Nameless King Novels & Stories

After introducing others, he finally turns to Jade and Ash, ready to introduce them but his words stuck halfway through his throat as he still felt hard accept the fact that he is Neffie's mate. But when he somehow made up his mind to introduce him to his family members, there was a murderous glare on his face as well as Jade's. "...this is the new beta of Lunalight... Ash Morgan and his alpha... Jade Romanesque..." "We are honored and pleased to welcome you all... Welcome to the Celestial Kingdom... I am Narcis Dracul Soshenth...the King... This is my mate and Queen, Cosmina Roxana..." After Adrian was done introducing the guests, the King welcomed them and began to introduce his family mem

he asked skeptically. The rogue nodded vigorously, desperation in his eyes. "Yes... he rules the rogues, promises a better life if we follow his orders." Emilia's curiosity got the better of her. "Who is this rogue King?" The rogue shook his head frantically. "I can't tell you... they'll kill me." Nathaniel's gaze locked onto Lena, a silent command to continue the torture. But the rogue's eyes spasmed in fear. "Stop, stop... his name is Halo... Halo King!"

She asked "Oh, you mean Ember" Snowstorm replied "She doesn't associate much with people" "Even I don't know what her actual name is" she said as she took off the mask covering her face. "We miss you back at home y'know" Natsumi said "But seem to love the life here" "Isn't that right, Naomi?" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Nega is the first and current king of Dahüd. He founded the country five years before the present time.

She was smiling. “I have come to pick the boys. Their father wants them to go on a holiday.” I uttered with a straight face. “But they are in the middle of their studies. They will miss their tutoring and Don Gustavo doesn’t like his boys missing their lessons.” The woman had adjusted her body to give the impression that she was in charge. “What is your name ma'am?” I asked, trying not to sound disrespectful. “Inez. Ma’am.” the lady's voice came. “Do you know who I am?” I asked.

Its surface reflected no image — only a liquid darkness that shifted like ink in water. Malik pressed his palm against the glass. The darkness shuddered. Three heartbeats later, a face appeared. The Vampire King had no name. Or rather, his name was so ancient no living language could pronounce it. His subordinates called him *Your Majesty* or *My Lord* or simply *the King*, with a reverence born not of respect but pure terror. He had lived more centuries than most civilizations had existed — and in all that time, he had never encountered a problem he couldn’t solve with patience, cruelty, or both.

The pressure of his power slammed into the room like a hammer. “You will die,” he said simply. Mira screamed. “Please! Your Majesty—!” I raised my hand. “Wait.” Every eye snapped to me. The King’s gaze burned. “Do not test me, Alpha Selene.” “He named another force,” I said steadily. “An ancient manipulator. If you kill him now, we lose that trail.” The King studied me for a long moment. Then, slowly, he nodded. “You have one chance.” I turned to Kael. “Tell me his name.”

Atticus's eyes swirled with flames as Draven peered out at him. The king lowered himself, bringing his face to Naham’s level as he knelt. “Are you okay?” his deep voice asked, and Naham nodded. Atticus breathed a sigh of relief before turning his attention to what shocked him, when he first touched and smelled him. His scent was incredibly familiar, even though he'd never met this person before. “What is your name?” The king's voice was incredibly deep and intimidating. “N-Naham.” “Naham… Naham… I've never heard your name before. What were your parents names?”

She realized the shape of the flag's emblem. Fortis royal flag! That means she was currently in the capital city of Centralis! She was in the Great Palace of the Fortis kingdom! Astrid recalled the full name of King Fortis. She just realized. The name of King Fortis was Damien Leonardus Fortis. Often referred to as King Damien. However, when he was wandering around in disguise, King Damien used his middle name not to be recognized. His face looked youthful for hundreds of years, thanks to the magic power he possessed. Astrid cursed herself. Why had she never realized it all this time? Even though this story was often heard in between bounty hunter's conversations, she didn’t notice at all.

The irony that there was not much left of him to save not escaping him. Jacob. Brantley. Matthew. Jamil. He named them all in his head as he passed them. Grayson. Thomas. Eryk. “Who are you?” His roll call had been interrupted by a new face. The young man looked confused, almost hurt. The King knew all of their names, but he had forgotten him. “Weston, your grace,” the young man bowed. “You don’t belong here.” The King was confused and it made him angry. He never liked when things were out of place.

and deadly. "Who are you?" Thaddeus asked. "Issa Frostwood," Issa replied but I could see the mischief in his eyes. "Yes, that is your name, but who are you really?" Thaddeus insisted. Issa finished his drink and gently dropped his cup on the table. He got up and took my hand. It was time to go. "I am the King of the Night." He said and we left Thaddeus McPherson where he sat, sweating, drinking and defeated.