Las Cadenas Del Rey の小説・ストーリー

(Sexual Content) Cayden I have been King since I was 122 years old over a thousand years ago after my father stepped down, this was due to growing tired of politics and the fact that he hated King Roman for assassinating King Aidan. Aidan was one of my good friends for many years before he became King, we grew up together, and then his father died in the civil war among the species. His Beta Roman, our close friend, betrayed him and took his life, his mate, and his Kingdom, and no one saw it coming. When we found out, it was already too late and if not for Addison, Aidan, and the others would have been lost to us, forever. Addison was smart enough to get our blood to create the spell that pr

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

Ardina dodged very quickly. The King of the Hereafter was furious that his catch failed to make him imprisoned. Ardina ran from the right side towards the King of the Hereafter and attacked again. But the King of the Hereafter does not remain silent to face the woman who has ruined the Hereafter. The King of the Hereafter threw the rope made of gold. It is said that the rope has the power to make the creatures in that world want the golden rope. But no one can get that special gold rope. Only the King of the Hereafter managed to get it.

“Your Majesty…I bring into your presence Katarina D’Basille, the demon that has been claimed by Prince Ruben, as requested.” Kat caught the eye of one of the women who was lying just in front of her. Her eyes were sad and held a resigned to fate expression that Kat recognised well as a reflection of her own up until just lately. Kat noticed that all the women had identical collars around their necks that held the King’s regalia and colours of red, black and gold. Kat startled when the King spoke. “Thank you, General.” His voice was incredibly deep, like a neutral growl permanently in it but it hit you like a smooth cascade of water washing over you and tickling your skin. “And the chains?” H

Whatever fragment had struck me had struck him as well. Before anyone could process what was happening, another presence crashed into the courtyard like wildfire. The temperature rose so abruptly that several nearby students stepped back with startled cries. Heat rolled across the air in scorching waves, pushing against Lucian’s icy mana with explosive force. I turned just in time to see him descending from the upper terrace as though gravity itself had become optional. Black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile far too amused for the chaos unfolding around us. Even without introduction, I knew. Kael. Another Crown King. His presence felt like controlled destruction—beautiful, reckless, and d

Victor immediately ran to get the pure white outfit. Costumes with capes with very large hats are often seen in Western fantasy stories; people wearing them will have extremely high figurative character. Cyrus nonchalantly accepted it, then walked towards the van, didn't take a few steps, turned around and called to Claude, "Still not coming over to help?" He didn't know what Cyrus was going to do, so he just followed him into the car. Cyrus ordered the props staff to bring black ink, poured it into a basin, then dipped his robe in it, and ordered Claude to stir with chopsticks.

The castle's halls are adorned with tapestries woven from celestial threads, depicting celestial beings and celestial events, their vibrant colors seemingly alive with movement. At the heart of the kingdom sits Queen Estella, a regal figure with a crown adorned with stardust crystals that reflect the light of a thousand galaxies. Her long flowing hair, the color of the midnight sky, cascades around her, lending an air of mystery and grace. Queen Estella possesses an innate connection to the cosmos, her presence resonating with the celestial energies that infuse the kingdom.

the King's calm but lethal remark sent shivers through the room. "Place him in the center and let the bug unearth all his skeletons in the closet." "NOOOOOOOOO!" Casper's screams filled the room as he struggled against the royal knights. The King's patience was running thin. "Chain him." The knights followed the King's command, chaining Prince Casper so tightly that even the slightest movement would cause wounds, as the chains were coated in thorny particles. 'He's undoubtedly looking for trouble. If he's innocent, he wouldn't be acting like this,' my growing suspicion led me to this conclusion.

It was the King's Beta. “Beta Caden,” my father rasped. Caden’s face was unreadable, his steps steady as he approached. In his hands he carried a scroll bound with the royal seal. The room fell silent in that moment, with the only sound the creak of my father’s chair as he straightened. Astrid stiffened at my side, her breath sharp. I felt the same fear twist in my gut. It looked like the King had sent his punishment for us. Caden stopped in the center of the hall. His voice was deep, commanding. “By decree of His Majesty King Alaric, a special title is to be conferred.”