Im The King Novels & Stories

But as I closed my eyes, feeling the cold stillness resting deep inside my chest, I knew one thing for certain. I was no longer just running from my fear. Something inside me was changing, and I would have to grow strong if I wanted to survive the kings who claimed me.

"Sol, there's no one born with the quality to be a king and there's nothing wrong with being selfish. What matters is how strong you are. On the day of my awakening, I was deemed as nothing more than a stain to the royal family name. A girl with absolutely no talent aside from her beauty and whose sole goal in life would be to give birth to more children of royal blood. But now, people praise me and call me the representative of all mana users. Why? Because I am strong." "You say that you want to protect us? That you only want happiness for your loved ones? Alright. But, be it me, Edea or Camelia, we all stand near the pinnacle of this world. Anything that can threaten us would be a mortal d

He angrily snapped at her, but she didn’t seem like she cared about his sudden fury. Instead, she mockingly smirked at him. “Depends on how you understand it, then, that’s it.” She icily replied. He clenched his jaw. “Stop talking nonsense here. Great thing that you’re here now, Arlan.” They didn’t even feel the King’s presence around them. He just appeared in front of the crowd. “Arlan, Raven, and Kage, follow me.” The King authoritatively commanded. “With all due respect, My King, Tamika, and Shanaia also need to be with us to explain themselves.” Arlan suddenly interjected.

It's like an oversized child being hugged. "I wish your suffering had been ended sooner... We don't fear you. We trust you with Karina. You completed the final shift. I remember that lesson in school. Only a being of pure heart who has experienced great suffering can become King... Welcome to the family, King Atticus," Dad says before he drops his arms and steps back.

I yelled at him again; this time, he was not talking to me while I was yelling at him. He looked downcast as he stood up, lowering his head slightly in the process. "Yes, I was foolish to think that having you would be extremely useful to me, since I thought from time to time you are going to love me. But I was mistaken; you are absolutely head over heels in love with your King."

Upon entering, he saw Kane lounging on the sofa—still shirtless. "I’ll take a bath," King said before walking to his room. Kane, on the other hand, was struggling to calm himself—and other things. His face was beet red, and he blamed the alcohol for all of it. The movie playing on the screen was supposed to be funny, but he couldn’t bring himself to laugh. He found himself funnier than the actors throwing jokes. 'Fine. I’ll swing that way and seduce you, motherfucker. Fall for me, and then I’ll steal your crown and throne, King.'

"Shut up!" One of the men yelled as he slapped her hard on the cheek. He had tattoos all over his hands and was obviously the leader of his little thug clique. "Are you going to keep denying that you don't know where he is?!" Loki spat out blood weakly. She was totally disheveled, her body was already feeble and she was exhausted about life already. These hopeless thugs might as well just kill her since there was no way she could know where her stepbrother disappeared to since the last six months.

Outside, the storm roared on, undiminished in its fury. Ember took a long, fortifying drink from the tumbler, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand in a gesture that was unapologetically raw, and finally allowed herself to look around his apartment properly—clean lines, functional layout, everything stocked and in its place, a reflection of control that bordered on meticulous. “You’re going to regret letting me in here, you know—disrupting your perfect order.” “I already would,” he replied calmly, “if this were a mistake in the first place.”

There are many people who want to flatter Cyrus, but Cyrus is the type of person that hasn't waited for you to approach. Besides, he was extremely quiet, even Jason explained that he didn't dare to brag in front of him, so Claude followed him quietly. When the models arrived, they realized that they had to shoot not only commercials but also MVs, with the main theme song being "The King", sung by Bridget Elain. The entertainment world is full of cases of "crossing the field", Bridget Elain seems to have the heart to sing. This online game theme song, in other words, is the debut of his singing career. If only he gave up plenty of time to focus on this campaign.

He had very handsome features and he definitely passed them unto his children. "What are you doing here?" A cold voice sounded from behind me. My heart started to beat very fast. I turned around slowly and my eyes widened when I saw who it was. It was the King! I immediately dropped my eyes to avoid his sight. " I said what are you doing here?" His voice sounded much calmer but I could feel his eyes piercing through my soul. "I'm sorry your majesty. I just got lost." I said. It wasn't a lie, I got sidetracked because I was busy admiring the paintings.