King Of Dead Novels & Stories

“The highest there is. I am a king, but I'm a king without a kingdom, so it doesn't mean a whole lot.” “A king?” I ask in disbelief. “Seriously? You really have quite the opinion of yourself don’t you?” He just laughs. “It’s not my opinion, it is what I was born to be. My father was a king, his father before him was one…it is what it is.” “And where are they now?” “Dead,” he replies and lowers his eyes to the plate on his lap. “How did they die?” “They committed suicide.” “What? Both of them?” “No, not just the two of them. Six kings in all committed suicide since Moonstone took our kingdom. I am the last of the Dalton kings. That’s why Caspian wants me so badly.”

three women and two men, all carrying themselves with the tight and controlled readiness of people who have spent the last eighteen hours waiting for orders that hadn't come. Then the treasury holders, the border lords, and the heads of the ancient houses. They all looked at Edyrm when he walked in. He took his time crossing to the head of the table where he sat down, folded his hands on the surface in front of him and he waited for the silence to settle completely before he opened his mouth. "The King is dead," he threw at them, "And we are here to determine what's next for our kingdom." Time stood for a second, then everywhere exploded.

How the fuck was he going to get through the rest of the day? Diedre walked onto the stage dressed in her colourful ceremonial robes. As the pack witch, she was also their shaman. And as the strongest witch in all the territories in which he was King, she was the one who led all the other witches. Diedre wasn't part of any coven, but if she had been, she would have been their High Priestess.

announced the master of the banquet, his voice carrying across the courtyard. We immediately curtsied deeply and held our positions as the grand doors of the throne hall creaked open. All eyes turned toward the entrance where King Lucian Devereux emerged. His figure exuded regal majesty, commanding attention. His tall and powerful frame was draped in luxurious robes that shimmered in the twilight. The crown atop his head glinted with precious gems, but it was his face that drew a quiet gasp from my lips. King Lucian possessed a manly beauty that was both striking and captivating. His chiseled features, sharp jawline, and silvery gray eyes spoke of authority and grace.

" Sorry for keeping you waiting the king will be with you shortly ,He had an important meeting to attend , But please feel free to place your order and I will have it delivered to you right away " " Oh no thank you am fine " how can I take anything, When I don't even know if the king will ask for my head and besides this is the first time in my life am coming face to face with the king ,I really don't know my fate ,So I decided to say a short prayer in my heart . " Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please "

-HER- I couldn't get the encounter out of my head. I made my way home through the pitch-black, icy forest with my thumping heart and my worried snow leopard, Dal. Though I was most perplexed by the Lycan King's unexpected and odd hourly arrival in Zeifa. He must have been called here for a very important reason. I tried my best to block out his thoughts. I didn't want to be paired with the vicious monster that he was. He was a lycan, the King of Lycans, not even a werewolf. They had a reputation for being brutal and cold.

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

He added staring at Jeffrey. "My great king's and Queen's, I am sorry for-" Interrupting him with a wave of his hand. "Save the praises and sorry for next time just go straight to the point and tell us why we are all here." King draken, the king of the most strongest Demon clan said. "The Millennium Wolf King is dead." Jeffrey finally breaks the news to them. "That is impossible, I don't believe that, how can you tell me, us, that my friend is dead. It is impossible." Lucas, the king of the most strongest Wolves kingdom, Wolfe Crimson, said. He was representing the other lower kingdoms of wolves.

Coldness washed over the body of the old man and then, his eyes shut and his heart stopped beating. "Pretty fun. It's nice to visit the human world again." Adonis pulled away from the man and took a step backwards, his cold gaze still on the dead man's body. He was the King of all death angels, the end of every living thing. The end of the first living thing and he would be the end of the last living thing. He turned backwards and vanished away, into thin air. * "The Death King is here!" "He... He is really here!" "He came to the human world himself!"