Im King Novels & Stories

Don't judge. The 'king' had lifted me up and sat me down on the water bed. I wiggled my bum and smiled lightly. The 'king' was kneeling in front of me inspecting my toe. It feels so good- the bed, of course. Duhh... I still wonder, though, why Kane and Kay called him 'king'. I mean, I'm pretty sure he isn't the king of America, 'cause we don't have a king. Smart, Kasey. Really smart. Maybe he's some kind of leader from a nerd group and they call him 'king'. And that explains the castle? Shit, no. You're right. I'm always right. Shut up, ho.

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“Father-in-law...” “Y-you...” he pointed at King, his anger doubling. What an Insolent bastard! Who gave him the right to call him that? Ivan and Ian on the other hand were busy scrutinizing him, looking for flaws. They hated the fact that King was a lot more handsome than they thought. The aura around him was oppressive even with his carefree action, something they don't like. “Wow, so cute!” Luna exclaimed making King nod in agreement. “Oh, before I forget, let me introduce myself. Many people aren't honoured and entitled to know my real name but as my in-laws, I shall bestow it upon you.” he stood tall, looking at everyone and... “My name is King!”

And he has been thinking about this for 20 years, so nothing unpredictable can surprise us. You may be wondering who I am. Well, surprise! I'm not some damn rogue. I never was. I smell like one because I have the support of a witch who helps me mask my smell. Dominic Kyle was elected king 20 years ago but he doesn't deserve this title. He was strong, he was brave, but my father was more than he was. He was worthy to be our king but in the opinion of the council of elders this is worth nothing without that great heart.

He nodded, looking at Vidar as he continued to cough. "O what he he was talking?" I looked for Vidar. "Per what he you called in king?" His square jaw made a crunching noise. He hesitated per one time before in to respond. "He me called of a king because I am one.” My eyebrows if came together. Good, that it was news. "One king in what, exactly?” "King of supernatural. AND, in soon you will be queen." I blinked. "I am really sorry." I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “I think I must have misheard. Did you just say you are the king of the supernatural?”

The king didn’t just get people’s attention; he took over the room without saying a word. “King Aldrich,” Kenneth was quick to take Freya’s hand and welcome the monarch at the door. “This is my wife, Freya King. Freya, King Liam Aldrich Velmora.” “Oh, that’s right. His Highness has the same name as Kenneth’s cousin,” Freya noted. “So I’ve heard,” the king said with a smile. “Sorry, I arrived late. I had matters of the state to attend to.” Freya shook the king’s hand, saying, “It’s really an honor to meet you.”

I heard that Prince Allistair detained them after that day. "What is this commotion?" The stern voice of the newly arrived king snapped everyone's attention including Tori's. She curtsied after she stepped aside to make way, seeing that she was standing at the center of the path to the cathedral. "Blessings to the Empire's Sun, His Majesty, King Elpaim Eckrett." Tori observed the chieftain's rigid stupor as he gave way for the king, not even bothering to greet the imperial majesty.

He doesn't take his name in front of his mother. He doesn't know why she hates him so much. But no matter. For him. He will always be his hero. Zander King. The Empire king of this world. The most powerful figure in the entire world, the undefeated King.

Connor asked, as he frowned at me. “There’s a lot that’s happened, but on Kai’s twenty-first birthday, he was crowned as King of the Scottish pack, taking his rightful seat as the heir of the St. Claire bloodline,” Kiran said. “King?” Andy whispered, as his eyes found mine. “Kai, is this all true? Your aura hasn’t changed,” Travis said, and Edmund glared at him. “You will address him as Your Majesty!” He practically growled at Travis. “Calm down, Edmund. These guys have known me my whole life, trained with me, fought with me,” I said and put a hand on his shoulder.

218 "You have to mark her now!" Her mom yells in grief, an endless trail of tears gushing down her eyes as she pleads to the King. He doesn't say anything but he finds it very hard to ignore her words. He continues to stare at the little girl breathing her last few breaths of air. He's heart broken, and disoriented. Physically and emotionally drained. He's crying hard, but only on the inside. "I don want to hurt her." He then says, voice almost inaudible yet crystal clear for the girl's parents to hear.