King Of Corium Novels & Stories

Ciel continued. “If they stand behind you, protect them. If they stand beside you, respect them, and if they stand against you, defeat them." Jarvis proceeded. Kaizen slowly approached her; he hooked a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look him in the eyes. Brown met Crimson. “Always remember this, Roxanne.” “What?” She whispered. “A queen will always turn pain into power.”

It instantly started to bubble in response to the markings. "I Damon Bloodstone, Prince of Gardenia, summon the King of the Underworld, Balthazar Kolgrim." The temperature of the room dropped. My hair stood on end as black smoke pooled from the circle. It swirled around us, filling the room with the smell of sulphur. I wrinkled my nose, forcing myself to breathe through my mouth. I waited for him to appear, but then the smoke vanished, and the room warmed up again. "Well, so much for that plan," Kier scoffed, and I shook my head.

"Let her go. Please. You are siding with the wrong people." "Shut up! You are becoming weak. How can you rule when you don't have the guts!?" He pointed his dagger at his own son. When Prince Meruem approached him - still pleading, King Corona finally lost his mind and stabbed his own son. Prince Meruem sank down on the ground clutching his stomach wound. "I don't need you. I still have another son!" He laughed. His eyes seem like it lost whatever sanity he has left. "Once I deliver this Tamer to Kind Ferius, a new era will rise! I, King Corona, will be known for making it happen!" He let out a maniac laugh.

It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention. But what caught my eye the most was the golden crown adorning his head. It was a sight to behold—a symbol of his authority and status as the ruler of Arodona. The crown was studded with glistening gemstones, each one capturing the light and casting a radiant glow. Its intricate design spoke of craftsmanship and regality, leaving no doubt that this man was indeed the king. The crown sat atop his head, perfectly balanced, and accentuated his noble features. It added an undeniable aura of power and responsibility to his presence. I couldn't help but be captivated by the way he carried himself, his every movem

Heaving a sigh, I turn around again and stare at the sky. “Is the queen of Solar looking for the amulet?” I asked again. “Yes, it’s confirmed. It seems a lot of the clans are allies with her,” Charles explained. “Very well, she wants to take my throne. Let’s see how capable she can be,” I said through gritted teeth. I’m Nikolas, King of the Kingdom of Ciar. A ruthless king, hated by most. I’m 148 years old, and I have been mateless. My family? They all died long ago.

Whatever fragment had struck me had struck him as well. Before anyone could process what was happening, another presence crashed into the courtyard like wildfire. The temperature rose so abruptly that several nearby students stepped back with startled cries. Heat rolled across the air in scorching waves, pushing against Lucian’s icy mana with explosive force. I turned just in time to see him descending from the upper terrace as though gravity itself had become optional. Black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile far too amused for the chaos unfolding around us. Even without introduction, I knew. Kael. Another Crown King. His presence felt like controlled destruction—beautiful, reckless, and d

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv

But it was not made of jewels—it was forged from an inactive metal derived from the Blue Dragon Virus. “Wear it,” she said. “It will stabilize your blood pressure and connect your child directly to the palace’s defense system.” I placed the crown on my head. A powerful surge ran through my body. My vision sharpened. I could now see through the palace walls. And far in the forest— Hundreds of black vehicles were approaching. Rohing Singh struck the floor with his staff. “Soldiers of the Moreno Empire—awaken! Your queen has returned!” A deep rumble rose from beneath the palace.

"Not a slave's collar. A *claim* collar. Someone was making a political acquisition." "And instead," Kael said, "I walked in." The silence held the irony of that for a moment. Then Lyra said, with the precision of someone cutting to the center: "Who is C?" He looked at the document. *Handler: C.* Carver was the obvious answer and might be the right one. But Carver was Lord Carver's creature, and Lord Carver was the King's creature, and the King wanted Lyra dead rather than acquired, which made Carver an improbable handler for an operation designed to acquire her.

"You will be assigned to your tower based on the assessment that will take place in a few moments. We have five towers. The first is the Imperial Tower, allowing access to the best of the best—only predatory species allowed to prevent 'accidents.' The second is the Silver Tower, a newly built addition for our brightest tactical minds. The third is the Warrior Tower for the most promising guards. The fourth is the Heir Tower, for heirs who have not placed elsewhere. And finally, the Moon Tower, where the rest will be assigned." In the center of the stage, a massive crystal orb was unveiled, pulsing with an ancient, translucent light. "You will place your hand on the orb and infuse just a spar