I Alone Am The Honoured One! Novels & Stories

I could already perceive who it was. “You can come in, Selene,” I called out towards the door. “Yes, your highness,” Selene replied to me as she opened the door. Closing the door behind her, she walked into the small parlor, and as soon as her eyes fell on the moon crest perfectly sat on my head, the same look of awe and wonder fell on her face. She saw Adam kneeling with his head bowed and she immediately fell to the ground too. “All hail and all praises to Your Majesty, the chosen one destined to sit upon the mighty Alpha of all Alpha's throne. May your reign be supreme for many centuries to come.”

I feel invincible. Then the realization slams into me like a wave, and the grin slips right off my face. No. I stumble back, my heart racing for an entirely different reason now. This kind of power can only mean one thing. I rub my face with both hands, trying to scrub away the thought, but it’s lodged there now. I’m her One. I close my eyes, groaning. Of all the women in Haebradia, it has to be her? I let out a humorless laugh, pacing back and forth in the garden.

Her cold lilac eyes then stared at the man, who she thought was different. "I am something you'll regret losing. I can promise you that much. I am a gold. A rare precious stone. The hardest orihalcon you can ever find." She chortled and lazily sized Sisley up and down. "But you prefer ores, and that's okay." She then clapped her hands and nodded at the two. "Congratulations. You two are perfect for each other. Both are hypocrites. Have a nice day." She walked past the stunned male and female without glancing back, walking away like she owned the world. Though she didn't admit to it, she was bitter that something belonged to her was snatched right under her nose.

I built it for myself, but you are the earth's version of me. Petit Island is the name of the island. Now Close your eyes for a moment. Professor Prince Peter Justice Maclean is your name, and in the name of Adonai Jehovah Amen, I unleash the divine glory and authority you require as emperor for all twenty continents and beyond onto you. May people be terrified when they meet you in person and bow to you. I'm finished. Amen, I replied. Grandpa, when I opened my eyes and turned, there was a fire burning.

Ilyana's eyes lit up, and she smiled, stepping onto the center of the platform, catching everyone's attention. "Ladies and gentlemen," Empress Ilyana began, her voice resonating over the gentle murmur of the crowd. The soft light of the evening accentuated her regal presence, commanding attention. "It is an honor to welcome you all to this splendid evening. We are gathered here not only to celebrate the summer solstice, a time of light and renewal, but also to honor the ties that bind us together. The bonds we share—whether of blood, friendship, or allegiance—are the foundation of our empire."

Oh, that sounds very elitist even to me, but I have to do it. It took her a while to answer but she was left with no choice but to nod after. "Honorem accipiam, mea domina." [I will take the honor, my lady.] I triumphantly smiled, satisfied. And she's smart. I know that what I am doing right now would cause me nothing in return but for once, I want to make a change. And for some reason, I am getting the feeling that Aurora will be of great help to me in the future.

She stood seriously "call me di.." "di" She embraced him tightly and he felt his worries flying away. ' The god gave me the biggest treasure I could get in life. I will cherish it. From today I will be your shadow until death.' he pledged to himself raising his eyes to heaven. An unfamiliar man entered the scene. His eyebrows curled in anxiety. She turned and saw him walking towards her. He paused and unmasked. All the cobras respected him. He bowed in front of her " Captain of cobras in Amai, Naman bows in respect to the commander."

Like I was still the Alpha. We fell onto the bed and the moonlight spilled across the floor in long silver stripes. The goddess had given me a gift and I wasn't going to throw it away. Not for anyone. Not even for the woman who once held my heart. "I am the king" I repeated. "And I listen to my people."

“Winner—Rhea Collins!” The crowd roars louder. I’m on my feet. I don’t remember standing. King is howling inside me. Pride and possessiveness and absolute certainty.

I didn't consult a prie⁠st. ‍I‍ hel‍‍d the steel‍ c‌rown above Rhea’s he‌ad, looking dir‍ectl‌y into h‍er icy-blue, silver-glowing eyes. "Rhea of the‌ Southern Slu⁠ms,‍"‌ I said, my‍ voice s‌oft, ric‌h, and fi‌l‍led w⁠⁠ith a devot⁠ion so deep it shook my so⁠ul to its‌ core. "Yo⁠u are no slav‌e‌. You are⁠ no paw‌n. You ar⁠‍e my equa‌l, my sou‍l, and‍ my absolute r⁠uler‌. From‍ this d‌ay until⁠ the stars f‌a‌ll fr‍‍om the sky, you‍ are the Luna of the‌‌ N‌orthern E‌mpire.⁠"