Long Live The King Manwha Novels & Stories

Elara was on her feet in seconds, blade drawn. Rhys sprinted ahead. “North watch!” Ten Iron Claw warriors were on the ground, their skin blackened, eyes melted. And above them, floating like a fever dream, was a man wrapped in shadowsteel robes, a gold crown fused to his skull. “The King.” They called. He didn’t speak. He only raised his hand and the trees behind them exploded with chaos and fame. Elara ducked as a branch whipped past her head. Lyra slammed into her, bleeding from the scalp.

** Dream cont’ Zachariah gets to his feet and then helps me to mine. With his hand still in mine, we turn and face everyone within the room. We bow as Rania yells, “LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH AND QUEEN YASMINE!” “LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH!" “LONG LIVE QUEEN YASMINE!” Echoes throughout the room and into the night as everyone raises their voices cheering for their new Royals. Once the cheering dies down, the music starts and Zachariah leads me down and into the middle of the room. He smiles and bows before pulling me into him and then whisking me around the room as we dance.

He is at the end of his breath, so he must strive to become an inner disciple so that the sect can make their kingdom safe from attacks by other kingdoms. “My kingdom is a weak one. My parents died in the war defending my homeland. My king is also very old and cannot live much longer; at most, he can only live another twenty or ten years if he does not reach the immortal realm. My people and I are very happy to have such a kind-hearted king, and I want to try to keep my kingdom alive even though we are poor!” he added to his story. Xiao Chen looked at the man, who seemed to admire his king greatly. Who would have thought that there was a king of a medium-sized kingdom who was so beloved by h

“Still want to play queen?” I pressed my lips to his ear. “*Long live the king.*” His laugh was dark, warm, and utterly ruined. “God help us all.”

So this is who Theo took after with the temper. "What my Dear?" He nonchalantly stared at her,"This human is nothing special in comparison to a rock. She is useless to this kingdom." "Father!" Theo boomed with rage burning from his suddenly almost pitch black but gold ringed eyes," Enough! I will not allow you to ever insult my mate in my presence. Get out!" "Pardon me?" The man seethed as his chocolate brown orbs turned an almost pitch black colour like his son's, "I will not tolerate such disrespect, Pup. I am your father and former king!" He growled.

Queen Cassandra struggled out her words. "I will be my Queen." her personal maid cuts in. For the past eight months, the people of Joseon have been living in peace and harmony. Daniel their King rules them with love. Cassandra is happy seeing how things turn out, at least she was able to do something good in this past world. She wasn't able to find her way home and she has even given up looking for a means to go back to her own world. She doesn't want the King to know that her sickness is getting worse because she doesn't want him to worry too much

forever. Mani took out her simple dark orange maxi dress to wear for the occasion. She was not going to attend a party but to win her King. A look of determination and passion enveloped her face. She was all ready to win her King once again. A smile flickered her face when she remembered his words. 'I choose you'

He said and smiled when his eyes met hers again and she paused her lips as if she had been wanting to say something. "Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave." TBC

“I'm paid according to working hours. And this is not in my working hours.” King sneered. “It contains the latest Korean drama!” Gadis' eyes narrowed suspiciously. “I don't believe it.” “Trust me, Pasaraya.” “Son of a bitch!” King laughed. “Wow, I thought I wouldn't hear you cursing anymore. Turns out you still have the eloquence to curse.” The girl's eyeballs rolled in annoyance. She folded her arms across her chest and continued to stare at King with an annoyed look. “Do you think I'll be calm and gentle with you? It's a dream!"

I breathe out and watch the air fog in front of me. A soft voice breaks the quiet behind me. “Liana.” I turn. It is Mara, one of the only people who speaks to me without trembling. She steps onto the balcony with careful movements. Her eyes meet mine and stay there. “Is it true? What they are saying in the lower hall?” I wait. What are they saying? She swallows. “That the king’s spirit lives in you. That you carry his power. That you might be the next to sit on the throne.”