King Von Birthday Mga Nobela at Kwento

The atmosphere was cheerful and lively, a very noticeable contrast to their regular days of work. All this enjoyment was all for one reason. The King’s Birthday. No realm in the world loved celebrating their birthday more than the Lycan realm. Huge festivities were always thrown a week prior to the event, dignitaries and wealthy influential people were always invited, and the entire pack would drink and be merry. Still, every ten decades, the King’s birthday would be celebrated by the inhabitants of his pack and his realm, no outsiders were allowed. It was a day for the pack to have their King all to themselves.

I feigned indifference, but my ears were perked up, hanging on her every word. "The Alpha King is throwing a grand celebration for the queen!" The entire place was aglow, adorned with twinkling lights and colorful balloons, all in eager anticipation of my birthday festivities. "Wow!" I gasped, trying to mask my thrill. "It’s your birthday, my queen!" they cheered in unison. I found myself lost in thought, pondering why the Alpha King had chosen to honor my birthday in such a grand way. Reflecting on the past, I struggled to understand the shift in dynamics; my mother-in-law seemed to have transformed as well, no longer a source of trouble for me.

"Too much? You guys are lucky. Your population isn't even half of ours. Anytime His Highness is in a good mood, he orders the Royal Kitchen to bake sweet pastries for the entire Kingdom!" "Oh oh, can you remember His Highness's last birthday?" another human servant asked. A female human facepalmed. "How can I forget? He made us bake two giant cakes and made the entire Kingdom stay awake until midnight to celebrate his birthday." "But isn't the Prince supposed to just hold a birthday banquet and invite Royals from other Kingdoms?" The lanky Elf asked. "Our Prince never does that. He prefers to celebrate his birthday amid his people." A human answered. "He camps in the town square with his bod

The garden fell into silence. “Good morning, everyone,” I began, my voice carrying easily. “First, thank you all for joining my birthday ball yesterday, and for being here again today. As you can see, Prince Alexander has recovered well, and we have officially accepted each other as mates. So now... I officially have two mates—Prince Alexander and Royal Commander Dorrin, both soon to be kings. Our joint coronation will take place in two weeks, and of course, you are all invited.” Gasps rippled through the room, quickly followed by applause.

Of course, she was only ten at the time, and myself only sixteen, so we were not able to be married until she became of age. When I reached the age of seventeen, my father: the King died. It was during a hunting trip to celebrate my birthday. It was something of a tradition for members of the royal family to go hunting for their birthday you see. Though that should be quite clear by how I often spent my birthdays doing just that. According to some of the other people there, they believed a stray arrow had caused my father's horse to rear up, and land on top of him. He was completely crushed by the beast, and the healers had told us that some of his broken ribs had pierced his lungs.

But maybe it was his fault because he had been rude to the Queen from the very beginning, he had told her that he would make her daughter's life miserable, and he understood why she didn't like him. King Sebastian had done a good job of organizing the grand celebration for his nephew. The royal birthday party held in the palace was a grand affair. The palace was decorated with colorful banners and balloons, and the hall was filled with the sound of music and laughter. The guests, who were all dressed in their finest attire, mingled with each other, sipping champagne and nibbling on snacks. The guests then enjoyed a sumptuous feast, which included roasted meats, fresh vegetables, and decadent

"Now I pronounce you Alpha Alexander Black, the new alpha king and the alpha of the Red Moon Pack." He put the crown on his head, and the whole palace roared with hard applause. Now he's the king, and he's now more powerful. When it's close to midnight, it's the time to celebrate his Birthday. The Omegas brought a huge birthday cake and sang Happy Birthday to him. He blows out the candle, and everyone wishes him a happy birthday. I feel extremely exhausted after serving and catering. I started to feel weird things happening to my body. I am suddenly feeling very hot, sweating, and having a tingling sensation on my ladies' part.

because that was my preferred birthday song when I was little. Kingston has sung it to me every morning. He would sneak into my bedroom early on my birthday morning, or spend the night just so he could sing to me and give me a strawberry-frosted cupcake. I was hoping we could keep that tradition alive since it’s my first birthday with him after so long, but no, Kingston isn’t here today.