Merciless King Novels & Stories

I informed him woefully His brows furrowed and he shook his head in disappointment “I really did hope it was just gossips, but tell me, in what ways was it worse?” “Well, the king isn’t just angry and cruel, he’s merciless, greedy, arrogant and takes no care or pride when it comes to his lands and people. He takes all their money, while they waste away, he sent one man to the tower because he was late paying the high taxes, he’d spent some of the money on a doctor to help his wife. The king just spends all their money on wine and fine foods for himself. His bedchambers and study were about the only rooms in his entire home that looked rich, everything else was just cold and bare. He’s despic

“Are you even hearing yourself? The Alpha King is the most ruthless man in all of North America, how can you even think of sending me to him? Do you think he would treat me, a stealer, as you say, kindly?” Murder, torture, brutal beatings, and hard punishments. The Alpha King of the Rexellen pack was a beast, even Farris had been reluctant to meet him before this. I knew how scared he sounded, talking about him before. He was notorious for being merciless and unyielding, the most powerful man in this part of the world. His laws were strict, his justice and vengeance equally swift. Many said he was a fair King, but not a kind one. His very name ignited fear in the masses.

The king : brat you know nothing you just a weak ,why you act like you are intelligent. AHMET: the alliance gonna protect your kingdom ,lonely you can't survive the upcoming war. The king : you are lonely here under my mercy show me how you gonna protect yourself first. The king gives the order to the knights to attack while AHMET pointed with his head to ANGY, she moved like the wind and killed 10 of them in a moment the king was surprised. The king :You have some skilled subordinates but how about you, you will stay behind them coward.

The king could without a doubt take many decisions without problems, but something like war? Those simple words froze the blood in their veins. Making them remember that they just had to follow the orders. They didn't need to think. They immediately lowered themselves in dogeza. "Forgive us! Your highness. Your will, will be done." They sweated while begging in their hearts for Him to forgive them. They knew very well what would happen should the king be in a bad mood. Thirteen years ago he didn't hesitate to kill his brother and sell his niece as a slave, all that for the throne. Killing two insignificant samurai-like them would be too easy.

Those who are called will be exploited both intellect and strength. King Februtus is the king of the Borlal kingdom, he is known as a very cruel king. Of the 4 sons, Maretus was the golden child. Maretus who is the 3rd child and he was the one who got the title of hero before his older brother. The king, with a large and burly body, sat on a throne adorned with dozens of swords of all kinds and sizes.

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

King instructed while gesturing for his men to pick up the bruised-up Eric. Eric struggled against their hold. "I'd rather die than see you turn my daughter into a monster!" he gritted out while kicking against the people holding him with every bit of his strength. King snapped, his eyes glowing a brighter shade of red as he growled threateningly, his claws elongated, charged as a butcher's knife. He swiped the claws at Eric's face, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "If you think I will let you die easily, then you have a thing coming for you," he declared.

He froze, that's his father's voice, he let go of the maid immediately who fell lifelessly on the ground. "What are you doing......, how many maids have you killed in just a week, how many more will die next week, how dare you kill my Royal servants...." The king said in a cold and angry voice, for weeks now, he had been sending blood to this foolish son of his, but no, hw wouldn't take the blood, instead he killed all the maids sent to him within a week, asking for human blood, does he think that human blood was that easy to get, with such an ignorant son, he might as well quit the plans he had made for war against the other creatures of the mortality realm, after all, there is no use fight

He took another slow step closer, forcing Hazel to tilt her head back even farther just to keep looking at him. "Three of my men died because of her greed." "I gave her every opportunity to tell me the truth but she chose to lie." "I'm not a patient man, Hazel, and I have never been the kind of ruler who wastes his time repeating the same command over and over again to people who are too foolish to understand it the first time." "I don't forgive betrayal because the moment a king begins showing mercy to traitors, every idiot in the kingdom suddenly believes they can betray him without paying the price."

A thick pool of crimson immediately spread around the body. Silence fell over the courtyard. The remaining four mercenaries stared at the decapitated body of their leader. Their defiance vanished, replaced by mind-shattering terror. They began to sob, straining against their heavy iron chains. They begged for mercy, screaming promises to leave the continent and never return. Godric tossed the severed head onto the ground. It rolled to a stop near Finn’s knees. Wiping a streak of blood from his knuckles, the King looked at Silas. His storm-grey eyes remained completely devoid of pity. “Kill the rest,” Godric ordered.