Miss Fortune Ruined King Novels & Stories

Rebecca. The woman he had loved before my mother blackmailed her way into his empire. The woman he had gone to see in secret while the house burned around us. By seven thirty, the mansion was entirely, deceptively quiet. The crisis team hadn't arrived yet, or perhaps they were already locked in the west wing war room, drowning in the fallout of the high-definition café footage. I pulled on a dark wool trench coat, the collar turned up against the chill, and slipped my phone into my pocket.

Amore said. "Poor princess, she will be marrying a man who is in love with another, rumor has it that our king only agreed to marry the princess because of the ministers who advised him to do it, he wanted to wed lady Grace but the ministers couldn't agree on it," Cindy said as I sat down powrlessly. "It seems our princess is really unlucky" I whispered sadly. "No don't say that," Debby and Miriam said together. The door opened and Lauren walked in with Bridget and Cleo.

They looked at one another’s faces and kept mute. “My chiefs, you are mute,” Cooper said. “What do you want us to say?” Emmett said. “It appears as if we are rebellious, which we are not,” Theodore said. “Well, I didn’t say you were rebellious. I have reasons for what I have said,” Cooper said. “What are the reasons? Tell us, Cooper” Easton said. “The king has sent his first wife away, his second wife and daughter have been enslaved. For days, the king has been eating food purchased from food mongers. A whole king! This is very bad and doesn’t suit the royal family,” Cooper said.

“You have disgraced this Kingdom and put dishonor on our kind. I had put my trust in you, Anthony, and this is what I am owed?” “Your majesty… It’s a misunderstanding. I swear,” Anthony pleaded, but King Charles held his hand up, silencing Anthony immediately. “Your excuses mean nothing here,” King Charles spat. “You are hereby stripped of land and fortune. You will rot in prison.” Anthony’s roar shook the hall. “I’ve served this kingdom for years! You cannot—” “You’ve gambled with lives and now you’ve lost everything,” Alexander’s quiet voice silenced him. “You should know that you will not win against me. You’ve killed some of my best warriors; be thankful you get to keep your life.”

Kade King A curse in broad daylight, flung at a king, with a heart so broken, it stunned me. Not because she wished evil upon me, but because of the raw misery in her eyes. Do I truly make her feel that miserable? That unsafe? Her curse troubled me the least, if at all. I am a king blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. Any dark omen meant to befall me was already stripped of its power during my rites at the Moonspire Citadel. But her tears… her tears shattered something inside me.

Seren asked curiously as she walked over to Rosamund, who had tears in her eyes. "No! Not that!… She is captured by the deadly king of Prussiate!" Rosamund muttered as tears rolled down her cheeks. "That's the worst news I have heard in a long time! That king is cruel, and I am sure he would harm Pearl because of king Archer. Pearl isn't in a good hand at all!" Seren muttered as she slumped on the bed; she was way too strong to cry, but she felt like letting it out; she was scared of losing her friend to a wicked king and never seeing her.

The king’s anger grew even more until he didn’t realize he was blurting out all his words without limits. “CALAIS MINING COMPANY WAS DESTROYED BECAUSE YOU TOOK OVER ALL THE MINING LAND IN THIS ARCHIPELAHIA. IF IT WAS NOT FOR SHERMANN, I WOULD HAVE BEEN A LOT MORE DEPRESSED. BUT NOW, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO ARE IN A LOT MORE DEPRESSED THAN ME. I HAVE MANAGED TO TURN THE TRUTH OVER UNTIL YOU ARE NOW UNDER MY FEET!!” The king smiled evilly, but his curse actually revealed all the veils he was hiding. Inori replied firmly.

My hands trembled as I reached for the remote, turning on the TV for some distraction, only to feel my heart sink. On the screen was the Averelle royal crest. My family’s crest. A reporter stood in front of it, microphone in hand. “Breaking news: King Alaric Windsor has officially announced his abdication. The King will step down to be with his long-time partner, a hotel receptionist identified as......" The remote slipped from my fingers and thudded onto the rug. “What?” I whispered. “He… he did what?” Cutting to a clip of Alaric my older brother, the King, beaming as if he’d just won a jackpot instead of discarding centuries of royal tradition.

The king looked more like he had lost his memory. "My king, my king. King Van De Fretas." A voice called out to him. In a very clear river, on a rock, Queen Lourine Chatrine is standing. She wore a light yellow dress with a silver crown on her head. The King of Van De Fretas tried to answer but his mouth seemed to be locked. He couldn't say anything. Queen Lourine Chatrine looked at him with a sad face. The king tried to approach her but the king couldn't move his body at all. His body seemed dead, but he could see and also hear Queen Lourine Chatrine's voice."

"Forgive us, Your Majesty...." "Fa–father. Forgive me...." King Charlie couldn't contain his anger. Just a little more, the process of searching for the treasure hidden in this mine could have succeeded. But, because of the princess's carelessness, now all the officers and people in Rossie were rushing to find the whereabouts of the Rossie heiress. King Charlie couldn't hide anymore. He had to hurry to find the treasure, tonight, and leave Rossie before dawn. If not, King Charlie and his troops would be charged with aggression, and a territorial war was going to happen.