King Tommen Novels & Stories

[ IN WHICH SHE FEELS PAIN AND POSSIBLY DEATH ] NOVEMBER’S P.O.V — Envy has exited the room. She has left us with threats and burdens buried deep in our hearts. The residents in the Grand Alkhemi are bothered with questions. They glance at the King, shooting him doubting looks. They are waiting for what his response would be. Would he step down or not? If he does, what does the future hold for the Kingdom of Alkhemi? Or would he eventually find a way to take down the seven deadly sins once and for all? We are all thinking these things, and still, no one opens their mouths to question the King. No one is daring enough to do it.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

He wanted everyone to be his submissive little bitch while he ruled happily. That isn't what a King is meant to be. Not a true good king, anyway. When our grandfather gave our dad's the title of being King, Tomoro became furious. Whenever I was told the story, I knew at that moment he snapped. That small connection that attached him to reality broke. He became the monster that he is today.

I snapped. "I do have the right to be here, my love, as I will be the future king soon." He smirked. Hamon, Mikhal, and Hazel were about to interrupt until Jabrel stood up from the throne. “You are speaking out of term, lord Matthew, as she can take that right away from you. You have no business to talk as you please.” "As you have no business dating a servant, your majesty."

One of the men that had taken you replied. "The king’s son is coming today." The other man stated as he watched you with sinister eyes. "Make sure she looks presentable." They strip the blinds away. Adjusting to the dim, torch lit room, you notice the stack of wet hay flooding the rough floor as well as the misty dark metal. You start to panic. How on earth did you end up in a dungeon! Looking up in horror, you noticed something fairly odd about the men. They all seemed to protrude long canine teeth that resembled those fangs of a vampire.

he replied as Jasmine grinned before taking slow stepped towards him. Tommy noticed how her eyes sparkled as she continued to stare into his eyes causing his heart to leap in enjoy, "Thank you for the gifts," she said finally standing in his personal space as he immediately wrapped his strong arms around her tiny waist, "No need to thank me, baby, it's my job to spoil you with expensive gifts," he said as Jasmine raised her eyebrows, "Oh really, and why is that?" She asked gently caressing his shoulders, "Because a king is supposed to worship his future queen," Tommy said as Jasmine smiled, "You're so cheesy," she said as Tommy smiled before pecking her lips, "But you love it, now get your a

But she could voice her "concern." My dear Elder Thorne, I write to you today with a heavy heart, not as a future Queen, but as a loyal servant of the crown. I am deeply troubled by the King’s recent… distraction. His focus is not on the stability of the kingdom, but on a… fascination with a certain servant girl.

Jace Kingston doesn't deserve space. I'm organizing my notes when the door opens. He fills the doorway like he owns it. Broad shoulders under a crimson Vipers hoodie. Dark hair still wet from the shower. Jaw sharp enough to cut glass. He smells like expensive cologne and something else—something cold, like the ice he skates on. Girls on campus call him King. They say it like a prayer. I say it like a curse. "You're the tutor?" His voice is low and lazy, like this is all a joke.

So this is who Theo took after with the temper. "What my Dear?" He nonchalantly stared at her,"This human is nothing special in comparison to a rock. She is useless to this kingdom." "Father!" Theo boomed with rage burning from his suddenly almost pitch black but gold ringed eyes," Enough! I will not allow you to ever insult my mate in my presence. Get out!" "Pardon me?" The man seethed as his chocolate brown orbs turned an almost pitch black colour like his son's, "I will not tolerate such disrespect, Pup. I am your father and former king!" He growled.

“Drogomor’s defenses are strongest here and here. If we attack from…” Suddenly, we were interrupted when the tent flap burst open, and a young scout stumbled in, gasping for breath. “Alpha!” he wheezed. “King Derek... he’s here.” I froze. “What did you just say?” My voice came out low, dangerous. He couldn't be here. He dared not show his face here after everything he had done to me, to my mate. “The Mad King is at the border,” the scout stammered in confirmation. “He’s demanding an audience with you.”