Merciless King Novels & Stories

He strikes his head against the floor repeatedly while he begs for mercy. The King looks at his Queen and then to the merchant. "Your offense is not against the servant, but against my Queen, whom she belongs to, and as such, an offense against me." "For daring to touch that which belongs to me and offending the Queen, I sentence you to death by execution." It is no news that the King is ruthless and crazy, but his ministers felt his judgment to be over the top, especially since the woman he tried to molest is a mere servant, and not just a servant, a doll.

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

"You will never be more than what you are: the treacherous brother of a former king." He watched the light and fierceness in Denney's eyes flicker and die out. Then he turned to the assembly. "Let this be a lesson to all who dare to undermine my authority. I have not rid myself of you, not because you hold so great an importance in my court or because I lack the power to do so, but because compassion is an attribute of a king. I would rather have a court of dead men than one that stinks of treacherous fools. I do not, and will not, care how exalted you believe yourself to be, I am the most exalted in this kingdom." Alexander's gaze swept across the room, until his eyes met Carlisle's, who ga

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

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

“Your silence won’t buy you mercy.” He took another step closer, and the leader flinched. The faint light revealed only a glint of cruel amusement in the man’s eyes. “Your king knows,” he said softly, almost whispering now. “And you will deal with him.” The mercenary leader froze, his whole body trembling. He knew what that meant. The rogue king was not a man—he was a nightmare, a legend whispered around dying campfires. A creature without heart or mercy.

"So be it then, just don't come crying to me when the kingdom gets run to the ground over some hallucination." The other voice scoffed, "I have been running this kingdom for over a hundred years, I don't need your help. And me looking for someone won't damn this kingdom, your merciless; cruelty and stubbornness will." They said with a bite, clearly ready to move on from the conversation. "I'm the merciless one? You're the one who killed off everyone who could possibly take your throne." Is this man talking to the king? Had the king really done that? Did his parents not try and stop him? "And I spared you, which I'm starting to regret."

Umera pushed his hands away looking at the king's mirror fixing his clothes. " You have killed 13 people of my people, burned hundreds of villages, commit theft and other horrible crimes, you thought you can do whatever you want Silver! " The king was extremely angry and shouting, he is crying over his dead wife. " I didn't choose my path, I was forced to do it anyway, but what about you killing the ruling family and taking their places you and your family, you want to control humans as much as I do, don't act innocent, we know each other well "

His whole being was almost shattered down by him in a matter of seconds. King Hades Pierce was truly merciless and lethal. “Stop your pathetic assumptions now, Arlan and mind your own business – if you want to live a little bit longer. Stop meddling with my decisions and just do what I say. She isn’t a Regina; she is not my Queen.” The vicious King turned around and went back to his golden throne – still had the dark aura that surrounded him. His legs were crossed, and his left elbow rested on the armrest of his chair, then he placed his face on his balled fist. He was looking out the window as if nothing had happened.

You look like a freaking Greek god ! I wanted to say but caught my tongue just in time. "Please don't execute the traitors tomorrow. Just throw them inside one of the dungeons or whatever you have here" I decided to change the topic entirely. Smart girl "They don't deserve to live for even thinking of killing their king whom they should stay loyal to" He then looked at me with those piercing green eyes "But for you, I will learn to have mercy" My heart felt delighted hearing this. I turned around preparing to leave the room before his voice stopped me.