Kings Path Novels & Stories

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

Their foreheads touched the floor. Katty Emerlinda walked slowly, dragging her gown past the ministers to the throne of the king. King Van De Fretas. She bowed respectfully in front of the king. "Your Majesty, I am coming." Katty said in an authoritative voice. "My dear, come here." The King of Van De Fretas said, then stretched out his hand. Katty Emerlinda raised her face and then took the king's hand. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other. After that, the king took Katty Emerlinda to sit beside him. "Raise your faces, look at the future queen of the Blue Kingdom!" King Van De Fretas said in a stern tone. The ministers spontaneously raised their faces and looked at

"The Kings will kill everyone if they didn't find the Queen" "But how did the Queen disappeared?" "Is she a witch?" All this thoughts were running in the mind of all the supernatural of different realm. However, no one dared to speak their thoughts loud. All they knew is that the Kings find the Queen yesterday and suddenly the Queen disappeared. The kings have gone on rampage since then. Killing everyone one who comes in their sight without the information of the Queen. The royal beta Damien and the royal gamma Hunter were currently trying to calm the Kings down but nothing was working on them. Their beast was going out of control making it difficult for the Royal beta and Royal gamma to con

"I suppose that's the best I'm getting." Dad chuckled quietly beside her. And then the expedition commander stepped forward. "Your Majesty." Mom nodded. "Report." "The entrance path remains stable." A glowing map expanded before everyone. Silver light traced a narrow route cutting directly through Bloodbury Forest. It looked frighteningly thin. "As long as the forest doesn't shift again," the commander continued, "..this route should lead us toward the central heart." Silence settled over everyone at the mere mention of the heart. Because that is where Eros was. The rightful heir and their rightful future king..

It looked majestic in every way and felt like another kingdom within the kingdom. Pathways stretched like tree branches along the floor, with each leading to various areas of importance. The horse raced along the marbled path leading straight until they were through two giant statues of kings, pointing the way to a four-floor architectural marvel directly up ahead. On getting to the building's front yard, the carriage turned to the side for the occupant within to have direct access to the entrance when they stepped out. The guards following the cart popped open the door and a lady fair as snow stepped out majestically.

Yeong steps forward to open a door, allowing Dyan to walk through it. When they reach the trail of the garden that leads to the chambers of the Prince, he mumbles under his breath. "Loosening up? My apologies. But I do not understand." "It's a phrase used in the human world. "The young prince smugly says. "Tell you what. Next time I visit their realm, I'll take you with me." The moment they arrive inside his parliament, Dyan relaxes his shoulders and stares at the girl unconscious in his bed.

We couldn't walk all the way to Devon, right? "I didn't know that the gangsters were from another kingdom." I said. "They are not, they are only hiding here. Did you hear our conversation?" Alexander decided to ask. "Every word." He hummed in appreciation. Then we continued our long journey. We did not say another word. The silence was uncomfortable but the king seemed contented with it. I was quite suprised that the king of Devon was treking. It's unheard of, for a king to go somewhere without the carriage. It was definitely going to be a long journey. It was at least going to be an hour's walk.

“Will you go out with me? I was gonna go to the park today but since you’re here –“ “Oh, God!” she exclaimed as she laughed and hit his arm playfully. “Don’t ask Him. He won’t answer for you,” he replied with a cheeky grin. “Fine.” “Really now?” She burst out laughing as she headed to the exit. Aidan noticed the glances people gave them. Somehow, his egoistic side was satiated that people thought they were a couple. Only the supernatural ones shook their heads and minded their own business. Nobody messed with a King. And her mark made them stay away too. After all, it was from a dragon – a powerful one at that and only Aidan and a few others knew whose it truly was.

I would say so if my goal wasn't to make them think that I am weak and retarded. "Come, the kings wants to see that you're still alive. Keep your stupid head bowed," one says and they make their way out. Their witch hasn't arrived already, has it? No carriages entered the palace gates last night, that I am sure of. So there is hope that the angel kings aren't ready to kill me yet. I follow the servants, taking note of all the paths of the Palace. I imagine that the secret entrance must be an underground tunnel, with a doorway that can be easily accessed by officials of the palace at a time if crisis. I wonder which of the paths leads to it.

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.