Im The King Novels & Stories

"Your Majesty, I know you and the queen share a deep bond, but my father has ordered me that if I fail to receive Your Majesty's favor within a year, he'll send the maid who grew up with me to die. "Your Majesty, I did not come here willingly. If I had a choice, I would never have chosen to disturb you and Her Majesty..." Jeffrey pitied her, so he bedded her that night. I had long understood that he was the king of a realm. For the sake of his kingdom, he would have a palace full of concubines. He could not belong to me alone for the rest of his life. But that night, whatever hope I had in my heart had finally died.

My desire to marry somebody I cherished kept on dwindling day in day out. Imani stepped out of her room into the pool of moonlight ,listening to the demon as he paced inside her mind. IT IS TIME ,IMANI.THE KINGDOM’S MEN ARE WAITING TO SEE YOUR NEXT MOVE.YOUR LOVE IS ALREADY OUT OF THE KINGDOM AND THEY ARE IN HURRY TO HIDE HIM TOGETHER WITH THE PRINCESS TO A DESTINATION DIFFICULT FOR YOU TO FIND.TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVE BECAUSE THEY ARE DETERMINED TO HARM YOU AS PER THE PRINCESS’S COMMAND.

One of them even stepped dangerously closer to the King, his sword gripped tightly, and the blade raised higher and higher. The King was startled, yet terrified, compelled to watch the sword inch closer. Suddenly, the men halted upon hearing cries of agony coming from outside—someone was interfering with their mission to end the life of the King. They quickly dispersed, leaving behind a single man in the chamber with the King. "You worthless rebel! You shall pay for your attempt on my life!!" screamed the King, his voice trembling, "because I am, I AM THE KING OF ALMARIO!" Determined to leave a lasting impression even in his last moments, he wanted the world to remember that he was the one t

he began, his gloved hands resting lightly on the armrest, “we are not here as rivals. We are not rogues or royalty. We are one power, against the weakness of the old world.” A murmur of approval spread. The Rogue King continued, “Those who stand with me will see their lands flourish. Those who oppose…” His gaze swept the hall, and though his face was hidden, the threat in his voice was a blade at every throat. “…will be forgotten by dawn.” The crowd erupted into thunderous applause. I clapped with them, slowly. This was my moment. I stepped forward. “My King.” Every head turned toward me. I walked up to the dais, till I was directly in front of him. I lowered myself to one knee, bowing my h

A king shouldn't fall in love, a king should be there for his people, a king should take care of them, but I'm a king who's alone and bored, I'm a king who fell in love with a mortal and is trying his best to bring her over to his world. It's not an easy task, it's one that has been driving me to insanity, do I scream, do I cry, but crying isn't something that a king does, her being away from me, god, if you hear me, if you remember me, I need help, I need your help with her right now. I pray to god for the first time in centuries now, I downed my drink and decided to go check on them, I'll deal with this like everything else, head first.

His tone sharpened. I swallowed hard, trying to breathe through the nausea. The King wasn’t the original reaper because he made a deal with Death. He wasn't a reaper at all. He was the Keeper. “You captured Death,” I whispered. “That’s why he can’t leave.” “That is why he is mine. His power is mine!” the King corrected, stepping closer again, and I stumbled a step back, my heel bumping into my mother’s body. “The crown before was a joke! It was weak and crumbled so easily!”

It's hard to recognize him in that mustache. "Wait for my order." I muttered loud enough for my men to hear. I stared at King in front of and I smirked. Too bad he'll be dead tonight. Do you know why he's called King? Well, that's because he's the biggest and the boss of all mobs - he's the King in this game and in this game, you have to get rid of the top dog to be the top dog and that's what I'm doing tonight. "Three, two and...

Oh god lord help me, I sound like my own mother! “Yes ma’am.” Koa sounded defeated. The King was silent, just standing there staring at me. “Do you understand?!” I repeated myself directly to him this time. “I am the King. I take orders from no one!” He puffed out his chest and squared his shoulders at me.

The King gritted through his teeth as he held everything in him to unleash the demons that were threatening to come out. The man named Errol smirked in amusement. "I never knew the words of a child telling you the truth could anger you this much!" The king sharply stood. "Know your place, Errol!" He stepped down the alter as he advanced towards the calm man, smirking with pure amusement. "I am the true king of Arcelia and my reigns shall last forever!!" He sharply came before the man, his angry scent filling every space of the room, nearly suffocating.

I said softly, dumbstruck and too shocked to move from where I was standing. The one I have been teasing and playing with is The King ' I'm fucked ' I stood grazing at him like an idiot