Lottery King Novels & Stories

No matter which world, that is deemed to be a Cardinal truth. His lessons mainly centered around the details of the past kings as well as the diverse important events. "One of the laws of the kingdoms is that all crown princes or crown princesses must wear a name related to a star or a planet. His majesty Jupiter was the first king. After him were Pluto, Venus, Mercury, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and finally his majesty Mars, the eighth king." Sol listened to the information attentively. After all, this information revealed something incredible.

He continued, "Maybe the King will stop this ridiculous competition when he finds out." "More likely he will make her compete to prove herself." I sneered knowing better than to get my hopes up. The King had his heart set on a competition to select the most viable mate. "I'm not going to have my mate fight for me, she's mine and I'm hers."

" Sorry for keeping you waiting the king will be with you shortly ,He had an important meeting to attend , But please feel free to place your order and I will have it delivered to you right away " " Oh no thank you am fine " how can I take anything, When I don't even know if the king will ask for my head and besides this is the first time in my life am coming face to face with the king ,I really don't know my fate ,So I decided to say a short prayer in my heart . " Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please "

His last words halted my steps just outside the pack house doors. “What?” I turned around and he stopped when I turned around, slowing down so as to not barge into me. “Can you repeat that again?” “What? Rogues could have lurked around you and you never knew.” he awkwardly said, looking at me with a funny expression, as though what I was doing was entirely confusing. “No, no. The last one.” I grip the Macarons in my hand, trying to steady my hands. “Oh! Uh . . . the Lycan King was said to have strolled through the public market in disguise. Look—” he pulled out a newspaper folded right in his pocket, opening it back to its normal state and leaning over to me.

Not destiny. A choice. Two hearts finding each other again. Freely. Completely. Together. Far beyond the kingdom, ancient magic stirred. The prophecy had changed. The Lost Luna had chosen the King. And destiny itself was no longer writing the story. They were. Themselves.

She pauses halfway down the steps, her calm, piercing eyes scanning all of us assembled below. "Welcome to the Imperial Palace of Pierl,” she announces warmly. “I am Lady Eleanor, Mistress of the Lottery. It is my honor to receive you all. I will oversee your preparations for tomorrow’s lottery. But first, congratulations, not just for reaching the age to participate, but for trusting our goddess of love to grant you the best match. I also have a rare honor to share: His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Lordrin, will take part in this year’s lottery.” Excited murmurs ripple through the crowd of royals, most from girls. Lady Eleanor waits patiently for the noise to die down before continuing.

“With fruit and shit.” “Yeah?” Mac knew good and well that Aidan didn’t have anything like that behind the bar, but then again, the chances of Sarah collecting on the bet were nil. “Sounds good. Go ahead, guys. Let’s get this show on the road.” “Ladies first,” the huge man said to her. “Go on, darlin’. Give it your best shot.” He looked her up and down. “I’m King, by the way.” “Sarah.” “Yeah, I know. Aidan told me you accepted a challenge from Jax, and I had to come and see this for myself.”

“This event is where alliances are forged before they’re announced to the world. And every word you say here, every smile you give, will either build your future… or destroy it.” I sat back in my chair, my heart drumming. This was too much, it was too much pressure. I needed to breathe. Call me whatnot, I hated politics. I didn't want a part in it, but here I was, sitting at a political table disguised as charity. “I– I still don't understand the Kingmaker concept… I mean, I do, but what does that have to do with me?” Lorraine leaned slightly toward me. “There are ten kingmakers each in every country,” she whispered. “But only three people from each country could make the rules. Among those

She responded. I picked what I wanted and she gave it to Emile also. After a few minutes we finished lunch. The three of us headed to the counter. Emile returned the plates, I went over to pay our f*e while Ivy followed us like a best friend should. "How much is our bill?" I asked to talk to one of the attendants. "You don't need to worry about missing. The Celebrity King already paid for you." The attendant said. I shifted my gaze to where he was. Our eyes met for a few seconds and then he looked away.

The company Japhet had assigned me to manage—QUEEN—was new. Small. Barely profitable. Most of its funding for signed actors and actresses came from KING Broadcasting. KING was the empire. The number one broadcasting company in the country. Hundreds of actors. Top-grossing films. Hit dramas. All thriving under the reputation of Japhet Lukers, its CEO. And because of that— QUEEN looked like a charity branch. That would change. I wasn’t just Japhet’s wife. I wasn’t just the “queen” placed beside a king for decoration.