Nameless King Novels & Stories

Like stepping out of warmth into cold air. Too aware. Too connected. I don’t even know your name, I said, forcing distance into my voice. He studied me for a very long moment before answering. King Azrael. The name settled heavily in the air. Even Night Fang shifted behind me. I had heard it before. Everyone had. The Rogue King. The Alpha of Alphas. The wolf who ruled the lawless lands beyond pack borders. A king who answered to no one. Except, apparently. Fate. And you think I’ll just go with you? I asked.

"To show you the rumors are false. You heard that Lores are cruel, human eating creatures, who care nothing about themselves but, the truth is we are no different from the humans. We have emotions, families and people we care about. To save the Lores and to make a world, where humans and Lores can live in harmony and peace, the previous king, Ulick made several attempts to make this dream of his, true. But he was also murdered and then his adoptive son, became the king and still believes in his father's dream and works hard for it" Esmeray glanced at the two tapestries, but her eyes focused on the tapestry of the present king. He was incredibly handsome and young. "Doesn't he have a name?",

During my time, however, I catch bits of information that pique my interest. While the Dragon King is the ruler of this land, there isn’t much known about him, or the Royal Family. I learned many things this eventing as I dusted cornices atop wobbling ladders. His name, Zarek Nightflame, rests heavily on my mind. No matter how much I try to ignore it, I find myself speaking it in silence, just to see how it feels on my tongue.

He asked with the same soft voice. Vivian blinked her big eyes and answered "my name is Vivian Turner.. And your?" She asked back.. An unknown soft smile crept on his face "I am Alexander King.." Her eyes widened in surprise "you are King?" He nodded "yes.." With a pursing lips and confusing eyes, Vivian watched him carefully "Then where is your king dress?" For her King's should wear their expensive costumes how she has seen in cartoons and story books.. Alexander chuckled "I am the King without any King dress.."

“We’ve all heard his name. But that’s all it’s ever been. A name. A rogue. Nothing more.” Rael doesn’t answer right away. He sits stiffly in his chair, his glass untouched, his hands clenched on the armrests like he’s holding himself in place through sheer will alone. His face is pale. When he finally lifts his gaze to meet ours, there’s no mask left. No calm. Just cold, hollow memory. “He wasn’t just a rogue,” Rael says quietly. “He was their king.” Silence spreads like a poison through the room.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

King Lincoln - That was his name. He was known in all the twelve Kingdoms as the Most powerful; the Most dreaded. The birds sang his name, the wind echoed it. The ladies beguiled with the topic of how he ruled, even while they washed, went to the stream, and strolled to places. The older women told their grandbabies as tales, of how his father had conquered his enemies and made his Kingdom the most powerful before passing it onto his son. That was how much he reigned. How much King Lincoln reigned.

I have to pretend. ______________ As fantastic and happy as today has been - says the king, ignoring the feeling in the hall - I must remind everyone of the reason for this choice. All present know the precarious state of our kingdom, with war looming and foolish rebels, enemies of our way of life, trying to destroy us from within. The Leaders of the People as they call themselves may seem small and insignificant, but they represent a dangerous shift for us. - More than a dozen people, including me, make a face of disdain when hearing the term "brothers". Small and insignificant. So why do you need me? Why use me if the rebellion of Nathan and the leaders of the people is nothing to them? Th

Deep down, he knew that the king would not hesitate to punish those who spoke ill of Aurora, the object of his affections. Fear clenched the hearts of the maids as they realized the weight of their loose tongues. Trembling, they longed to disappear, seeking solace within the sheltered depths of the palace. However, their retreat was halted by the king's commanding voice. His piercing gaze settled upon Shastina, who had caught his attention. While he had never directly approached her as the masked girl, his encounters with her had left an indelible impression. Now, seeing her unmasked, he acknowledged the regret of standing her up two nights ago, compelled by his obligations to Xena. "What is

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!