روايات وقصص ضمن Im King Of The World

"Goodnight Vicky.“ She shut her eyes and drifted off. Later after the confrontation between the royal members, Karla and Charles were having a word with Markus and Lauren in the private living room. The atmosphere was surprisingly peaceful. “The King of Devon is celebrating his 43rd birthday tomorrow and we've been invited. Now since none of the kingdoms were informed about you two's wedding, I suppose you already have an excuse to pull off." Asked Charles asked. “Is it important…" “Of course it is. Devon Kingdom is one of the rising kingdoms. King Alessandro has found some way of pushing his kingdom towards the top. We need to get closer to them, especially with our current situation with G

The man whose face I had just beheld in awe is none other than the King of Utrif. My mate is the ruler of a realm where rogues like me are branded as criminals, hunted and despised. Noah lifts one brow—a picture of complete and utter nonchalance. "I'm—" a rogue. He's the king. This can't be. There has to be a mistake. His arms are crossed. "Yes?" I shake my head and turn to glass wall. The moment I reach the end I realise I have no lungs. No breathes. There is no air.

conscience. “We’ve met crazier and more vengeful humans. Doesn’t explain this… soft-hearted thinking,” Karl replied, saying it like my soft heart was a foreign, disgusting concept. “Can you both stop speaking like I’m not here?” I nearly rolled my eyes, but Landon staring heavily at me like I was an enigma made me nervous. “See to it that this never happens again, Landon,” the king said, his tone becoming stern and his sight never leaving mine. “If there’s ever a next time, I will make them beg for death’s release.”

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

Without another word, he turned and hurried off to fulfill King Lucian's command. King Lucian stood before the large doors of the throne hall, his expression solemn. The guards stationed on either side of the entrance immediately recognized their monarch and swung the massive doors open without delay. As Lucian stepped inside, he held his head high, exuding the regal bearing expected of a king. Yet, beneath his composed exterior, his heart was heavy with sorrow and regret.

Earth, a world far behind in the evolution scheme, was their world's problem once again. The Five Ruling Kings of the Welkin Kingdom weren't pleased to know that there could be witnesses despite the inconvenient time the castle was attacked. And one of them, King Trevino, the fat and red-skinned, bald head Welkin, is conspiring to do something that hasn't been done in a million years.

"I intend to court Princess Izzy." A cheer went up and the room was filled with the sound of stamping feet and clapping hands. "I challenge!" a voice called. The applause cut off as swiftly. It was so silent that Izzy heard Drake's tail hit the floor in shock. A slim, green man stood and bowed respectfully toward the royal family's table. "Who the fuck are you?" Cristine barked. “I am the King of Ninth Planet.” He bowed again.

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?”

• • • • Adam's POV • • • "The princess must die after the wedding, so that my son will be the only legitimate King of the solis Kindom. With his forces combined to mine we will conquer the world, every Kingdom will be ruled by me and I will be the king of Kings." A malicious grin follow. The king is explaining his plans to Ishee, his best man, just then, an emissary barges into the throne room, the man is panting like a dog on orgasm.

For all, you know, he could hypnotize you right now to obeying his or this so called King's every command. How dreadful. Not that your life isn't anymore. Who'd have thought that one minute, you're arguing about how exhausted you are, and the next, you're being sold to a certain someone in a land that's supposed to exist only in fantasy books? Scrunching together what you've observed and gathered so far; You're in a world full of vampires that use humans as a walking blood bag. You're taking all this in quite nicely if you do say so yourself. "She's all yours." The voice behind you says in a grumble before their footsteps slowly start to fade into the invisible black hole floating in the air