King Of God Novels & Stories

Later he did become king of the gods. I asked him, hopefully, when he might build it. But he was always too busy ruling the disputes of the divine. I felt the weight of what he carried, so over time I stopped asking. Turns out he hadn't forgotten the promise at all. He'd only given the garden to another woman. What finally broke me was the queen's crown he made for Lyra with his own hands. He pulled down lightning from the sky himself, used the forge of the fire god, hammered the metal for days. The inside of the crown was engraved, in the language of the gods—Aetheon & Lyra.

Everything was set up in such a way that by the end of Azalea's life, she had given a half—human half—god baby to the kingdom of Olimpyus Ossoron. That was the reason why sometimes Kingston still had control of the rozilog orb when he was in a state of anger, which the man himself did not understand, not even realizing he had human blood in his body. After his birth, Kingston was purified as a god and treated as a whole like the gods. All the truth would only be King Osso's secret. He did not approve of Kingston and Arcadeaz's relationship, thinking the full woman might suffer a similar fate as Azalea. King Osso did not want his son to be haunted by guilt, preferring to prioritize Arcadeaz's

He was a King and an Alpha to-be, but even still, he was what he always was—alone. Noah smiled from eye to eye. The weight was power. And power was something he never had a taste of in his life. And the second he did, he was disgusted that he liked it. "We await your first command, Ksei, my Alpha, my King," Elder Ginsa spread a helpless arm toward the crowd.

He didn't sound his normal self, his voice was like that of a defeated man, Madam Pudges thought. “Yes my king, I know who you are." She gave an answer to his question. “And who am I?" “You are my king, the king of Grenalia and the only true king and ruler of the human race. The savior of men from the hands of the crawl breasts that walks the earth in the form of wolves and the one who watches and protects his people just as a mother hawk watches over her youngs from up in the sky.." She replied, dishing out praises to him in the process to uplift his spirit.

22 A dragon! He was a god-damned, fire-breathing, humongous, large toothed dragon-kind Miaka had never seen a real dragon before and was as blown away by him as Kai was. Kai quickly jumped out of the way as the guy shifted, but even as a dragon, he was no match for a God. Kai - being a war God - had no real chance at losing any battle - dragons or not. Miaka ran to the small wooden stage to congratulate her hero, but her efforts were misplaced, she soon found, as the people of the town did not want to forgo the execution.

The Alpha king asked, taking another step closer, and Evren instinctively recoiled in fear as the king lowered himself, fingers going underneath Evren’s chin to lift the Omega’s head. Their eyes met for the second time in one night, and even though every nerve in Evren’s body screamed for him to lower his eyes, the sheer force of the king’s dominance pressing for submission, something else had Evren’s eyes glued to the king’s grey irises. Which, for some odd reason, seemed to have softened, but not with the tenderness one would gaze upon a lover. It was… No, it couldn’t be empathy; that was an emotion beyond the king.

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

"Where did we get it wrong?" "First," she began. It was a story she had told a few times. He was sure of it. "The wars were not led by men. The king was a god, as were those who fought against him. I hear your credence says the king began the touched, but I tell you it was alive long before that war. The king was a human made immortal by his actions. To protect us, he slayed a god and, after he had grown immortal, he led the lost tribes as their king. But the gods, in their jealousy and cravings for vengeance, waged war against him, demanding he submit to their will. When he refused, they fought. It is true that there were touched among his ranks, but there were also blessed and unblessed. T

" Tokpesi protested against the gods, the gods have decided to put me on the pedestal of pang! they have decided to cut off the posterity of my lineage, they... "You have not given me any answers," the King interrupted, "Topkesi, what is the problem again? what has our gods done to you this time? the King expressing his concern "if you wouldn't mind, please go straight to the point." the King spoke mildly to the heart-broken looking Topkesi. Topkesi, taken a deep breath and wagging his head sideways, said, "My King, how long should I wait before the gods Will give me an heir?" "as you can see, I am no

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."