Long Live King Von Novels & Stories

Edward pov : " Long live the king " " Long live the king " The crowd kept singing my praises immediately I walked into the court room just then Samuel walked up to me . " Congratulations your majesty on your victory today ,you made us proud today am sure your enemies will bow their head in shame " " Samuel I never asked you for your compliments tell me what happened in the palace at absence " " Nothing much your majesty ,it's just that your mother has been asking about you for a while now "

If King has a middle name, it's Badass. He carries two handguns, several knives, and a sword on the harness. The wide belt at his waist holds several more guns and knives. Overkill for sure. He could take out multiple humans with the strike of one large fist. He's such a Neanderthal and I can't help wondering if he grunts when he speaks. Bad Marinah, I mentally chastise myself.

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.

I asked him back who stared at me for a moment before he continued to whisk something. “I have life longer from ordinary people, so yes, I can cook like a chef” His answer caught my attention and made me want to ask what I had read in the book that he, the king, was immortal, many said that in times of war he had been torn, bitten, shot but nothing could kill him. “I’ve read something about you, you know” I start and he hums without turning his body to tell me that he hears me “That… That you’re immortal?”

“And why are you telling me this?” “This is the first moonball party in ten years. The last one was during the late King Lukas reign.” “If we engage this time around, with your achievements and power in Kenna, you would have higher chances of ruling… you could be the next king of Jamba Kingdom,” Volker explained and his suggestion caught my undivided attention. “You should consider this Alpha Everett, you will be a great king,” Jan added and I smirked. I thought of what he had said and I took it as a chance to step up my game in the kingdom. I guess it is time to go back home.

Half past midnight and the usually packed bar, Deux Visages was more lifeless than a vampire left out in the sun for too long. The sparse signs of life came from the few people on the dance floor swaying listless or grinding against each other along to the music blaring through the club's louder speakers. Audience or no audience, the music continued faithfully until the club owner decided it was time to shut down for the night. uch like the music, the few people who stuck around were the do-nothing regulars who would instead come in every night to drain the beer pipes instead of finding something better to do with their time. The owner, Oswald, never minded so long as they didn't go about c

A distorted, mocking chuckle echoed from the speaker, loud enough for the entire room to hear. "Don Valtteri," the voice of Marco De Luca purred, dripping with venomous satisfaction. "You look tired on our surveillance feeds. It turns out the great, untouchable King isn't made of stone after all. She really is a beautiful little thing, Karlo. Heavy gold silk suits her. It’s almost a shame to ruin it."

he called whispers passed around some in surprise and some confirming what they had feared “but do not fret I have lived a healthy life, I have loved and lost, and I have been given the most beautiful child that I am forever proud of, I hope for her and her mate to rule the kingdom in the e kindness they exude, long live the Kingdome of Sorex” he called raising his glass higher with the crowd echoing “long live the crown!” ~~~

"We might not be able to talk much later today since we might be made to do different chores and even if we have the same chores, it's not safe for us slaves to speak out outside, the walls have ears, especially since we live with Vampires and their ears can pick up every word. So now that we have the chance, ask anything you'd like to know." She said and I beamed. She was really going out of her way to make me feel welcomed but I still don't know if to trust her completely. Finding out stuff from her wouldn't hurt though. "First off, tell me about the royal family, especially the princes." I requested and she sat back a bit. "There's so much to say but I'll only give you the details. The Va

They were more brilliantly red than Norman and others. His gaze was forward without moving. And he was so serious and followed by about ten vampires. The three candidates came from the noble thirteen clans. But they treat them very politely. It was clear that this old man had a extremely high status in the vampire world. Who was he? Could it be... I was wondering his identity but I couldn't figure it out by myself. So I immediately whispered to Willie and asked, "Is this the king you were talking about just now?" That man was the only surviving third-generation Blood Host, the vampire king who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and had unfathomable power. This was the only one who co