King's Avatar Drama Novels & Stories

He knew if the king declared war on them, no matter how strong his warriors were, they would lose the war, as the whole realm would gather at the king’s order and he wouldn’t be stupid enough to pretend he didn’t know that a lot of people were not happy with their reputation as the strongest pack in the realm. He had no choice but to give up and agree to the marriage, and as if that wasn’t enough, the moment he had returned home, he had met Avi, his mate crying. Yes, he had a mate and he had tried to tell the king this, but when the king noticed that he and Avi were not officially mated as she had not been declared Luna neither had he marked her yet, for reason, he wasn’t ready to divulge to

“We want to tell you and get your approval. But I don’t see your lack of approval stopping us any time soon.” After weeks of loneliness, of second-guessing, of pain, his words are like a magic spell. A balm to an ache I didn’t even know I was carrying. We want to do this right, to use it to find the real murderer, but we also want to be wed. How incredible to think that and believe it. “Apologies,” King Kieran says. I whirl around to the foreign king and queen I nearly forgot about. They haven’t moved from their thrones, and Queen Raven’s hand still covers her mouth.

I pretended that I didn't see what just happened because I felt that was the best way to keep Avery safe until I could punish Jessica and her friends, “There you all are. The Grand Ceremony is about to start. Why did Avery run off?” Jessica plastered on a fake smile and put her hand on my arm, “We only tried to be her friend. She told us to fuck off and ran away.” I nodded and we took our places inside. “Thank you, everyone, for attending. It is nearing the hour of our birth. As customary we will speak in the order of our birth. I, firstborn Cassius Draco, accept the bid to become king.” I looked around and inhaled as I felt Asher vibrate. “I smell my mate, but she is not in this room.”

"And I have evidence, Lord Saxoni, straight from your mouth." They looked at each other, and their faces blanched. "No! This is not right! Our king is under the influence of that woman!" He stared at the cam, knowing he was staring at Elvira and the others in effect. "She is mated to the alpha king, too! It was only right that I condemn her! She will ruin us all! She doesn't deserve to be the king's mate!" Angered by his words, I signaled Dimitri to finish him.

I remembered learning that this was a sign of respect for high-ranking officials or royalty—positioning ourselves at the edges of the room, either individually or together. It wasn’t hard to distinguish the full hybrid royalty from their cousins. Their strides and auras were thick and effortless, and their beauty was striking. I obviously couldn’t gawk at them, but a careful glance confirmed it. Thankfully, I was just wall decor until the king arrived—or didn’t, as it seemed he might not show up. The hybrid killer was truly disturbing them, especially the loud woman, who seemed to be the king’s aunt. “Calm down, Aunt Viktoria. I’ve spoken to Landon. He’ll convince him,” a female voice said s

"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."

We looked at each other across the desk for a moment — across the maps and documents and the space that had contained, in the last two hours, more honesty than either of us was accustomed to operating in. "Aria," he said. I looked at him. "What I said," he said carefully. "About knowing about the mate bond since the throne room. About not telling you." He held my gaze. "I am—" He stopped. The word he had been about to say appeared to require more effort than he had anticipated. "I should have told you sooner." From Zaron Draketh, King of the Dragon Realm, three hundred and twenty seven years old and not once in living memory observed to have apologized for anything — those words were not sma

"You were tangled up with your best friend the whole time, and you're questioning me? And that wasn't a fight. I dumped you! I told you then, we were done." Vincent slipped an arm around me, looking entirely satisfied. "You heard her," he said. "Stay out of our way. Don't be an eyesore." Hendrick looked toward his parents again, searching for help. Neither of them responded. To them, a successor could be flawed, even foolish, but not someone who let himself be played so easily. Someone like that would only ruin everything. Cutting him off early was the safer choice. In the end, with Vincent by my side, I picked out a new wedding dress.

“Very well, my dear. Do without. I’m sure a nubile young nude like you will raise many a staff.” “You must concede,” Isabel urged. “A horrible garment is better than nothing.” “Horrible, you say? Someone else appears to be itching for punishment. Are you girls so bored that it makes you bold enough to defy your queen? Am I not a generous monarch?” “We’re a bit confused, Your Majesty. Is Ephron not the King?” “Not until I say so, girl.” They all felt they had gotten off lightly when Clara flounced her way out of the fire-damaged solar, clearly annoyed by Ava’s barbed query.

*Flashback* She extended her hand toward me as announced officially in her booming voice, surging with confidence and power. “I am presenting to you all, soon-to-be the King of Entalia and my mate! Maximum Dragomair, prince of Dragomair!” with that, all eyes in the room widened. Some audibly gasped in surprise, whilst some growled in disagreement. And some were smiling, happy for their queen’s new life. She held my hand in hers lovingly as looked straight into my blue eyes and whispered, “Believe me.” “Always,” I replied with a wink. She smiled before turning into her full queen avatar.