Life Of Immortal King Novels & Stories

Standing beside him was his entourage of eunuchs and maids whose duty there was to make his appearance seem even more imposing. “Silence everyone!” The guard roared out again. This time with the king’s grandiose presence, everyone present observed a quick taciturn. Seeing the proper decorum, the king began his speech. “It’s a great honor for me to witness this magnificent change in the history of mankind. Millions of years had passed. A lot of people died in the hope of witnessing this day. Unfortunately, the heaven doesn’t decree so for them. I’m so fortunate that in my time of reign, the immortal realm which has been shut off from the human realm for millions of years would finally open up

Let the goddess know she had forsaken me. Let the whole world know the Alpha King was truly the beast they made him out to be. But I Was Still The Alpha and my rule shall last forever!! *** "The Alpha King is dead, The King is Dead!!!" Centuries ago, we had what we called the Alpha King, he was an immortal, blessed by the moon goddess to rule over her people, he was practically another god. But after years of ruling peacefully, he finally found his mate, just like his enemies wanted him to.

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.

I look at arles prepare urself and some men we are going to king moi tomorrow" What ? arles spit out the water I gave him King moi unlike ahmon is an immortal he has lived for many years. His kingdom was made of gold. If we decided to use car it will be a 4 days journey, and through run will be 3 days. "Off course" I answered ........

I couldn't help but snort lowly at the King's words. ...faith in the moon goddess and the decisions of the pairer to help us lead a good life- So far I didn't see anything good about being paired to that bastard. "After being infertile for a long time, it becomes more important for us to celebrate Calantha. I hereby order that the preparations for the ceremony should continue," The King ordered. "Before this session ends, does anyone have any subject on which they wish to put their words in front of the court?" The court speaker asked. My eyes instantly drifted to Embry who was sitting beside the Royal Couple.

Although he’d never ventured within, he’d overheard the servants within his household speaking of it. He stood in the snow, head shaking in slight disbelief. How could such a heavenly smell be coming from such a place? Did he dare enter that place of temptation? He may have been immortal but he was certainly not immune to the…bodily pleasures a woman could provide. He was no monk. It had been many years since he had sought out physical pleasure. It had never ended well for either party involved. It was not worth the risk of loosing control and murdering the unfortunate girl that had found her way into this bed. That had happened more than he cared to admit.

But that doesn't mean she's living the part, in her stories, the littles are more dependent and they are more on the softer side but not my little girl, not her of course. I was bored, it's not just the humans that get bored, we immortals get bored as well, we have all eternity to live through and being alone is very boring, being lonely is the worse feeling ever for humans and immortals. Being a king doesn't have its magic or pleasure without a queen, it's not the sex I'm craving, if I want sex, there are a lot of willing bodies who would lay with me willingly, but it's boring, it's lacking the emotions and the life in it.

Erik was now one of my captains. “We need to remain calm. They haven’t found bodies.” Yet. Erina. I no longer felt the soulmate connection to her, but it didn’t mean that I felt nothing. What happened between us remained. “Do you think the king has been taken?” an elder asked. Elder Muller shook his head. “If someone did, they made no demands.” “But the king is immortal. Right?” a captain offered, and a murmur of agreement went around the table. “Nothing could touch him.”

We abandoned what once worked because we didn't understand it anymore, and now I was afraid that same blindness would cost my daughter something precious. Where had it all gone wrong? Why hadn’t science built upon these foundations instead of throwing them away? In one of the footnotes scribbled between the lines, I found mention of a tyrant king, a man from Azrik’s bloodline, if the royal crests stamped beside his name were anything to go by. The one who wanted to be immortal, not metaphorically, but literally. Obsessed with defying death and ruling forever. It was said he watched his wife give birth, not as a partner, not as a healer, but as a spectator. He insisted she lie on her back, sp

It felt as though the rogue king was staring death in the face—and for the first time in his life, he believed that only the truth might save him. Still, he was willing to say anything, reveal everything, if it meant the White Wolf would spare him… if it meant the prophecy could somehow be undone. His voice trembled as he spoke, words spilling out in a rush. “The ancient prophecy says the rogue king will be immortal… that no one can kill me. No one—except one born of my own blood and flesh. Not a son… but a daughter.”