King Of Dead Novels & Stories

"I'm not impersonating anyone! I am Stellan Montclair! You can't do this to me! I want to see the king! I'll explain everything to His Majesty myself!" "His Majesty will not see you." Edmund's voice was flat and final. "General Montclair died on the battlefield. The king himself confirmed it. If you're General Montclair, then who died on the battlefield? Who did the king honor?" He paused, and his tone grew colder still. "Or are you suggesting that His Majesty was wrong?" That one sentence cut off every last avenue of escape.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

The death of her father and the betrayal of her brother was too much to handle for her. ‘ We have to find him’, Argus said with a mark of determination. ‘ Then we will ask why he did that.’ Selene nodded. People all around her were sobbing silently. The whole village outside had stood transfixed. No voices could be heard. No laughter of children. No chattering of ladies. The news has already spread. The sudden demise of their king has made everyone bewildered and traumatized. Karmen was a benevolent ruler who provided a good secured life to his tribe. He fought battles, looted rich nobles, and donated everything for the welfare of his people. Now his death brought confusion in their minds re

The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longing. - You haven't forgiven. Why? - he whispered in despair. William, whose soul was filled with the essence of the Black Moon Goddess, remained silent. The young man moved aside the hand that held the hilt of the Night Raven. A swing of the black sword - and the king's head rolled along the bloody floor. The headless body collapsed, dousing the brunette in scarlet splashes and leaving streaks of blood on his skin. William's face showed indifference. He looked at the corpse of the tyrant who had poisoned their lives for so many years. The villain whom they did not dare to hope for, but dreamed of defeating, and made an a

she said quietly, “its pain is lifted before it enters the next world. Hatred, vengeance, grief, and fear are left behind. Only peace crosses the Veil.” She looked toward the city beyond the castle. “They never reached me.” The realization settled over the courtyard like a curse. The restless dead were not monsters. They were broken souls trapped between life and death, still carrying every wound, every betrayal, and every injustice they had suffered while alive. Prince Caelan stepped forward, refusing to let sympathy cloud his judgment. “Then this proves it,” he declared. “She is the cause of all this.” He pointed accusingly at Nyx. “From the moment she entered our world, the dead began wal

“I told you to hurt her not to kill her, you idiot! What good is a corpse to us?” He shoved the man away, stormed to my side, and crouched. His grip bruised my chin as he tilted my face to the light. “Don’t die yet, pretty face,” he murmured. “Not until Rafe picks up.” But my limbs were going numb. My breath short. The warehouse tilted sideways and the edges of the world darkened. I was slipping. Until another kick jolted me awake. The leader held up his phone, reading aloud in a mocking voice, “I’m with Bianca. She’s having stomach cramps. Stop calling.”

he looks at her in the eyes, a tear was trying to escape from him, " I'm sorry for hiding it from you. You are a Madrigal. Your father's father is a Madrigal "But . . . Why can you see it if your not . . . having . . . " Elena couldn't believe . Couldn't. It's not tru "I can see it because I am the Deaths king son Elena froze. She must not hearing it right "I am Death's King Prince, princess Elena It indeed pained him. Elena couldn't decide what to do. Whether to be angry of him or to be furious of him. She thought a lot "Death deprived the presence of the living

She walked toward the bedroom door and opened it and the moment the door swung open, Kaein was standing outside. The Imperial Bodyguard immediately straightened, he placed one hand over his chest and bowed slightly. "Greetings to Her Highness." Elly--aka---Levara looked at him and for a heartbeat...something flashed through her mind. A memory and a funeral in rain. Thousands of people dressed in black, a coffin carrying the body of Princess Levara toward the Imperial Burial Ground and Kaein. He had been standing beside her even after death, his tall figure had remained perfectly still, his face expressionless as the entire nation mourned the Princess but his eyes...they had looked empty as i

This question was bothering him but he could not answer it at all. How did all… dead?! “How could this be?” King Abel was stunned as he stood there frozen in place. All his words from before were akin to slapping his own face. He had looked down on Nicklaus and the man just slapped him hard on the face by taking hostage their economy. This was hard to swallow. What was more had was that the royals they fought hard to place there were dead. He knew that Noah’s super soldiers were guarding them yet they were dead. It was laughable but this was not a laughing matter it was serious.

Getting dressed and getting off her last sex partner, she kicked the dust off what was left of each of them and went to take a long shower to get rid of the fluids. He took the communicator from his jumpsuit and contacted the king of the dead. Very interesting, thought a Lich King, king of kings, his race was immune to human diseases, because to begin with, they died a long time ago, but they didn't stay dead, others like him, are eternal, not even when they die, do they stay dead. They are leaders of a sect that promises the end of problems and eternal life, since the Sect itself belongs to a dead man, the dead king who has reigned for thousands of years.