King Of The Narrow Sea Novels & Stories

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.

They stood still watching each other’s face in contempt. “Is your dream really to destroy me and my kingdom?” King Hor-Aha asked King Iry-Hor. “Not only that, Scorpion King. I shall crush you and your kingdom to bow to me and you will help me crush the rest of the Sea People and the Nubians so that I can build my empire!” King Iry-Hor replied with his usual forceful face. And he brought his fist in front of him to make the point.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

Somewhere below, a man cried out before the sound was abruptly cut short. Another life erased. By Bruno Deluca. Lorenzo lowered the binoculars slowly, his fingers tightening until the metal bit into his skin. His city was bleeding, and every drop of blood whispered the same name. The Ice King. “They’re pushing from the west,” a lieutenant said behind him, voice shaking. “Three warehouses gone. Two captains dead. We’ve lost contact with the docks.” Lorenzo didn’t turn. “Of course you have,” he replied calmly. “That’s where Bruno always starts. He amputates before he kills.”

The whispers and excitement of the villagers, their songs of the returned princess, traveled far beyond the quiet confines of the fishing village, eventually reaching the ears of the blue-eyed empress. "Who has emerged from the depths of the sea?"

The King of the merfolk, a majestic figure with a strong jaw and piercing blue eyes, rose from the bubbling sea water. He gazed at us with a calculating stare, his voice firm. "I will not be drawn into the conflicts of the surface world. My kingdom has no interest in your petty squabbles." My anger, still simmering, boiled over. "You'll get involved, or the Goddess help you." I snarled, my voice torn between man and beast. "You'll help us find Jordon, or you'll face the consequences of the Earthen realm."

Andrius grew serious. “Is there any information about the sea beast king? What exactly is it?” Leon smiled wryly. “Everyone who has seen it is dead. There are no records. I only know that the sea beast king is enormous, unimaginably so. Capsizing a ship like this would be effortless for it. I just hope that the deity will protect us so we don’t encounter it.” Leon shook his head. Then, he started steering the ship toward that area.

“My name is James. I am the head butler of the Goven family. Your grandfather has been searching for you for years now.” Dukia couldn’t speak, she was just gawking. “He regrets everything that happened,” James continued, holding the umbrella above her head, “more than you can possibly imagine. He would like to apologize and beg for your forgiveness. He would like to give you what is yours.” He brought out a picture from his breast pocket, Dukia took it with trembling fingers. A little girl of about six years old, grinning on a swing. Her father’s hands pushing her from behind and her mother waving from a garden chair.

"Nakoa remains, and now, will have Zavian Anler joining us, the son of the past Noble, Fenrys Anler." I roll my eyes. I hardly want to be listening to this right now. Following the crowd with my eyes, I mindlessly trace their faces with my gaze, absently trying to take my mind off anything other than Kailor speaking. People stare up at him, enamoured to be so close to a King, most hardly listening to what he is saying anyway. A figure catches my eye, walking against the crowd. Narrowing my eyes, I follow their movements, their dark coat slung over their shoulders as they swiftly weave through the crowd. People don’t hesitate, most hardly noticing the shadow-like figure sweeping through, grac

Zohan loudly called for attention. "I have an important announcement to make," he said smiling. "Lucifer and Dyna come here," he called him close to him. "It's time for my retirement now." He said with a 1000 watt smile "I king Zohan, king of the Kingdom of Sea, hereby announces my grandson Lucifer the New and Young King of the Kingdom of Sea." Lucifers eyes widened in shock and Dyna and everyone applauded. "Congrats bro." Dyna chuckled. "I also love to announce, Dyna, My loving granddaughter the New and Beautiful heiress of the Kingdom of Whales."