I Bought The Exiled King Novels & Stories

I sit up straight. Great-aunt!? That sounds like the joke of the century and I laugh, somewhat bitterly. I am a man known by many, yet unknown to none. To some, I am just Draco. Mostly, I am known by reputation– the faceless Rogue King, the mysterious land grabber, and many more that people cry about. Here in the Serbia Empire, I am Aleksandr Kresnik III, the new Head of the Dragon Dynasty and successor to the Serbia Empire throne.

I shouted, as more memories of Hazel flooded my head. *‘Darius!’* I heard her call in my head in her lovely voice. My name—my name was Darius McCallister. Not Sadie, not Joanne, not Dickson. No, I was Darius McCallister, the rogue King. Fiercely, I batted away the souls blocking my way, as I headed back the way I had come. The portal would close up if my three days were exhausted, and I didn't pass all the challenges given to me.

Not today, not ever. “King Kane,” he said, leaning back in his chair for a second before he stood to welcome me. “To what do I owe your honourable visit?.” “But you’ve got some explaining to do,” I replied, stepping closer. “I’m not here to reminisce. I need supplies, and you’re going to give them to me. After that, we know what next.” Marcus laughed lowly. “Sincerely, it’s not that simple. You’ve been exiled, King Kane. Your own people are hunting you. And I’ve received letters, warnings, not to do business with you. Do you know what that would do to my operation?”

said king Eskander . " What ? " said Kiara surprised . " I gave up everything on that battle and have been living as the leaders of the rebels here . Many things have passed . You know nothing little girl . " said king Eskander . " ........the king Eskander the queen has talked to me about always puts his family before anything else . That's the king Eskander I got the privilege to know through a portrait . Not the real one in bones and flesh with such a cold temperament towards the people who have suffered his disappearance . " said Kiara looking at him but king Eskander still remained cold .

I honestly didn’t feel like going into it any further. “And he exiled you because you rejected him?” The king looked furious. He was back to grinding his teeth. It couldn’t have been easy for my current mate to hear about my previous mate. I nodded, swallowing hard to get rid of the knot in my throat! “Yeah,” I sighed. “But he only exiled me after accepting my rejection.” I shrugged, and I could have sworn I saw a look of relief flash over the king’s face. He instantly relaxed, and I felt as if I could breathe again.

The next morning, cries and pleas echoed through the manor. From my window, I watched a line of black cars drive away. Inside were all the pack members who had tormented me the day before. "The King's orders. They are all to be exiled within the day," the butler reported to me. "They are never to set foot in the Northern packs' territory again." I gently touched my bandaged cheek, a cold smile on my lips. This was the price for crossing the Queen.

Dad. "I want to go home." I weakly pushed over the tears and my clogged throat and vocal cords, my voice and tone now resembling that of a child." Take me home." I sniffled. "I cannot, your Majesty. The king would have my head and I would be charged for treason, besides you're his mate. King Theodore needs you here by his side. You're our queen and luna, so I deeply apologise, but I cannot." She apologised, a hint of hurt lacing her voice as she painfully said those words. Unknowningly twisting the painfully lodged dagger in my heart, increasing the already unbearable pain in my chest, making me clutch at it to try and sooth the pain as the tears increasingly flowed down my cheeks, leaving w

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

For a heartbeat, everything held. Then the light shattered. And the Hollow screamed. Through the chaos, I saw the Exile King- kneeling, chained in runes of blood, his power pouring into the earth. Garrow stood over him, blade raised. “If you want your king, Sovereign,” he shouted, “come take him.” I looked at Kael, at Fen, at everyone who’d followed me here. And I stepped into the fire.

I mutter while inspecting the book. “King Eugene started as an ordinary citizen turned merchant. Then he took different missions from different Kingdoms and use the rewards to create the Pitchford Kingdom. At least, that’s the short version of the story.” “And that Owusu guy? Why is he here? Doesn’t he have his own Kingdom to rule?” “He’s exiled, and it's only King Eugene who accepted him.” “Exiled for what?” “Being a royal and a mercenary at the same time.”