Regressing With The King's Power Wiki Novels & Stories

“Now get lost before I do something I’ll regret.” Regret? I seriously doubted that. Edwina was not the type to regret much—especially not when she was in the right, which she usually was. If Edwina ever did anything, she owned it. “I don’t even know why I came here,” Williams muttered. “I’m going to the King.” Of course he was. Always running to the King like a spoiled child tattling to a parent. Men like him always thought power came from higher places—always someone else to do the dirty work.

he replied, bowing his head. “Good. That’s what I wanted. Be obedient and follow my instructions, beta," I said as I released him. “You can go. I’ll join you in the office soon.” “Yes, sir,” he replied, bowing his head before leaving. Why was everyone trying to make me back away? Was it because the king was powerful? I could be powerful like him. All I needed was to train myself. ‘You will get yourself killed. He’s more powerful than you can imagine, especially if you intend to steal his mate.’

A loud thud was heard; it was the king's fist hitting the hard and fine wood of his desk. "You were disinherited and removed from the succession line by our grandfather, Henry, whether you like it or not, I am the King of Astor, and your duty as one of my subjects is to obey and not dispute the orders I dictate. It is a Royal Decree for you to unite with Lady Regina."

So this is who Theo took after with the temper. "What my Dear?" He nonchalantly stared at her,"This human is nothing special in comparison to a rock. She is useless to this kingdom." "Father!" Theo boomed with rage burning from his suddenly almost pitch black but gold ringed eyes," Enough! I will not allow you to ever insult my mate in my presence. Get out!" "Pardon me?" The man seethed as his chocolate brown orbs turned an almost pitch black colour like his son's, "I will not tolerate such disrespect, Pup. I am your father and former king!" He growled.

The moment the king took his last breath, Derrick collapsed to the ground for some good time. The next time he opened his eyes, the king stood in front of him holding metallic chains in both his hands. "How did this oldie come out. Does this mean he's taken his powers back?"Derrick wondered softly. No wonder he fell to the ground earlier.. "T-this is impossible... In order to get his powers back the king was to be killed first and nothing like that happened so how on earth did...

I bowed with a promise to do better the next time. “Her father, my brother is dead, yet he is trying to take everything I have worked for from me. We cannot allow him to do that. Besides, the moment we lose this power, the rival kingdoms standing by will not hesitate to swoop in to relish in the opportunity to exploit our time of weakness.” “I believe you mean we, father. I have just as much to lose if we fail as you do. After all, I am the next King.” He nodded in agreement. “You’re right.”

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

I told him smugly “You’ll never fill the role I was as king”. “I don’t want to. I’ll fill the role as queen and I’l rule just as your father did. He was a far better king than you”. “He was a weak king”. “He was a good king! His people loved him, the lands were prosperous. He had a heart. You gave your people nothing”. “He was weak!! and so are you!” “No, you were weak. You let your greed and bitterness take hold of everything in Northelye. But I will make it what it once was and you’ll never be king again”.

You give him a firm nod, eyes glued to the front. "They lack in some areas but it's not that hard to fix. I think it's because they're relying more on their powers rather than the strength of a sword." That's as far as you've been able to observe. "I heard from Dyan that they're doing their best." He counters only causing me to scoff under my breath.

"WHO HERE THINKS I AM WEAK?" This time I feel the king release another wave of his power and I go to my knee along with everyone besides the high-ranked and the rest of the Royal family. "WHO HERE DOESN'T BELIEVE WE SHOULD BE YOUR LEADERS?" Another wave of power flows out of the King, making me flinch from the force. He seems to be fighting his anger and slowly losing the battle. "I DEMAND THAT ANYONE HERE THAT BELIEVES I CAN NO LONGER LEAD THIS KINGDOM STEPS FORWARD AND CHALLENGES ME!!"