King Of Pride Novels & Stories

"West Feral Sea declares proelium." Empaler Aegaeus fell silent, and suddenly remembered what happened to his parents when the West Feral Sea attacked the kingdom of Adrape Khiarzugu Palace. He was still young at that time. Ever since the Basileus of the West Feral Sea died, and his eldest filius, Prince Finn, took his seat. Now the new Basileus of the West, broke the agreement of the three kingdoms because he wanted to conquer the East Sea and the North Sea.

He stood so straight and tall, I felt proud to be his grandchild. "Are you the king? I asked. Everyone treated him as one but no one had spoken his name or title in front of me. His eyes lit up with amusement. "My dear, no, I am not a black panther, only a black panther can be royalty. I am the alpha of our pride, however, and my feline form is a lion." "May I meet your lion?" I questioned, always curious. "Yes, you will meet, but not now. I have many things to teach you and not nearly enough to time. Your mother says that you like to read?" He questioned.

King Valor's right-hand became alarmed and he quickly went to the center front, right in front of the Princes' table. "Gentlemen and ladies, let us warmly greet him on his fifty-eighth birthday. The Father of our Kingdom, King Valor!" Applause and music filled the hall when King Valor came out the door. The five Princes wore the same clothes as their Father king, only the color was different. If for the Princes it is navy blue, for King Valor it is red. Even though he is close to becoming a senior citizen, he is still strong. He did not yet need a few soldiers or servants to support his every move. He was still capable of fighting and leading Norland.

Unless-they were the ones who inflicted those bruises, or someone higher up had, and no one had enough authority to protect their Cabecilla. When King didn't respond, Kane asked again. "Those bruises, were they inflicted by someone from the organization?" He saw King's gaze darken, and he avoided eye contact. That gesture only strengthened his theory. "I'll tell you everything once it's all settled. When everything is over..." King's amber eyes met his. "I won't even ask for forgiveness. You can kill me anytime, or I'll do it myself." Kane was taken aback by King's words. He couldn't understand because King wasn't explaining anything to him. His chest felt tight when he heard King whisper af

Once more, the King repeated his words, this time with a menacing snarl. The vampires guarding the prison dropped to their knees in a show of deference to their sovereign, indicating their willingness to submit and not challenge his authority. Horacio stammered in response to the king's accusations, his confusion palpable. "I don't understand, your majesty," he managed to say, his voice trembling with fear. The king's anger was directed squarely at him, and Horacio felt the weight of it bearing down on him. The weight of the king's power threatened to crush his back, despite his own formidable abilities. To turn that power against the king was an act of rebellion and sin.

"By the grace and the one that choose by our Goddess! Our new King is not other than..." The crowed were all waiting for the announcement. They were kept on shouting the name of the person they want the most. All of them were wishing for the victory of their King. Severus could not deny the nervous that he felt at that moment. Meanwhile, Gregor sat firmly seeming like he was sure for his victory. He glanced at Severus and give him a brief smile. *** "King Severus Abrham of the Crimson blood pack!" The king shouted and the entire gymnasium were filled very happy hearing the result.

Preparing me for when someone else came It is take O throne in me. Your eyes me evaluated darkly. If it had to be anyone, I can honestly say that I'm glad it's you. You will be a worthy and fair ruler. I have no doubt that his reign will be one of dignity and strength. All seemed so sudden. AND your trust in me no returned that any less scary. Wait a second,” Kyle interrupted, “are you telling me that Alfa Vidar is king now? Like, with a palace and everything? All us We had to the same questions.

“Elena…” Matteo smiled weakly. “You were always the brave one.” Tears burned down her cheeks. “Don’t ask me to do this.” His voice softened. “It’s not a request. It’s a release.” The alarms grew louder. The holographic lion above them began to flicker again, the golden eyes pulsing faster. Lucia shouted, “The system’s rebooting! You’ve got seconds before it reinitializes!” Matteo looked at her one last time. “Pride isn’t about never falling. It’s about rising after the fall. Make me proud, sorellina.”

The kind of applause given by people who would sell me the moment it benefited them. I felt nothing. No pride. No satisfaction. Only— Exhaustion. Because the one person whose acknowledgment mattered— The only one who saw beyond the crown, beyond the performance— Wasn’t here. Still, I inclined my head. Not for him.Not for them. For dignity. The last thing this place hadn’t stripped from me. “He is a son I am proud of,” the King added. I didn’t react. Because he wasn’t speaking to me. He was speaking to the room. To the press.

The weight of the crown was a cold, familiar pressure against Kaelen’s brow, but today it felt heavier, more oppressive. He stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window of his study, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling, snow-dusted forests of his kingdom. From here, he was a god. The Alpha of all Alphas, the Lycan King whose word was law, whose power could level mountains and command armies. Yet, as he stared out at the vast, silent world he ruled, he had never felt more trapped.