King Of The World Novels & Stories

Soon, the world will know exactly who their true King is. His name is Vincent, and this time, he was here to stay. ©COPYRIGHT 2025/T.MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

I used to play in them when I was a kid, playing hide and seek with my other friends and that was the perfect spot to hide but now, I'm actually sitting in one that actually works. "You're awake," The King's voice sounded from behind me and I turned to him looking at me. He gazed at me with love and adoration and I knew why. Of course I heard stories of the Mighty King Micah, the only man to have ever lived for such a long time, for more than 700 years. It is known that every wolf was blessed with a soul-mate, their other half except the King and that was why he became brutal, blaming their god the moon goddess for creating him without one.

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

After a few seconds, she brought her hands down, and the light was gone. “It’s my power. The Sixth Caste. The Alchemy Caste. I heal people directly with my hands,” Dr. Foster stated gently, concerned that I would leave the room any second longer. I paused for a while, still comprehending what had just transpired, before returning to Professor McLaren’s side. “When you said that I wasn’t in the human world, and I am here in the world of Olympus, do you really mean it? You’re not playing a joke on me or anything?” I inquired, my eyes narrowing.

“My Lord I didn’t realize you were here otherwise I would have brought the girls another day to get fitted.” The King turned his head to look at Lazarus, at the same time his eyes were off to the side glancing at Jezzebelle. His hair was well managed and was well past his shoulders. You can certainly tell he was an ancient his ears were pointed and when he spoke he had an accent. According to her father he came from France. He also had frightening fangs. The older you get the more the Bloodthirst takes it toll. The King noticed Jezzebelle was looking at him or more than less was studying him.

He grabbed Chloe's waist possessively, unable to contain his passion for this Psychopath Queen who was destined for him. "My world is yours to literally sink into, Chloe. We are leaving for Geneva," growled the King, kissing those red lips greedily. The apocalyptic capitalist war has just begun without a single drop of cheap bloodshed.

She said and left. With a sigh, Alexander left and went back to his room. He didn't have time to think about marriage. He had other things to take care of, like the war between Devon kingdom and the neighboring kingdom, The kingdom of Valeria. It's been going on for over seven months now. He completely hated wars and the first thing he was going to do when he becomes king is to find a way to end the war. **** Two hours later, the coronation began. All of the ceremonial traditions were performed. "As the queen of Devon, I declare Alexander D'Augostino the King of Devon. Rise my son!"

Chapter 69: Six Years Ago The West Kingdom was a land of beauty and strict traditions. Princess Victoria was the cherished daughter of the king and was known for her grace and poise. Yet, beneath her royal demeanor, she harbored a secret that defied her father's expectations. In the shadowed halls of the palace, Victoria had found comfort in the company of Benjamin Marlowe, the scholarly son of Head Minister Marlowe from the Middle Kingdom. Their clandestine meetings were filled with whispered conversations of their affection. Benjamin's intelligence and gentle nature captivated Victoria, and their bond deepened into a forbidden love.

Brax questioned as we both looked up at Ace. "Yes! My great-grandfather was king, until he gave it up." "Okay. So why are you telling us?" I wasn't sure of his goal, seeing how it wouldn't matter now anyway. No, Alpha will hand their title over. The time of a King is long gone. "I plan to reclaim my title. My great-grandfather was foolish for stepping down. I will get everything that belongs to me. One way or another." He stated, as if it were an obvious fact.