amber eyes 5'6 inch, petty frame Power:- Antheia, the light flower, goddess of peace Clotho

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

When Willow noticed this, there was only one thought in her mind; this being was connected in someway to her baby. “This is Seth; the demon king and master of the underworld. He has come to aid you in your quest” Thanatos stated to Willow upon the arrival of the creature. What Willow thought would be the demon king happen to be a very fine young human clothed being with no spot nor wrinkles in his face. However, his eyes were pitch black and that alone made him scarier. Lucifer was filled with Joy and wanted the demon king to lift him up.