One Piece Throne Novels & Stories

I started to say now, calling the Dark One’s gaze to me. “You are dead and by right, your Son, the Prince, is supposed to be made King. So he owns the throne and not you!” I voiced now, making my point very clear to his hearing. “Yeah!” The fighters behind me chorused now and then there was extra volume. “Yeah!” Clord voiced again— alone, before shyly settling back into the line. The Dark One silently stared for a moment and then he slowly spread his arms apart now as he started to speak.

We stood side by side, receiving the blessings and cheers of all present. On my finger glittered a massive diamond ring, a symbol of the alliance between two mafia families. Behind me stood a knight whose loyalty would never waver. Beneath me lay a vast empire, growing at a staggering pace. As for love? It had been buried three months ago in that blood-soaked casino, along with my shattered right hand. For me, love no longer existed. And now, the new commander rose, her reign beginning with absolute authority.

“Confirm the One Who Hears.” I lift my head slowly. “You misunderstand him.” A man steps forward. His eyes burn with belief. “We understand more than you think.” “You understand fear,” I say. “You built a throne out of it.” Murmurs ripple through them. “He has accepted the crown,” the man insists. “No,” I answer. “Someone else did.” His jaw tightens. “There is only one crown.” “Yes,” I say calmly. “And it does not sit where you think.”

Something more complicated and more real. "The alternative," he said, "is the council operating with the check its founders built into it. Which is a council that cannot be held by a single bloc indefinitely." He held her gaze. "You having standing is not a threat to the council. It is a correction to what the council was supposed to be." She looked at him. "And the bond?" she asked quietly. They had been moving around it since she had come downstairs. She was tired of moving around things. "The bond is separate," he said carefully. "The council claim is yours by bloodline, independent of any bond completion. You hold that right whether or not we" He stopped.

"I'm their Owner. And it's time for a new management style." As Zora, Dante, and the baby board the Thorne-17 to return to Lagos, a signal pings from the ship’s long-range sensors. It’s not from the Council. It’s from the Deep-Rift. A massive, obsidian-and-gold structure is rising from the Atlantic floor, right off the coast of Aethelgard. It’s not a Spire. It’s a Throne. And sitting on that throne, surrounded by a legion of evolved Kingslayers, is a figure that makes Zora’s soul freeze.

Him dying in peace and going to hell that befits him pays off that him been stabbed and stoned to death on the very spot of his sickbed where he lies. "D, once we are able to urge them to go back to their respective homes and leave the fight for another day, we should go help Mother to pack the luggages back to our new home. They can have the throne since lastest tonight, Father will be gone."I quickly quipped and he nodded in understanding. Snapping my head to face the uproar, I was alarmed when I almost slammed my face into one of them bulky chest. Crap, thank my luck. "Get away from the door kids! We are here to see the most worstest and cruel Alpha we have ever let on the throne."One fro

But that throne changed us all. Even me and him. He was once my guard, my protector. Now, he’s after my kingdom. The path to the throne is paved with thorns, pain and blood. To win, I’ll risk it all. I should risk all of that I have even if my heart is included. --- ETHAN ASH PENDLETON

I came to correct a theft. His gaze moved from Kiyomi to me. One queen was made. One princess was hidden. Neither belongs on that throne. Kiyomi straightened. Hayate caught her arm. She pulled free. Then whose throne is it? Cael touched the black veins along his face. Mine. The chamber answered with laughter. Not human. It came from beneath the water. The two thrones turned inward. A third seat rose between them. Black stone. No crown. Only a deep groove shaped like a coiled serpent.

'Once you fall down there, your physical body, soul and mana energy will fall apart due to the nature of the barrier set in there. '. . the mana flowing in you will be attracted to the closest compatible vessel. . .' Is it going to happen anytime now? Oh yes, he is going to be a significant part of the second destruction of the Kingdom, what an honour. "Thea. . Johann. . " he whispered to himself, facing up from where he believes he fell from. 'I guess this marks the end of it. . .' Having no other choice but to surrender himself, he inhaled the heavy air he grasps, and closed his eyes.

I say to Cara. "Because she looks like a Goddess Alec, and not just any Goddess, but Aphrodite." she says. "I know, but it feels more than that," I add before taking my gaze off her and up to the girl. "Act with me, will you?" I smile at Cara back as she huffs and closes her eyes for a second knowing what I'm asking. "Then you owe me," She speaks a deal making me chuckle. "Anything you want Cara of the kingdom of grendor," I speak formally making her chuckle.