Long Live The King Manhwa Novels & Stories

She answered and I spilled the coffee I drank. LUAN'S POV "For you, life is just a joke?!" The king asked angrily as Nicolas and I could no longer paint our faces due to the expulsion from somewhere. ‘How the king is here?’ “I'm not sending you here to waste time, Luan. And you Nicolas? I'm sending you here to help him with what he MUST do here but what are you doing?! What are you doing?!" He asked loudly. "R-Right now, Luan already knows the woman who will be the next queen of the Moon but—"

she says before the dam breaks. Her sob is loud against our sensitive ears but we pay the pain no mind. Karina is in pain and we have to help her. We wrap our arms around her body as she cries and our heart tears as we realize we don't have anything to say. We can't solve this problem for her and we can't protect her from this pain. The King and his mate are the only ones who can live forever without aging. We can still die, but... "We could die. If you want. We could pick a day... an age. We could end our lives so we don't have to witness the sadness," we say quietly and her sobs die down a little before she goes completely quiet.

She began writing, fingers trembling: “The Lycan Kings ruled through fear and blood. For three hundred years, their law has bound our people, their hunger for dominance more animal than human. The most feared was King Malrek, the blood tyrant, who ruled for seventy years without remorse. Under him, the ceremonies became cruel pageantry, and love was traded for obedience. The current King… is different. He does not laugh. He does not smile. But he let the girls leave after the first challenge, something no King before him would have done. Maybe he has more to him than we’re allowed to see.” She quickly moved on to list names, battles, legacies—but she had written what she felt, and now her fa

Her few days with The Road Devils had already made Jo re-evaluate assumptions made based on appearance. “You know it, sugar,” he growled and then turned his attention to Jo. “Hi. I’m King.” You sure as hell are. Oh my and dear Lord above. “Hi,” Jo squeaked as those intense gray eyes saw her whole; it was like the man had x-rays in his face and Jo knew that exactly zero got past him. As she took his hand, she felt something cool and hard and she glanced down to see that King had numerous thick, heavy silver rings. Idly and briefly, she wondered if they doubled as knuckle-dusters, decided that she didn’t really want to know. “I’m Jo.”

"Do not say that. Do not ever say that." "Why not?" Elowen asked. "It is the truth. I would rather die free than live in a cage, even if that cage has silk sheets and a king who thinks he is protecting me." "You think you are the only one in a cage?" Corvin asked, his voice breaking. "I am king of an empire I cannot control, surrounded by nobles who plot my death, bound by Crown Sight that shows me a thousand futures where everything I love turns to ash. I do not have freedom either, Elowen. I have duty and responsibility and the weight of a crown that will crush me if I make one wrong choice."

Two men stood before her. “They live here,” one said, placing a map on the table. “Deluca estate in the north. Lorenzo’s compound by the docks.” “And the war?” Viviana asked. The second man hesitated. “Over a woman. And power.” Viviana smiled slowly. “So,” she said, exhaling smoke, “two kings tearing each other apart… over one girl.” Her fingers tapped the table. “Good.” She leaned forward. “Find out where the girl lives and who she is to be so important.”

Can't I just stay like this forever? “Are you awake or are you just going to lie there pretending to be dead?” The deep, cold voice cut through the haze like a blade. My eyes snapped open and I sat up abruptly, ignoring the scream of protest from my body and the dizziness that suddenly overwhelmed me. As my vision slowly cleared, my eyes zeroed on the figure across the room, the owner of the voice. It was the King. He sat in an armchair by the window, dressed in dark robes that hung open at the chest, revealing a glimpse of his toned chest. Behind him, the sky looked dull, it was either the early hours of dawn or the late hours of the evening.

It takes them four nights to finally reach the Zorus Kingdom. On their way, Lord Yong mind was clogged with thoughts of sin committed by Mi-Sook. It was her actions that resulted in the destruction of the royal family. Somewhere, Lord Yong was relieved that Si-ri was in asafe place and living her life in hidden. It was difficult for little Si-ri to live in that abandoned Mansion but soon she understood and became strong enough to live all alone in tha mansion. He didn't want Mi-sook to know learn the truth.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

" I agree with you Sophia ,I think that lady is really a big obstacle , But I know the king will take care of here soon " " What do you mean the king will take care of her soon " I waited for them to give me an answer . " Actually my lady , Lady Alice was the kings best friend when they where little but the king then was considered as an adopted son , when they grew up,they fell in love with each other but lady Alice father decided to marry her off to duke cowell . Things don't work out well for them after two years they divorced and lady Alice returned back to her father's house ,After about 4years later the king made a decree and made his majesty the heir to his throne a year later late ki