Monarch Of Time Novels & Stories

Almira said with a sweet smile that had Amber narrowing her eyes at the old bitch. "What does that invitation have to do with you?" Amber asked, the grimness in her tone intensified. "There's so much you still have to learn. You are a Crone. An abomination yet still a Crone. It's about time you meet the real Monarch. It's time you meet the Rightful King, one who does not need to rule to be acknowledged." "I will if I got any free time to spare to meet this mysterious monarch, you spoke about." Amber shot back in a bored tone as she was about to turn to leave but it seemed like Almira was not done yet.

Beatrice is always hosting one dinner after the other and Monalisa keeps attending because she and her husband will be going back to Germany soon and it will take a while before they come back. Marcus was very busy, and kept working very hard, his contribution is being felt in the Kings empire with the little games he keeps releasing, it's all to prepare the public for their main game coming out in a month time 'Splash', he has seen Monalisa a couple of times but she's always strict with her business talks and never gives him a chance to divert.

"You made me your partner. The kingdom comes second." But as he sat, his hand clenched in the man who was his universe, Davidson felt the one enemy he could not defeat finally closing in: Time. It was slipping through his fingers like sand, each grain a moment of Joe's life, a point of stability for the empire, a second of his own precarious reign. The cameras had captured more than a fainting spell; they had captured the beginning of the end. And Davidson, the scandalous heir, was now utterly alone, staring into the abyss that was opening before him, knowing he would have to figure out how to rule from the brink of the abyss.

She said. "Then, can the three of us go back?" I asked curiously. "No baby, only you will go. Promise me you will not let them succeed this time." She said and I promised her. Next moment I found myself in a room, dressed like a bride. I was confused why I was dressed in a bridal gown. I picked my phone from the dressing table and checked the date . It was 30th October, 2021. It was the day when I got married to Lucas 2 years ago. Does that mean I travelled to the past?

Every vampire in the hall shot to their feet, bowing as one. They bowed deeply. Even the proudest elders lowered their heads, their bodies trembling from the Monarch's sheer presence. I turned, holding my breath. Caspian Blackwood stood at the entrance to the hall. The legendary Monarch was more breathtaking than I could have imagined. He was carved from sin and shadow, a fallen god in the flesh. Long black hair fell loosely around his shoulders. His deep, dark-gold eyes seemed to see through everything.

We looked back to see Dom standing in the middle of the hall. "What is it, young man?" The Senex asked. "How can they be king and queen when Amy Daunter is alive?" He questioned. "Clare James is the daughter of Jane James, therefore she is the true monarch as she is her daughter. The sword decides the King and Queen. Amy Daunter was never the queen. She was given the title for the time being. We told her that she could attain the title if she could bring us the sword. But she couldn't" He explained to Dom.

“The Governess recently contacted all military groups, and even some strong mercenary groups from different bases for one single mission: capture the newborn monarch. I knew you must have heard about it, right?” Indeed, Ferdinand had heard about this news. When he heard that a monarch was born in T City, he was overwhelmed with fear. Once a monarch is born, the advantage will be taken away from the humans and will be held by the undeads. Monarch can destroy thousands of people in a single order, and that's what they needed to be prepared for. Obviously, the Governess wanted to capture it that's why she summoned all the strongest ability-holders known to their country.

The monarch and his wife jumped into the arena. “Who are you, and why are you doing this?” The monarch asked with a stern tone. “For over a thousand years, I've searched for a body worthy of my gloriousness to punish this filthy world for existing. My name is Sabbath, the ill-born of the moon goddess,” Mary's body spoke. “Well, Sabbath, your time has finally come. You shall die at my ha-” Before the monarch could finish his sentence, both he and his wife's heads were cut off instantly by a swing of Sabbath's left index finger.

But Maia still didn't understand what that had to do with the conversation. "You see, all the previous Supremes were women. Unlike us mortals, the universe would always remain. It is older than everything it houses, and its concept of time is different. To us, a million years is quite the number, but to the Universe, it is but a year. Now let's liken the universe to a king seeking an heir. Every few 'years', he hears that his queen has conceived. He welcomes the child with expectation, thinking he finally has an heir. But when he visits the seers, they only foresee the birth of a princess, not a prince. His excitement is dampened, but not extinguished. So he celebrates the birth of his princ

“You can only live for one week without sustenance, we can live for two. We are the same but different. We have lived down here since the Norsemen put down their swords and axes and picked up their staff for sheep.” “That’s only about nine hundred and fifty-six years, evolution doesn’t happen that fast,” Calvin yelled out sarcastically as he side-stepped away from the brutish man. “We have lived down here for over nine hundred and fifty years, but we have lived here in Antarctica since man was on Earth, we have been evolving for centuries.” The Queen turned her back toward everyone to walk on, her long pink dress twirling as she turned. “This is Bjarke, he was the first King, and he reigned