I Am The King Novels & Stories

There are many people who want to flatter Cyrus, but Cyrus is the type of person that hasn't waited for you to approach. Besides, he was extremely quiet, even Jason explained that he didn't dare to brag in front of him, so Claude followed him quietly. When the models arrived, they realized that they had to shoot not only commercials but also MVs, with the main theme song being "The King", sung by Bridget Elain. The entertainment world is full of cases of "crossing the field", Bridget Elain seems to have the heart to sing. This online game theme song, in other words, is the debut of his singing career. If only he gave up plenty of time to focus on this campaign.

He finds it strange that Aileen was silent, so he speculated that the lady must be up to escaping again or doing silly things again. All of a sudden, a lady jumped into him. It clung to his neck like a koala, then she asked, "Who are you? Say the magic word!" 'Magic word? What the hell is she trying to say?' says the confused mind of the king, but his mouth runs and utters, "Don't you know who I am? And, what's with that magic word?" "If you call me 'my sunshine', 'my queen' or 'my love'... Then you're hella' in!... Otherwise, names like 'you' or 'woman'... Then you're freaking out! Yah, hear me?"

This confinement is not the end, but rather the catalyst for my triumphant rise. In the depths of my imprisonment, the spark of rebellion flares to life. I am King Alex, and I will not be silenced. The battle for my kingdom has only just begun.

the king declarations as he starts eating and drinking. "Whatever." I angrily get up from where I'm seated to leave. "Call the maids to wipe all this mess." the king orders. "Your wish is my command, my kind." I sarcastically bow and I leave immediately. The maids rush in. "Wipe all this mess and prepare a room for me. I want to sleep in the best room in this palace has. I don't care who it may belong to. I want it." he says cruelly like the self-centred man that he is.

I said softly, dumbstruck and too shocked to move from where I was standing. The one I have been teasing and playing with is The King ' I'm fucked ' I stood grazing at him like an idiot

He was not a man I could see whenever I pleased. “Alpha Cassius Raven,” I said. “The man who will make his son the next king.” “Is this a joke?” The burly warrior that stood a head shorter than me snarled. “This is the Alpha King’s home, not a playground for delusional men. If you do not have an invite to show then turn back now while we are still being kind.” “You do not know me.” I gritted my teeth.

-The alpha king- *present time* Just like how I did not have the strength in me do much these days. I am already dead, in fact, I had died a long time ago. The only thing that my subjects and people of the kingdom are seeing is nothing but just a shell of myself. I have tried but it is very impossible for me to fill the hole that is in my chest. Why did I do that?! Was I insane?! I can not help but ask myself these questions.

I questions, my voice hoarse from my screams of pain. "I'm a King from another realm. I use my powers to disguise my territory, where other daemons roam free. I'm the King there, I run everything. And soon you will join me there," he tells me. Nothing about his tone, about the way he looks at me with that closed off gaze suggests he is lying, or that he is making fun of me. This might be true, I might be what he is telling me I am, and I might have to return with him to where he came from.

I take on an aggressive stance, readying to protect my unconscious males behind me. “The King would like to see you, don’t make me drag you to him.” The rebel with the scar sneers at me, looking down at my stomach. I would have jumped them by now but I can’t shift and I can’t endanger my babies, I need to play smart and I was intrigued to know who this self proclaimed king was. “King? There is only one King!” I spit out at him. He takes a menacing step towards me. I flinch slightly as his hand raises and touches my face. Brushing some of my deep black brown hair behind my ear.

A king shouldn't fall in love, a king should be there for his people, a king should take care of them, but I'm a king who's alone and bored, I'm a king who fell in love with a mortal and is trying his best to bring her over to his world. It's not an easy task, it's one that has been driving me to insanity, do I scream, do I cry, but crying isn't something that a king does, her being away from me, god, if you hear me, if you remember me, I need help, I need your help with her right now. I pray to god for the first time in centuries now, I downed my drink and decided to go check on them, I'll deal with this like everything else, head first.