I Am The King Novels & Stories

he began, his gloved hands resting lightly on the armrest, “we are not here as rivals. We are not rogues or royalty. We are one power, against the weakness of the old world.” A murmur of approval spread. The Rogue King continued, “Those who stand with me will see their lands flourish. Those who oppose…” His gaze swept the hall, and though his face was hidden, the threat in his voice was a blade at every throat. “…will be forgotten by dawn.” The crowd erupted into thunderous applause. I clapped with them, slowly. This was my moment. I stepped forward. “My King.” Every head turned toward me. I walked up to the dais, till I was directly in front of him. I lowered myself to one knee, bowing my h

My eyes travel past her, and I swallow hard, feeling a knot form in my stomach at the stern look in the king’s eyes and knowing I’m in deep trouble. "My king," I try to say, sitting upright, my throat feeling dry, but I’m surprised when Maia jumps up and helps me lean against the headboard. "It’s okay; take it easy; you are safe now," she says, and I look up at her, still trying to figure out what’s going on, seeing she's not herself. The king steps forward and speaks in a low voice. "What’s your name?" "Kyros, Your Majesty," "Kyros do you have a last name?"

He reached out a tentative hand and poked King in the shoulder. King blinked but didn't move. "What are you?" Frank asked. King took a deep breath. "My mama said that my name is King Russell. My Papa said I'm King of the Underworld." He smiled. "You can call me King of the Underworld." Alexis burst out laughing.

He stands on the roof of his car and raised his hands towards the sky. “All the evil forces, all the cunning beasts, and my slaves. The night I am waiting for so many years. The night of my triumph. My victory of becoming a King is near. He roared loud while extending his hands towards the sky. “I Am King Alpha. I am the most powerful Alpha. You all will be my slaves. You all will be controlled. I will king of all the kingdoms". He roared with pride.

I try to hide my shaking as I face the group. "I won't lie to you," I start, my voice clear. "I am new to all of this. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm just a kid. But, I'm also a King, or I was, once. Maybe I'll be that person again, or maybe not." I'm rambling, so I pause to collect my thoughts.

i said with anger while looking at him "yes indeed i am a king their is no doubt in it but you can talk to me in any way but only when we are alone " " really so it means that i am your wife when we are alone and i am nothing to you when we are infront of people ha " i said and now i was fully turned towards him . "i didn,t said that i said their are some rules you have to follow like others you can,t disrespect me because i am also your king " he said to her still looking in the front. " no you are wrong you are not my king and you will never be, get that in your mind " he stopped the car and turned towrds me

Dyan assumes the name belonged to the deceased corpse and he scowls bitterly. Aziel Basileus may be the next person in line for the throne, but his obliviousness can be quite disappointing. He sighs. "Shak- yeah. Anyway, I'm leaving. I'll have someone fetch her later." "Thanks, hyung." - Your head feels like you've been run over by a truck. Groaning, you fist your hair to create some kind of release. What happened? "Good." A low voice whispers before they're clearing their throat. "You're awake."

She asked smiling kindly. "I...i am ..." then he remembered, 'can't reveal our true identity to anyone.' ,and said,"I am King."

Before she could do that, Queen Mother Meghan had already kicked the old woman and her grandson. "How dare you lowly people touch me? Don't create a scene. Today is the King's wedding. And even if thousands of people like them die or thousands of you all end up in the street, Country A will not suffer any loss. Country A is the biggest, most powerful, and richest kingdom in the world. Who could dare to defy us?" Queen Mother Meghan said proudly. After saying that, she ignored them and walked away from there but stopped when she heard the old lady say, "Remember, no one is greater than God. God is watching all of you. Everyone has to pay the price for their wrongdoing."

The room, with its classic furnishings and muted colour palette, provides a backdrop to the familial clash. I shake my head, a subtle defiance in my gesture. "Yes, I am a king, Dad, but I don't want some trophy wife who will sit beside me on the throne with no brain. I need a real woman, father," I assert, the determination in my voice resonating against the opulence of the surroundings. My father sighs, a gesture that carries the weight of parental concern. "Look, Henry, get yourself a real woman, but do it quickly before I put your brother as a temporary king."