King Arthur Book Original Novels & Stories

Hectic. This was the atmosphere at Prince Marvelon's home. Ah, the prince title no longer suited him. King Marvelon was his right name now. His power had grown tremendously overnight. Last night the royal summoning woke me from my slumber. No doubt, it did the same to all the other merfolks on land. King Marvelon, the King of Kings, ruler over land and ocean, ordered a census of merfolks residing on land. Young and old got the order. Even the location of where to collect the royal documents lingered at the forefront of my mind.

Welcome to chapter one of 'how to take revenge on the elf king 101', written by Sean Cooper, Sean thought to himself, finding it hard to control the smirk that threatened to come out on his face.

said King Arthur reading his statement, then handed a pin indicating the identity of the minister of war. “Thank you, Your Majesty. It's an honor that means a lot to me," said Harvey, bowing respectfully, then returned to his position. King Arthur took another large scroll, then opened it to give a statement to the others. "Alfred Howard," said King Arthur loudly. Alfred quickly showed his charm towards the King, so that Violet looked at him proudly from behind in awe.

Panic cut through the haze of heat. Arthur stumbled backward, his right hand flying instantly to the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his hip. His fingers fumbled against the leather grip. "Stay back," he rasped, his voice raw. He tried to draw the blade, but his wrist was weak, the steel catching in the scabbard with an uncoordinated, metallic screech. "I am your King, Malakor. Step back."

Arthur had always maintained his middle-aged appearance, but his hair was beginning to turn white. At that moment, Andrius understood that Arthur was consuming his lifespan to unleash a powerful forbidden technique. “Wolf King!” “Andrius, are you okay?”

"Sir… sir, hhh, nghh!" Arthur's biceps lifted my legs, which were clamped around his hips, and he kept shaking them. "Does this turn you on?" "Mmhh, yeah…" I writhed even more, overwhelmed by the stirrings that surged through my stomach, spreading to my heart. "I'm gonna your spot." "Sir, please… AHHH! After a warm rush had engulfed my entire being, Arthur relaxed, resting his temples on the mounds of my breasts. He could probably hear the pounding of my heart, filled with satisfaction and ambition.

I detest the idea, but it might be for the best. My father appears in the middle of the crowd as Henry drags me to the center of the circle and pushes me to my knees. He's had a damaged, faded edition of the Bible in his hand that he always seemed to have about him; the gold enamel on the black leather cover is completely worn out. He approaches me while holding up his Bible as if he were the most upright person who has ever lived. "You see the traitor before you." Arthur says ."We never expected the princess to return home. But she's here, and she has to learn a lesson, don't you think?"

, Arthit gave a thick book to her and she looked at the book like she was seeing an alien. "But why?", Darika asked confusedly and took a book from him. "It's a secret. You can reveal it after getting better", Arthit somehow understood her and her tiny head, full of innocence that made her understand his words. "Oooooo", Darika thought and moved out of his cabin while hiding the book under her frock. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

I didn’t know if it was because Arthur could trust me a bit more around the house or not, but since Hayley had already shown me the way yesterday, I was no longer in fear of getting lost. I thought I was going to head straight to Hayley’s room first, but as I walked towards the entrance to the hallway, I noticed another person standing by a bookshelf, completely oblivious to my presence. Arthur kept turning the pages of the book he was holding in his hands, looking at it intently as he worked even this early in the morning. He ran a hand through his midnight black hair, his brow furrowed in thought. He was muttering something under his breath, lost in a world of his own. On the wall, an orna

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.