Novel King Novels & Stories

However, it was against protocol for a non royal to sit at the beautifully carved table. I looked around the ball room once again before coming to the conclusion that this was in fact a very boring event. What was the celebration in this? There was hardly any noise and everything seemed too planned to be fun. "The king of Alxae kingdom wishes to address the people now." Cal announced after clearing his throat and a hush fell over the ball room. "Now welcoming King Corey Adams descendant of Zion and wielder of water and air elements" The crowd screamed in appraisal jamming their hands together happily and proudly.

I started. "As you all know, voting for Homecoming King & Queen are Thursday 'till five on room 222. The nomenies are... For Queen, Mckenzie Gordon, Britney Williams, Tiffany Davis, Hanna Smith and Ziigwan Woods. For King, Cole Cook, Hunter Moore, John Brown, Logan Miller and King ThunderBird..." I couldn't help it I stared at King for five seconds he was watching me and whisper "Go on Ogimaakwe. Don't be wierd." No one heard. too much cheering inside the Cafeteria.

He slowly turns to look at me as silence surrounds us. “Why, don’t you know me as the bad and meanest man? Don’t you know I killed my father and half-brother for the throne? Don’t you know I got outsmarted by a mortal who also happens to be my mate? Don’t you know how I caused the most pain to my mate? Don’t you know I am hated by everyone in my kingdom, including my mate? Don’t you know me as the worst King who has nothing left in his kingdom? Don’t you know the crimes I committed? Why, didn’t those books tell you how I killed innocents for the throne? Don’t you know me as the Lonely God? You know a lot about me, Neffie, don’t you?” He speaks casually while sorting the books while my back i

- Ryan says, cold as ice. On the next day, Ryan gets out of the pack hospital, being held by Kevin, on the right and Mark, on the left, and goes to the office of his father, in the packhouse. On his way, all the people that he crosses bow, and someone calls him "My King". That filled his heart with love, not for the "King" title, but because that reminded him of his mom. All of that upsets him. He needs time to adjust to that "king" shit.

Vragenn instantly found himself next to the girl. “You…” the king muttered through his teeth. - Do you even understand what you’re doing? - Certainly! - Ira grinned. The enemy was angry, which means he was sloppy. “I want to make fun of you well before I kill you...” The chosen one attacked the king with hatred.

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

Adrian closed his eyes. For a moment, the world felt simple. But far above the city… Inside the citadel… The Demon King sat awake. Cassian stood nearby, having delivered the rest of his report. Vaelreth’s golden eyes were darker now. “He is human,” the king said slowly. “Yes.” “Humans seek comfort.” Cassian said nothing. Vaelreth leaned back against his throne. Yet despite the calm tone of his voice, something unfamiliar twisted quietly in his chest.

Did they return back safely? Those thoughts were running inside king Raleigh's head currently. He had never imagined that he was going to die here alone. The brave and mighty king Raleigh Kainz died during hunting. Haha... it was going to be a joke in the entire land- a black mark in the history of the royal family and the Raven kingdom. What a joke!! Haha... he wanted to live longer. He still hadn't fulfilled his dreams. He didn't want to die in this way. If he had to die, he would have preferred to die on the battlefield.

the only mistress who owns a king, she should be able to do so. Unfortunately, it's not so easy to do. She entered the adjoining room and there the king sat in a chair, reading a book. The book is about plantations of the land, taking steps to keep a land flourished. "You didn't announce your presence." The king said without taking his eyes away from the book. "I'm so sorry about that, my king." She drawled, coming up towards him, she rounded his back and caressed his cheek. King Lucien has never been the touchy-feely type. He pulled his cheek away from her seeking hand, even as he flipped the page of the book.

They don't notice we're here yet. "Get off of me!" Exclaims Aziel. You can't help your face from twisting a little. That looks like a very painful position to be in. And the girl isn't even showing any mercy. Yvon's got his arm pinned rright behind him, turning a deaf ear to his protests. And they say that he's the future king?