I Bought The Exiled King Novels & Stories

I turn my gaze to the sky again What else could the last prince, who had no backing in the start, stand to gain from going to war and now taking on a case of national interest? To gain supports. First the military, now the common people. If he manages to turn the High Houses towards himself too, he would become a strong contender for the throne. No doubt that’s the reason he offered to let Dinah and I stay in his palace. “I’m not trying to hide my ambitions.” Lukas says easily “And of course I’d make a great king. I’m a war hero, I’m a diplomat, I have great hair.” “Then why aren’t you the Regent Emperor?” I ask, even though I’m aware of the most likely reason

“No. I decided at the last moment to stay home. Looks like it was the best choice I have ever made.” “So, what are you doing here?” “I heard that Prince Jeremiah was exiled and banished and since you didn’t pass the throne to your son... I am therefore here to state my Royal right and claim to take it…” “You can’t just take it…” Prince Jairo smiles and then lets out a loud whistle as he says, “Watch me!” The room is then invaded by many, many warriors. Prince Jairo smirks, “Aunt Isabelle, how about you avoid the embarrassment and just pass me that crown…”

In the shape of a starfish, the necklace held a blue stone in the middle. “Just because I am a siren, doesn’t mean I am powerless on land,” he chuckled. “Black Dragon, Odessa, the Atlantean Kingdom gives many thanks for destroying the second-in-command of the rogue army. We hope for you both to visit one day. My father, King Girard, has many gifts dragons would find priceless.” Creed remained expressionless, looking Thalamere in the eye. “Thank you, Prince Thalamere. That is most gracious of you.” I spoke for the both of us. Creed’s tight hold let go, pulling me up to his forehead.

"You tell your men to step out of my way. My son will have nothing to do with your daughter. Now let us pass" "You have refused to learn a lesson but I'm the King and I hereby strip you of all titles and wealth, I hereby pronounce judgement upon you; to go into exile and never return to this land. You and your son must never be seen anywhere near Dodo or your heads will leave your necks!" The King struck his staff to the ground to seal his word. Akiza was moved in anger and he tried to advance towards the King but the men in the palace pushed both of them outside and threw them outside the gate. Akiza and his mother returned home in anger. Shortly after they arrived their home they saw troop

I ask my handsome king. Ha takes hold of my hand as he says, "Jaleb has been exiled to another planet where he will have to serve hard labour." "So he won't be back?" I ask. "No, I promise you. You will never have to see him again, Megan." Halturian whispers in my ear. I smile as I say, "I'm just glad it's all over." Halturian smiles as he says "Me too, baby." Prince Galen looks at Sasha as he says,

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

With video evidence, the impact was far greater than the previously circulating photos and text from Price Corp. “What’s going on? Is President Price having a fight with his ex-wife?” “Just based on this, his ex-wife could totally take him down! I’m rooting for her!” “No way! You mean President Price’s ex-wife is actually Hazel Queen, the eldest daughter of the Queen family, and now the president of Queen Corp? She’s my new goddess!” "What?!" … It wasn’t a secret that Hazel was the president of Queen Corp, but Jonah had suppressed this news, so most people were unaware.

Jodie Stafford, the wealthiest heiress in Jensford, suffers a horrific car crash that leaves her paralyzed from the waist down, jeopardizing her claim to Stafford Corp. When the news reaches home, my adopted brother, Liam Gordon, drops to his knees in the living room and begs me to take his place in the arranged marriage. Holding my glass of water, I sneer as I take a step back. "Back then, you looked down on me—the real heir you brought back from the countryside—saying I was too uncultured to be presentable, so you forced the marriage alliance with the Stafford family on Liam instead. "Now that Ms. Stafford is paralyzed and a liability, you want me to take his place? Not a chance in hel

I breathed. "My people," he corrected. "The “rogues” you were told about that were exiled. The ones who did not fit in either kingdom. I became their king after Aldric stepped down neither of us knew about Lyra back then. She was still in Moonstone suffering under your mother's cruelty." Shame burned through me again. "Why are you here? Why reveal yourself to me?"

"No extradition. I bought a villa on the French side. Private beach. Gated compound." He turns to me, his eyes gleaming in the dashboard glow. "You'll like the sun, Thalia. It'll be good for the baby. Vitamin D." "You're delusional," I whisper, clutching my stomach. "You think you can just leave? After what you did?" "I can do whatever I want," he snaps. "I'm the King. Kyros handles the business here. I handle the legacy." He reaches for my hand. I pull away. "Don't."