King Of Kings Novel Novels & Stories

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

‘ why don’t you satisfy my friends, my love? Cassandra looked at him in pure hatred. She was stalling every second, desperately trying to rack her brain to find an escape plan, but panic and shock had stupefied her brain. ‘ who are these people? Why are the guards calling you king?’, she asked, moving a step back. Karseus came very close to her. She could smell his foul breath and her body shivered. It made her dizzy and nauseated. ‘ They are the members of the League. I have provoked them to wage war upon that young blond curls whom everyone calls king. They have already accepted me as their leader and they will provide their arms and soldiers to accomplish my mission. Everyone wants to th

I hope those in the sky are doing well. “Kim and the others were there. What happened there? Why was the others so dark and lightning striking everywhere, the winds became strong. What happened? I don't even remember what I wrote in my novel at an incident like this. There are no storms, except when war comes. The storm was the power of the vampire king, but this wasn't war. Hopefully they are all right there. Where did the dragon actually come from? Why am I in the water with Prince Kim? I have to ask a few questions when Kim comes back, ”I muttered worryingly to the four princes.

“One out of three.” Fuck. I let my eyes skim over the first page and go through the basic introduction to the content of the book. My love for anything on paper kicks in soon enough and I let myself get drawn into the pages. The book provides information starting from the beginning of a certain year and goes on detailing the events that took place in that year and the next ten before beginning the next chapter. I read of powerless Kings and magical queens. Political upheavals and the line of Ashryn the Great.

“A few months later, Aima was ruled by the Counselor who is now the King. Aima currently has a very chaotic state. Hunger, poor health, and poverty, all hit various regions. This happened because the government moved to Lefko." "The counselor who has become the King in fact can't bring about any change. He only makes things worse. In the end, many people died, even the Queen herself died. All this situation was ultimately blamed on the Prince. It was because of him that Aima fell into a very deep valley. And this book ends with the story that Aima disappeared from history.” “However, strangely, Lefko also disappeared. And the newly built Kingdom, which is, the Antro Kingdom became a fast-mov

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

After rain, a rainbow—after old sins, a new beginning. --- Afternoon gave way to evening. The guards announced that only one hour remained. Nurul Islam played with Abrar, bounced him on his knee, told him a story: "Once there was a king. He had a very beautiful queen. They had a sweet little treasure, named Abrar. The king made some mistakes, and he had to live in the forest. But every day, the little treasure would come to the forest, take the king's hand, and say, 'Father, come home.'"

one barked. “How dare you show such disrespect to the Royal Bloodline of the Northern Vampire King!” Gabriel stared at my son, then at me—his face draining of color. “The… Northern Vampire King’s royal family?” He turned slowly toward my father, seated upon the high throne, his expression cold and impenetrable. And then—astonishingly—Gabriel laughed. “Isabella,” he said loudly, “so this is how you survived? You married some half-dead old—”

Empty. “Search the entire house,” he roared. Fear rippled through the mansion as men scattered. Bruno stood still, fists clenched, blood roaring in his ears. Was she in danger? Or— Had she tried to run? The thought ignited something primal. “If you’ve tried to escape me,” he muttered dangerously, “I’ll remind you why they call me King of the Underworld.” He stormed into his office and kicked the gift boxes aside, jewelry scattering across the floor like broken promises.

Noah whispered, “Ace?” “Stay where you are.” Something beeped. Once. Twice. Then every computer screen in the office switched on. A message appeared across all of them. YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT THE PAST BURIED !!! Noah’s blood ran cold and immediately had a cold feet Ace stepped toward the nearest computer. Another message appeared. NOW THE KINGDOM WILL FALL. Then the screens went black. For several seconds, neither man spoke. Finally Noah whispered, “I officially hate tonight.” Ace pulled out his phone.