King Tommen Novels & Stories

He stood up from his throne and followed the guard out of the throne room. As they exited the palace, the king could see a small crowd gathered outside. In the center of the crowd was a body, laid out on the ground. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized the body. It was Tom. The king felt a lump form in his throat as he approached the body. He could see the wounds on Tom's body, evidence of a brutal fight. He felt sick to his stomach as he realized that his best warrior had been killed right outside the palace gates.

Well, that was mean of her, but Astrid can't help but to enjoy it a little, how all those mighty and powerful men look at her with fear in their eyes. She finds Tamara in the main tent circling around the room with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes. She's never seen the princess to be anything but perfectly put together. She would have laughed if Tamara wouldn't have turned to her with a mortified expression. "Astrid! A guard told me we won. Tommen?" She asks, her voice sounding dry and hoarse, like she's been crying. "The king... ordered his execution. He was decapitated on the battlefield." Tommen was their enemy and Tamara didn't show any affection towards him, but now, the news

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

Don't judge. The 'king' had lifted me up and sat me down on the water bed. I wiggled my bum and smiled lightly. The 'king' was kneeling in front of me inspecting my toe. It feels so good- the bed, of course. Duhh... I still wonder, though, why Kane and Kay called him 'king'. I mean, I'm pretty sure he isn't the king of America, 'cause we don't have a king. Smart, Kasey. Really smart. Maybe he's some kind of leader from a nerd group and they call him 'king'. And that explains the castle? Shit, no. You're right. I'm always right. Shut up, ho.

“Fascinating. Lucien looked ready to tear the throne apart. And yet here you are, locked away like a secret he doesn’t want to admit.” Rowan released him and stepped back, expression turning thoughtful. “Do you know what happens to male omegas who catch a king’s eye?” Caelan swallowed. “They are… removed. Quietly.” “Sometimes.” Rowan tilted his head. “Sometimes they become weapons. Pawns. Lovers. Corpses.” He smiled, all teeth. “My brother has never taken a mate. The law forbids it, you see. A king must breed heirs with a proper royal female. Anything else invites challenge. Rebellion. War.”

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.

Tom submissively followed him to the elevator and both entered the elevator, his office is on the 25th floor, "Master, there is bad news." Tom stood by him lowering his head, Marcus creased his forehead raising his brows at him. "Do you really expect me to listen to you? you useless fellow," he yelled. "I am afraid to say this Master, but I request you please be patient and it could help you," Tom words trembled, he clenched his fist tightly, Marcus raised his hand, and Tom proceeded. "Master, King Cox's Kingdom was attacked by Kingdom Dragon 15 years back, That time Olivia was only 5 years old, Rumours are that the entire royal had been killed by the dragons or escaped the attacked successf

I can't wait to seduce him and show him just what he's missing. The king also stood there. Not completely healthy but a lot better than the corpse that lay lifeless on that bed yesterday. Looking at him closely, I could now see that he bore some resemblance to Domenic. They both had the same hair color, jawline and flirty smile though their eyes were different. The king's eyes were a rare shade of glowing amber while Domenic's is a beautiful glowing green. His face lit up the moment he saw me. "You must be Kate." He assumed and I walked closer to where he stood slightly nervous and slightly afriad. He seems nice, but you never know. After all he's Domenic's father.

Omen says. “We are the Largest and most powerful Kingdom amongst all for a reason. The moment our guests arrive here, our mightiness will uproot every cunning tactic that they have.” As my head security, you have to make sure of that. I say to him as I take out my favorite horse from the stable. “Yes, your majesty!” Omen says and I climb my horse. I and Owen have been together before I became king. His father, Richard, was the late King’s personal gamma and I remember Omen’s whole life’s mission was to follow in his father’s footsteps.