Novel & Cerita Nameless King

As the shift completes, I raise my head to the Full Blood Moon and let out a long, loud and powerful, “HOWL!” I shiver a little as I feel even more power slide through me as each King lifts their head in a howl or roar to sanction their agreement and support. When my howl finally lowers and ends, my shift starts to recede and for the first time, my Royal Suit is still intact. My father and Noah then stepped up either side of me and said, “We present to you KING NATHANIEL HUNTER COLE LIAM KING!” The area is then filled with howls hisses, whistles and cheers, I smile and again lift the Royal Family sword lying it on my open palms again and hold it out in front of me toward the crowd and bow my

I put my thumb under her chin and lifted it for her to face me “Feed your little girl, my dear, but please, if there are other young children you know of that are as hungry as little Dorothy, please help them too” “Your majesty” She awed as tears formed in her dull eyes ”Please forgive me, but I do not recognize you, may I ask your name?” I smiled warmly as I nodded ”I’m king Aldrich of Ailindale” Her mouth opened in surprise ”I saw your son, the prince, he was here before!” “Yes” I smiled “He was, I hope he did his part to help” She nodded happily “He bought many of us food, and he paid for a close friend of mine to have new shoes, the prince saw him walking barefoot. Oh he was such a lovel

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

The man was too odd. "Are you still using that ridiculous human name? What's it called?" The King snapped his fingers. "Ah, Martin. It's quite weird." Martin's cheeks grew back a richer shade of red. "It's not as bad as Terrence." The King's shoulders shook with his chuckle. "I must admit that name is a little odd too. I've grown to like it. Especially with second brother ringing it out for both our Kingdoms to hear. Humans and their weird names, but I guess they think the same about us."

How was it that a well-travelled, 28-year-old, male werewolf had not managed to find, their mate? "You didn't produce an heir" I lashed out at him for touching a nerve. "All the more reason, you need a mate," he spoke sternly "You don't any other family to create an heir. It's solely on you," He was right, my parents had passed away before they could have another child. My mother died in childbirth, causing the baby to be stillborn. My father, the King's brother, passed shortly after due to the pain of losing his mate and a child The king had taken on the task to raise me, as his mate was infertile. A cruel curse of the moon goddess he would say. The king hated to be reminded he couldn't

You can do whatever you want, and I will support you. "This was the only thing Mango could do for now. Furthermore, she felt that this was what she had to do. After all, Magnolia and Barack had always been a couple. If the king had not separated them, they would have been together and not gone through so many hardships." "In the end, the most ruthless person here was the king!" What's the name of the king? "Suddenly, Mango realised that she didn't know what the king's name was till now." "After hearing her question, Magnolia paused and said coldly, ""His name is Laborn Fang. Urgh! He is devious and unjust."""

“You’d never let them treat me this way.” Her gaze drifted to the window, where the fading daylight painted the sky in deep shades of gold and crimson. It should have been a beautiful view, but it felt heavy, oppressive, as though the world outside was closing in. Then she remembered the name her uncle had spoken—The Ice King. The words sent an involuntary shiver down her spine. She had heard whispers about him in the market, rumors from servants and strangers alike. A man of power, feared in every corner of the city. Some said he was ruthless beyond reason, others that he never smiled.

Let me grow up as nothing more than a rogue while he raised them in luxury, in power, in the life that should have been mine. That was why I named myself King. Because that man the one who called himself my father didn’t even bother giving me a name before he threw me away. And I wasn’t going to give away my position like that. I wanted to go back while he was alive but the bastard died too soon.

And I find myself trapped in a breathtaking, yet perilous, reality. I turn back to my mate. Noah Silverton. The King. If only I had been wise enough to ask him for his full name before. I would've known who he was in an instant. And I would have. . . ran. He will kill me. Mates can not hurt each other but, surely, he will have to kill me. Mate or not, he is what he is. A King. A ruthless one at that. It makes me terrified of the man I am supposed to love and cherish.

Derek's POV This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Of all the men in the kingdom, I, the King of Drogomor palace, had to be the first to be mated to the same gender. My jaw clenched as I watched Abigail beam beside her newest chosen omega—Nicolas, that was what I heard her call him. Just a slender boy with wide eyes and pretty features. The irony was enough to choke on. The one person who my wolf had chosen, my destined mate, was the same person my ever bold sister paraded in front of the court as her newest conquest. And no one even blinked an eye.