Im The King Novels & Stories

"I swear on my mother, it's nothing like that. I know I was hard on Casey when she was here but believe me, I wouldn't want her to get abducted. Do you know what actually amazes me most? You killed Morgan because the evidences were clear. She did all of this... now are you tryna say that I helped her with it? Grow up for once guys and try to think straight." "Are you speaking to me in that manner?" The king made a threatening move. "I wouldn't dare your highness. But can you stop thinking the way you are doing now and try to think like a normal alpha king. You should be better, I expected more. I know you never needed a lover, I know you never wanted that bitch, you just wanted her to give y

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

I stepped to the front of my car to match them. They looked at me proudly and stepped towards me. I smirked secretly and prepared myself. "Long time no see, King." he said with a smile but the irritation could be seen in his tone. I felt sorry for him while my two hands were still in my pocket. And so he called me King is because that’s what everyone calls me. Because I am the recognized King of all Kings by all because of my fighting skills that no one can beat me, I am also the richest man in the world.

they started gathering around the parking lot as Kim Liam, the King of ‘Grand Imperial’, himself has came to drop his sister for the first day of her college. Until now, the three of the Kims has taken the superior position in Grand Imperial. Liam while his graduation and post graduation time was the King on Imperial Grand. He is still called the Real King because only his batch was having the most handsome bachelor males including Hanuel and Young Chul and beat them all and got the position of King.

Close enough that my lips nearly brush his jaw. “If you want to parade me around as your mate… if you want to claim me publicly…” I whisper, my voice growing steadier and sharper, "Then be prepared to make yourself my queen.” The word lands between us like a thrown blade. “Because I already told you, Kei,” I finish softly, my eyes locked on his, “I am king.”

“Great. Is he being introduced like a bride at her own wedding?” Noah gave me a warning look. We entered the ballroom just as the Roll Caller’s voice rang out. “Presenting—His Majesty, King Damian” My gaze lifted. And locked onto him. The man from the piano room. Sitting on the throne. The King. Noah, unaware, leaned close and murmured, “Be careful, Aegis. You shouldn't make the mistake of underestimating the King. I heard he's even more powerful than any of his ancestors. They call him The Insanity. And he's almost as psychotic as you are maybe even more."

“Sir Jimmy is very talented.” The king nodded and stared at Jimmy. “Let's go.” Jimmy smiled at his new friends and followed the king outside. “I hope you will tell me this story too someday.” King Taegen said with a gentle voice. “Of course.” Jimmy nodded nervously. “But I don't know if you'll like it.” “I heard you talking about a king falling in love with a handsome knight. I am sure I will like it,” he said, staring at his soft hair moving with the gentle breeze and covering his face.

“To them, I’m just… someone who showed up and took your attention. They think I’m a threat.” “You’re not a threat.” “I know that,” I said gently. “But they don’t.” Silence filled the room for a moment, then he moved, walking around the desk until he stood right in front of me. He stood a little too close. “I am the King,” he said quietly. “And my word is final.” I swallowed. “I’m not asking you to stop being the King,” I whispered, hesitating for a second. Then slowly, I reached out and touched his arm.

I could smell their fear, it was thick and intoxicating, feeling the whole room. “Wait, wait!” I watched the two remaining lackeys with dark calmness, their eyes widening in recognition. “You... you’re him,” one of them stammered, stumbling backward. “Yes,” I replied, my voice cold and measured. “I am him. I am the king. No one takes from the king.” My eyes darkened. “Now, how do you two plan to atone for your sins?”

Mutters the Queen, her voice so low I doubt anyone other than myself and Erebus could hear it. “Present yourself to the King!” The Immaculate Mother demands. My mate leads the way, stopping short of the King’s throne and bowing as gracefully as one can in this form. I do the same, only behind him, allowing his show of dominance to shield me. “Come closer.” The King commands. “Let me see you both.” Erebus does as commanded, leading the way, as I follow a few paces behind him. The light from the sun beginning to shine through the skylights, illuminating our path towards the King.