King Propose Novels & Stories

As my first act as King, I name Royal Beta Michael Pike and Royal Delta Marcus Langley, temporarily in charge in my absence. Your king will fight on the front lines to defeat this enemy and, mark my words, we WILL prevail!* I closed the link, opening my eyes to see a shocked look on the faces of the men who surrounded me. “King Kellen, will you not be swearing in your Beta and Delta?” Councilman Smalls asked. I shook my head. “Not today, my Delta is needed in his position here and my Beta,” I turned to face Mike. “My Beta is needed by my side and the queen's side.” Mike nodded in understanding.

Upon seeing the Alpha King, the whole household and neighborhood went down on their knees taking a bow. “Long Live the Commander of the Four Borders of the Earth ! ! !” the community chanted. Adam waved his hand telling them to rise up as he moved to the front of Ken’s house removing his veil. “To whom do I owe this honor, my lord?” Ken asked, still trying to fathom what really brought the King to his palace. “Please pardon every excesses from my son, he’s nothing but just a little boy” “No, I don’t agree to that” Adam said, speaking for the first time he got down. “He’s more than a little boy and his destiny spans across the pack walls. He’s really a king.” Adam said, placing his hands on K

“Adrian Payne, I declare you as heir apparent of the Mountain Fire pack, to be elevated when the reigning Alpha sees fit.” Cameron drops Kenneth, kicking him in the small of his back on the way down, sending him sprawling across the floor. Stepping on his neck, the king leans over. “I should throw you in the dungeons for your insolence,” he snarls. “I am out of patience with you.” “You have no right,” Kenneth chokes out. “I am your king. I have every right. A reasonable Alpha would not deny a father his son…his heir. I have no room in my kingdom for unreasonable wolves.”

Don’t trust instincts yet. I ignore him for now, walking around Ben and Tessa, sitting across from them. The seat closest to Hope. Tessa and Ben straighten in anticipation. Clinton clears his throat, his gaze sweeping over us. “The meeting with the king was... enlightening,” he begins, settling into his chair. “The king is willing to support Tessa publicly,” Papa continues, “but there's a condition. He wants both the Blue Rock pack and the Lotus pack to declare their support for Prince Camille when the time comes.”

He watched Franklin fumble and fall before running out the back door. "Your Majesty, I humbly apologize for the wait," Alpha Kiefer bowed his head as he held out his hand for his wife to take. "This pack is a little too comfortable in their status," Killian scoffed as his eyes glowed yellow making everyone in the room kneel. "This entire pack has forgotten who truly rules and it's time you learn," His eyes glowed brighter as he stood up straighter and puffed out his chest. "Now that you know I am in charge, I am your King, we can get on to business," Killian held out his hand for me to take as we made our way to sit at the table.

Philip’s face darkened as he said, “I remember that there’s only one king behind the door in each zone. Why have so many kings of disciples appeared recently?” Leon sighed and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you only know part of it. You’re right in saying that there’s only one king in each zone who’s responsible for maintaining the balance and stability of each zone. However, that doesn't mean that others don't have the opportunity to become kings. For a kingship holder, not only does it depend on individual strength but also the choice of the door. Anyone who’s recognized by the door can become a king, and the king of each zone is a symbol of status. Many kings simply can’t be bothered to c

When he frowned and did not speak I continued. “Alpha Kings, as defined by others, are conquerors. They take a pack, either through marriage or force. They are Kings because in general –,” “Kings rule over a country and usually inherit his position,” DK whispered. “Exactly,” I said nodding. “We both didn’t fight to be the Alpha of the pack, we inherited them from our parents.” DK nodded asking me to go on. “Now, again, Kings in general are conquerors, hence, the bigger their land–,”

I rolled my eyes "take over the pack." "Cyrus..." the voice chided "if things go well, it'll be a mark on your ability to lead." Then with a dramatic pause, "I'd be more likely to consider retirement." I rolled my eyes at the statement. Hell would freeze over before that would happen. The King held onto his power tightly, he would never willingly give it up. It was the same conversation every time. He was just manipulating me to get me to agree. "as next in line I need to know you can handle the packs."

Year 801, Day 48. Map on the table. 7 Kingdoms. 6 white. 1 black. Bone Kingdom. 49% white, 51% black. The only place that voted to keep Command. Not because they loved it. Because they were afraid to stop. Its King, Kargoth Bone, 60 years old. Never lost a war. Never asked a question. His order that morning, shouted to his 20,000: “Obsidian lies. Asking is weakness.

the risk of losing her was nonexistent, as if he could take all the time in the world because she was already irrevocably his. He knew, of course, he always seemed to know. One thick forearm slid beneath her lower back, lifting her hips just enough to angle her precisely where he desired, the blunt heat of him pressing against her entrance, slick and ready, throbbing with promise. He paused there, not out of hesitation but pure intent, allowing the moment to stretch so she could feel the slow, insistent pulse of him, her body betraying her by tightening and opening in eager invitation without her consent. Her breath caught on a sound that began as a snarl but fractured into something perilo