Reign Sebastian Novels & Stories

“If anyone is worthy of ruling all bloodlines, it is my own kin. Her soul is pure and her intentions just.” Silence crashes down afterward. Not peaceful silence. Stunned silence. The kind that changes history. I stare at him, unable to speak for several seconds. Because this man once terrified entire kingdoms. And now he stands before me offering away his crown. Not out of fear. Out of belief. Sebastian turns toward me slowly. The firelight catches against the sharp lines of his face, gold eyes unreadable beneath the shadows. “You have the blood,” he says. The chamber stills completely.

“Suited for his place, we give him the present he deserves. Don’t worry, Your Highness, you will join him soon.” And so Pallad’s chuckle covered the whole place as he saw how helpless the king was. ‘I was your dog before, but look at you now. If I ask you to bark, what is your difference with one?’ Ruling his land with all his heart, he did no wrong but ended up falling from his reign for a sin he never did. In the center of the kingdom’s palace, with a podium created especially for him, Alexis had his hands cuff-tied. Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot.

What a twist of fate. "I was so desperate to be away from Logan, that I couldn't wait until the coronation day, when I could finally be with Sebastian again." "How?" "The rebellion plan was still in motion. Sebastian had planned to challenge Logan in a duel, not only for the throne, but for me as well." "So he planned to collect the throne from Logan, and also collect you?" My eyes widened slightly. "Yes." She nodded, sounding sombre again. "I had been so eager for the day of coronation, which was supposed to be a month after Logan and I's wedding. What I just hadn't expected, was for Logan to sweep me off my feet within one month."

His harsh gaze snapped at me. I smiled and sat on the edge of the mattress, "You were saying something, His Majesty." I smirked as I spoke. He couldn't rule over me. I wasn't part of his territory. Though my feelings and the voice of my heart were the opposite of what I was doing right now. He jerked at his tie, staring at me. He unfastened his cufflinks and strode toward me. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Stop," My smile faded when I witnessed his dark smile. He shook his head, "You shouldn't do this. We are going to give them an heir," He said, intensely.

That whore! After Embry was crowned king, it was time for his ministers to swear to do their jobs. First, the royal advisor swore his allegiance. Then, a couple of new ministers did the same. Finally, it was time for Athena to take that job, which she had no idea how to do.

Nothing escaped him. “I needed air,” Sebastian said simply. His face betrayed nothing. The King’s sword froze mid-swing. His gaze snapped to his son sharp, piercing, like steel cutting to the bone. “You are Crown Prince of the Royal Pack. Heir to the last true Alpha bloodline. You do not have the luxury of recklessness.” Sebastian’s jaw tightened until his teeth ached. Reckless? No. Reckless was too small a word. What he had done could not be explained, could not be forgiven. But he swallowed it down, locking it behind a mask of stone.

“There is no greater insult to the throne.” He raised his hand again. “No, Your Majesty! Please, I plead for mercy,” Quinn screamed, hugging the King’s feet. “Leo was seduced! He did not know what he was doing. Your Highness, Leo would never do this deliberately.” “The orb has spoken. I have no control. You will be justly punished for your crimes,” Sebastian said and the ground beneath Leo cracked with a thunderous rumble. Chains forged of spectral silver erupted and latched onto his wrists and ankles, yanking him backward in front of the King’s feet.

"This is it. This is the smoking gun." Sebastian handed the tape to Jackson. Then he looked at Serenity with a soldier's resolve. "I have been hiding here like a rat for twenty-five years, Princess," Sebastian stood up straight. "But if you are returning to claim your throne... then I am ready to serve one last time." "I am old. I have one leg. But I still know how to shoot." Serenity wiped her tears. She looked at the old, scarred warrior who had given everything for her family.

He walked out of the dungeons and told the guards to send the body back to the kingdom for burial. We met King Quincy and Queen Lori outside and King Quincy put a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder, “I, King Quincy Renault, appoint you, Sebastian Renault, heir to throne of the Southern Werecat Kingdom. I know you and your mate, Princess Adele Parker, will rule with fairness, compassion and honesty.”

“They say he earned it by bringing war wherever he goes. Entire provinces reduced to ash. He is brilliant, yes, but merciless. Unforgiving. He rarely speaks, but when he does, his words are law.” My stomach knotted. “And the war?” I pressed, though dread already prickled beneath my skin. She nodded gravely. “King Sebastian destroyed four provinces in less than a month. No survivors. He was only twenty-five. Now, years later, he claims to want peace, though no one can explain why.” Peace? From a man bathed in blood? I turned away, pacing toward the window, the cold sunlight pouring over me like judgment. “Why would a man like that want peace?”