Miss Fortune Ruined King Novels & Stories

the king mumbled as he felt Magnolia’s neck harden under his hands, it was as hard as a wooden log. “You’re leaving me no choice, Titus,” Magnolia uttered with a hoarse voice. “This is for my family.” “Wait—” he pleaded, but the words died in the air as they were drowned by an explosion even bigger than the one from earlier. The king’s upper body was obliterated, the bottom half fell next to Magnolia, charred. The flames were everywhere, but they made her feel safer. Magnolia slowly pushed to her feet. She looked around to find an exit, but as soon as she took one step, the floor crumbled under her feet and she fell as the whole house sank with her.

October 20, 1345. Cassidy's Fort, The Queen's Mound, Imras. Prince Hayden of Imras Hayden loved surprises but surprises that came with good news and not one bringing news of impending doom. And it was do that the surprise came in form of a Princess he was in love with. If anyone had told him that he'd be seeing Princess Alyn dressed in mens clothes outside his room door, he'd have called the person barking mad. But here she was shivering from the cold holding on to him for dear life.

Chief Madu went to meet the king where he seated morosely, "My king, we knew how you are feeling now. We understood everything and we are promising you that we will do e everything within our power to get her here safely and I believe the gods will help us." The king took a deep breath and raised his head and looked directly into Chief Madu's eyes. "Though I am not happy and worried about my daughter, Princess Diana, that is not why I feel so heartbroken and sad. Do you remember what the Kingdom turned to when she was gone some years ago? The whole affairs of the kingdom went down. If you have forgotten let me remind you;

Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors. King Edward Herman, deeply distressed by the ongoing attacks and the plight of his people, summoned all his ministers, nobles, and officers for a meeting to discuss a solution. During this meeting, one minister proposed seeking help from neighboring Country A. Consequently, an agreement was reached for Princess Victoria Herman to marry King Alexander Knight of Country A.

She wanted to say a short goodbye note for her family to the wind, as she had read in her books whenever the characters were walking into a dire situations, but she stopped short and chuckled bitterly. Yeah, right, family. Armed with a jagged dirty brick the size of her palm, she went back, every step she took, cautious. The first sight that caught her eyes when she went back to the fountain was that a part of the fountain that had been torn to the ground, crushed bricks, water spilling from the damaged base, and the King seated next to it, his back partly against the base of the fountain that was still intact. She couldn't see his face though, his head was bowed.

“You all should say something else because that tale is as old as time. Just one slave and suddenly, I am a bad guy?” I watched the blank look on Blaise. Not bothered by it. He has always had that look when I talk to him about Noura and me. “Let's get this over with.” I cleared my throat. “We got an Intel yesterday on the Rogues.” I brought out a brown envelope from the drawer. I tossed it towards Blaise. “The Rogue King?” Blaise looked at me, confusion oblivious in his eyes as he stared at the open note. “Yes,” I said. They have a new king now and he's no other than Scarface. The Scarface every coward fears."

“I hope you will make sure to pass it, there is nothing going to let that pack fall. Not even your smallest mistakes.” The weight of the word mistake dawned on me He must have been angry about Selena and the condition she was in when she came back to his palace. I knew that there was nothing I could say to even defend myself against him. “I will mke sure that nothijg is going to pu…” Suddenly, the alarm went off, I turned to see what was going on and what might have set off the alarm. “Someone broke into the royal treasury!” A guard yelled. The king didn't waste time to leave our side and walked to the side of the guards. My father followed him, and so did I.

Mom asked. “Yes, ma’am. I sit next to her,” she answered. Mom smiled. “You should come visit my store when I’m better. I would like to treat you.” I smiled, remembering Mom had gotten her store and everything back, and King promised never to take any of it away again. “Don’t take back your words because I eat like a hungry wolf,” Morgana joked, but King frowned, not finding it funny. Or maybe he had been quiet since Morgana came in, his eyes fixed on her so obviously.

They turned to leave. Margaret lunged forward. “No! You can’t go! This is his fault… It’s the king’s fault! He’s the one who can’t keep order! And besides,” Her voice pitched higher, desperate. “The rogues want the princess, don’t they? All we have to do is hand her over and there will be no problem!” Hand her over? Since when did my throne become so weak that I’m being reduced to negotiating with rogues for the safety of my people? And did she just say I should hand over my mate?!

she says with not an ounce of sincerity. I don’t deign to even glare at her as I pick up the rest of the stems and return to the mop that I thankfully haven’t put away yet. For some reason, Sophia still doesn’t leave as I mop up her mess. “I don’t understand what makes you so special,” Sophia muses. “It’s clear that King Alexander values his fated mate the most. Those who have gotten too close to her graveyard in the past have always been expelled.” I keep my expression neutral as Sophia reveals valuable information: Emily was the king’s fated mate.