King Of Despair Novels & Stories

There it is now you can go ha ha ha” “Can you stop being a dick and start working” Babi ordered while giving an eye roll. “whaaat I was joking. Besides I needed this badly if I didn’t replace it tonight I am dead meat by tomorrow. My father will kill me” “Then why did you give money to that stupid boy. All he does is drugs. He has money for everything accept for returning your money” “Come on! It’s not like he wants to do that he is heartbroken right now. He needs something to escape from his own mind. I can’t ask him for my money now.”

Chapter 13 Author's pov. “Pathetic incompetent fools!” The Rogue King, King Darius’ thunderous roars shook the underground chambers to its root. His voice was shaken with disappointment, and his scarred face was purple with raw rage. “How dare you lose them? How dare you get defeated by the Opal wolves?!” He was out of control, boiling with fury. Anger seeped through the pores of his skin, hovering above him like a thick cloud of smoke.

The heat rolling off his skin was intoxicating. "Mine," the King whispered, his deep voice cracking with a raw, savage desperation. “You! Mine!”

They’d promised me what I wanted: power, the throne, the right to shape this land in my image. They didn’t care who ruled, only that the veil be opened. And I? I didn’t care what they summoned, so long as it bowed to me. The heavy door creaked open. I didn’t look up. I didn’t have to. I knew that scent. Steel and fury. Grief burning under his skin. Darius. King of nothing. He stalked toward me, boots echoing against the stone. His rage filled the room like a second heartbeat. “I should kill you,” he said.

"I thought you've learnt your lesson but oh how disappointing,I thought you could be like your mother,someone with honour and prestige not an irresponsible ingrate like you" " So that's it then, you took care of me and tolerated me because you thought I'm mom or more so like mom,then it turned out disappointing right your highness?" King Decian clench his fist, infuriated by Adir calm attitude,angry at himself for having a little hope on him "You're doing all this, creating all this crazy scenario in my head so you could run away again? You'll be the king better prepare for it"Adir shoulders drop,the queen try to soothe King Decian but he angrily walk away.

[ IN WHICH SHE FEELS PAIN AND POSSIBLY DEATH ] NOVEMBER’S P.O.V — Envy has exited the room. She has left us with threats and burdens buried deep in our hearts. The residents in the Grand Alkhemi are bothered with questions. They glance at the King, shooting him doubting looks. They are waiting for what his response would be. Would he step down or not? If he does, what does the future hold for the Kingdom of Alkhemi? Or would he eventually find a way to take down the seven deadly sins once and for all? We are all thinking these things, and still, no one opens their mouths to question the King. No one is daring enough to do it.

Across the great sea of fire is the second kingdom of hell, “the kingdom of despair “. The guardian of this Continent is a two-headed demonic beast. He has a humanoid figure that looked completely like a normal human, except for his crimson skin color, two heads, and the twin horns on each Head. The king of despair “modus “is said to be an adventurer. If you want to see him, just go to any battlefield closer to your current location and you shall find him there. He frequents every battlefield out there. He’s not there to fight or create peace, but he’s there to gain the violence… that’s his job, and he’s very good at doing it. He’s the only one who’s not alway

Chapter 18 Temptation Reine~ He was a killer. The man who killed my father, my mother. My entire family and my people. Well, most of them. But why the hell do I feel sad when I think of making him pay for what he did to my people. The Kings were almost done with their drunken stupor. I walked back into the room and took a seat. The King of Latoli, King Herod smiled at me and stood up. "This is the formal Princess of the Kingdom of Icanar, right?" He asked and chuckled. I was beginning to hate this man.

She crossed the room and walked out the door, leaving the study completely quiet behind her. Damian stood alone in the center of the room. He stared at the empty doorway. A single tear slipped from his dark eyes and rolled down his sharp jaw. The untouchable King of New York wept in the silence, grieving for the light of his life that he had destroyed, desperate for a chance he knew he did not deserve.

And away from the Princess's life. The Princess kneeled in front of the King and begged pitifully to not chase the old couple away. The Princess only has them. So she stilled her heart and kneeled in front of the King. But the King didn't even glance at her way, before he strutted out of the room. The Princess continued kneeling. She didn't care if her knees were in pain. The pain on her knees could not compare to what she was feeling in her heart. She was in despair. She was disappointed. She was hurting. But her cries could not enter the King's frozen heart. The next day, she passed out, and woke up... alone.