King Baratheon Novels & Stories

I was sitting in the dark, eating chocolate, and waiting for the monster to come home from his war. The blue light of the massive screen flickered against the red LED strips of the room, creating a violet haze that matched the bruising in my soul. It was mid-afternoon, and I was spiraling. Jamie Lannister was a monster for what he did to Bran, and Ned Stark—god, Ned was a fool. Why didn't he stay in the cold safety of Winterfell? Why did everyone good have to die while the vultures like Joffrey and Sansa’s delusions thrived?

Because her father had made one very serious mistake. He had mistaken Mona's kindness for weakness. And worse... He had threatened Kane's woman. Kane looked out the window, his expression turning cold. That was something he wasn't going to forgive. Not ever.

I hardly notice them coming out of their rooms. I don't know much about their parents, I mean the previous King and Queen. As per the historical books, King Xavier's family, the Starkborns, has ruled over for more than four thousand years before King Edward came to show. King Edward's father, the Andrews Swordsman, was a very powerful vampire. He declared a war against the Starkborns, although the Starkborns won in the battlefield but King Justin Starkborns (father of King Xavier) gave one-third part of the world to King Andrews Swordsman, because he was impressed by his determination and honesty.

Brody felt uncomfortable and would rather not engage with them. “I don’t know you people, but I hope you get one thing straight. You won’t want to upset Mr. Goodbar. He’s pretty influential in Westeros. You should think twice before crossing him and his family,” Brody said with composure. He stood there, unflinching to show the grace of a powerhouse. It did not matter that the situation was beneath him and that the woman seemed to come from power. The Goodbars held sway in Westeros. Even Edmund would not disrespect them because the family was higher up the social hierarchy. The woman was no threat to them.

He tossed Styria into the wall and she quickly became unconscious, he broke Orion's back rendering him immobile and very quickly overpowered the rest. "You all had me going there for a moment", Baratheon said as he grabbed Rey by the neck. "It's you, isn't it? You are the moon alpha" Rey gasped for breath as he choked her. "Let her go", Luna said as she attacked Baratheon but he sent her flying with a single punch. "You are so weak and incapable. You led them here you little trash and they followed", Baratheon as he mocked Rey. "An alpha like Lucius wasted his time with you when he could be with us"

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

Darius curtsied. The man laughed, “Darius, the crowned prince of the Lakewood kingdom and the Alpha of the Lakewood moon pack, Your reputation precedes you,” the man curtsied to Darius as well. “allow me to introduce myself, I am King Barroc of the Silver lake kingdom,” “’ your highness,” Darius curtsied again. “I know you may be wondering what I am doing here or how I got here,” King Barroc said. “I am your highness, but I do not want to be too forward by asking,” Darius replied.

"The reason this person is after you. Did you in any way fight with someone over the throne?" There was no one to fight with. My father was an only child and then he married my mother. The only person who could rule over Ordene was my sister, and she wouldn't fight me for it. As per right, I was the heir to the throne. Mirabel wouldn't hurt me for the throne. Heck, she wasn't even ready for it. "No. This person's motive isn't clear to me, so it's a little difficult to know why they're hell bent on making me suffer."

There was only so much I could do on my own. Mom simply stared at me, clucking her tongue sharply in frustration. "You need to be the daughter he needs, Charlene. You need to care for the kingdom. This ball is an important event, with your father choosing Theon of Westerfell as our Beta." Theon of Westerfell… I had heard that title going around, binding him to the city since he had no memory of his past… I sighed heavily and nodded. "Yes, mother, you are right." I said, not wanting to argue.

Of course today was a double ceremony, a double celebration for I would be crowded queen. The archimoon (archbishop in human terms) came forward and Elijah stepped back giving up space for the crowning. A servant came forward and his hands was a pillow that held a scepter, orb and a golden crown although smaller than that of Elijah's. The throne room was silent as the archimoon spoke. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern and protect the Peoples of the Lycan race which includes the United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, Canada, Australia, Africa and of your Possessions and the other Territories and packs to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to the law?" He asked.