King Andrias Novels & Stories

Christy asked behind me, I have almost forgotten her. Adrian nodded, “exactly. And you won’t be sleeping with them together, it must be separately.” “So, the winner becomes the king forever?” “Nope, everybody deserves the chance to be the king so it only lasts for six months.” “And how long have you been the king?” I have a feeling I won’t like the answer but I still asked it and waited for him to reply. Adrian bit his lip, grinning, “a year and three months.” “Whoa,” I had no idea when I screamed, “a year and three months, that’s like three times the King?”

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."

One of the men once again said, but was held back by the king, who gazed in my direction with keen interest. “Aria , the liberator of my kingdom…” He stepped down from his throne and made his way towards me , who simply moved back. “…You really think you can become king huh?” I looked at his eyes and I could see the blue lenses. “Are you scared my king?’ I turned once more to stare at Adrian . This time, I took a cursory look at the man. I was certain I had seen this man before now, but I couldn’t exactly remember where I had seen him.

Alpha Adam asked, confused. "Don't you know what he is, Alpha Adam? He is the mighty king of the dragons. The one and only King Arabic Reubus from the Kingdom of Diaphora. A long-lost kingdom for millenniums!" That lengthy explanation, hopefully, would give these two some sense to think brilliantly now.

Kingdom of Riana Reign of King Orrick Levia In the cool of the evening King Orrick, a stunning pale, sturdy, middle aged man with long brown hair and short beards; rode alongside a tall, brown skin Riana Sri through a dense forest. The Sri was muscly just like King Orrick but he had a crew cut with no beards. They rode for a while then halted their horses when they came to an open land of white sand and a blue Ocean stretching as far as the eyes could see.

I looked at Lowell, who was now standing tall, even in his beastly form, receiving the homage of his soldiers. "So let me get this straight, you're a king too?" I asked Lowell, my voice flat with disbelief. "Oh no, dear, he is THE king," Derick said, stepping toward me with a playful bow. "This is King Lowell Lykoudis, ruler of the Lykoudis Kingdom, the firstborn, and the vessel for the most powerful beast to have ever lived—the great Atlas."

Her hand went still against his back, and she tried to breathe slowly. Kallias had already turned, and he grabbed her hand. With one tug, Adriana was falling into the water; his hands came around her waist as he steadied her. "Your Majesty!" "I've told you..." His thumb trailed the lines of her lower lip. "To call me Kallias." Her heart was beating faster, and she feared it would burst out of her chest. His gaze fell to her chest, and Adriana saw the tip of his tongue graze his lip.

said Kiara a bit reluctantly . The leader laughed at Kiara's words with a pleased expression as he stared at her . " So , you have heard of me . I am king Eskander of the vampire clan . Nice to meet you lady Kiara or should I say.............my daughter-in-law . " said king Eskander with a smirk . " If you really are king Eskander then why are you....... " said Kiar confused . " Why I am here you ask ?.......Why am I not in England ? Why am I not ruling my clan and my country ? Why am I not near my family ? " said king Eskander .

So this is who Theo took after with the temper. "What my Dear?" He nonchalantly stared at her,"This human is nothing special in comparison to a rock. She is useless to this kingdom." "Father!" Theo boomed with rage burning from his suddenly almost pitch black but gold ringed eyes," Enough! I will not allow you to ever insult my mate in my presence. Get out!" "Pardon me?" The man seethed as his chocolate brown orbs turned an almost pitch black colour like his son's, "I will not tolerate such disrespect, Pup. I am your father and former king!" He growled.

It's the only time I have seen him look so genuine, and it's when he is talking about the Queen. I guess the King isn't so bad, after all. "This celebration is not just for the royal family. It is for every citizen of Arcadia who has found their Match. You are the foundation of this kingdom and of this nation. You carry the next generation." There was another pause. "For now, help me in celebrating the upcoming union of my son, Prince Christopher, and his Match, Lady Vivienne, daughter of Robert and Rosa Mendoza Harper, humble citizens of Blackwood, Arcadia," the King looked at us again, hands outstretched, and the way he said "humble" made me think it was a PR way of saying, "Yes, they are