King Of Clover Novels & Stories

Her eyes shone with tears of joy, mirroring the intense, triumphant emotion radiating from him. Next, Queen Luna Adelaide Wolfe stepped forward. “This day, the strength of the Alpha King is doubled by the love of his Luna, and the realm is made whole. By the power invested in me, I crown you, Claire Clover, Luna Queen of Wolves. May you stand by your King and bring light and love to our people.” As the crown was placed on Claire’s head, the crowd erupted into cheers. Clayton took his Queen's hand, and together, they walked to the balcony overlooking the city.

Clover hates eating late. As six o’clock approaches, there’s another knock. Clover steps in and her top layer of clothing is gone. Shes now sleeveless in a fitted shirt and flowing pants, just clean lines. She looks unreal. My mouth actually waters. “You ready?” she asks. “Yes,” I manage. We head to the garage. I open the door for her. “Oh,” she says, smiling. “I like this car.” “It’s a BMW SUV. I know you like them.”

It smelt beautiful; freshly cut grass and honey. The presence next to the large green eyed man terrified Klara, the power and dominance made her want to shrink, become invisible. She hadn’t even seen him, she daren't look but she knew he had to be the King… the bloodthirsty, torturous, greedy King. But she had to swallow those thoughts, her whole life she’d been taught to despise and hate the royal family… they were imposters. She gulped “My King.” She bowed her head and then extended her neck in submission. “I'm sorry I came onto your land… I didn't know where to go.”

“That’s not completely true. You threateTed our security.” “What do you m-“ “My wife. You tried giving the Queen medicine, didn’t you? You tried to make sure she’d never have kids, right?” Count Clovis’ jaw fell to the ground. His evil plans began soon after the King and Queen held their wedding reception. If they successfully made an heir, the probability of stealing the throne would vanish into thin air. That’s why he made plans and carried them on. He decided to mix anti-conceptives into the Queen’s food.

“You’re still here, Clayton?” Clayton glanced and saw King Atticus IV, walking towards them with two of his trusted bodyguards behind him. He fully turned towards the king and bowed formally and reached out to wake Lily up. The king is already dress down, wearing some comfortable clothes and shoes, looking just like an ordinary man.

Clover smiled. “Then maybe we don’t need to separate anything.” The Forgotten King frowned. “What are you thinking?” Clover looked toward the mountains. “We don’t destroy the Void.” “We don’t give it to Elara.” “We control it.” Nyx’s eyes widened. “You can’t control the First Void.” Clover’s Eclipse Crown appeared. “Maybe not.” She looked at Kael. “But together…” Kael understood. “…we can.” ⸻ A distant rumble interrupted them.

Each leaf represented faith, hope, love, and luck—gifts to the finder. A perfect drop of dew clung to the clover’s edge, a tiny sphere reflecting Anna’s own face. It was grating, yet peaceful—though the sadness in her eyes was unmistakable. As she gazed at the clover, the air around it seemed to shift, as if something was stirring beneath the surface.

I couldn't tell if it was for Craig to leave or if it was for the King to move his fingers faster. Everything moved in slow motion. It was as if time was playing a sick joke on us. Craig turned to walk to the French doors. King Marvelon's hand dipped deeper into my underwear. Craig grabbed his cloak and put it on. The King planted a trail of kisses down my neck to my shoulder. I gripped his hand tighter. Craig put on his boots. King Marvelon's fingers crawled lower and lower. The french doors opened. King Marvelon and I gasped, filling our lungs with the fresh air. The King pulled his hand out of my underwear and straightened. For some odd reason, disappointment washed over me like a tidal w

"I want to see the high King fall to such voidless state. Kill his Queen" The Cloak man instantly stilled hearing the words came out from the Greatest Majesty. Kill the Queen? Yes he's evil but the Queen? He-- "You're attached to her? Cut the string before it becomes worst. You want to be my heir? Then kill the Queen!" The Greatest Majesty's voice bellows loudly. The cloak man gulped hardly as his face became empty. "As you wish, my lord." He uttered blankly with no hint of emotion.

Chloe immediately straightened, her expression softening into that manipulative sweetness she used like armor. “Mother, Father,” she said, voice coated in sugar. “Forgive the scene, I only rushed in because I was deeply disturbed.” Her mother raised a brow. “By what?” Chloe turned back toward us, then gestured with a dramatic wave toward me. “By her.” Lady Marrowind’s eyes followed her daughter’s finger and landed on me. Their stares burned. “She was… making advances at the king,” Chloe said with mock horror. “I saw it with my own eyes.”