Reign Sebastian Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You're as rich as they come. You sold that Life Draining pill for billions, and you're not poor at all. However, as the saying goes, those who are unrighteous will always end up self-destructing," Sebastian retorted coldly, flashing him an icy smile. A ferocious smile suddenly flashed across Godfrey's sinister face as he said, "Sebastian, you joined forces with the Windsors to plot against me. Do you think that you'll succeed in ruining my reputation and that you can do as you please with me?"

said Sebastian. Selena didn't appear surprised, as if she had already anticipated it. Sebastian glanced at the door again, realizing he had many questions. But seeing that his sister said nothing, he concluded there was no need to press further. "Then, how are we to explain this to His Majesty? Tell me, and I'll follow what you say," he said. Selena couldn't help but smile. "Seb, you're a loyal subject! That remark... borders on disloyalty, don't you think?"

the King screams, his face turning bright red as his hand's ball into fists, and I hope he doesn’t do anything stupid. “Circe has you convinced I’m her animai, and then as soon as I announce Lemuel is my animai she takes her stalker behaviour up a notch, and suddenly the kingdom is attacked and my guards who were protecting Lemuel are slaughtered, and you won’t even consider bringing her in for questioning?! My friends are dead! LOOK AT THEM!” Sebastian screams as tears fill his eyes, “Their corpses are at your feet, and you won’t even consider doing your duty as their King and give them the decency of a proper investigation. What kind of King are you?” he says coldly.

In other words, he wanted creating an awareness. The moment everyone at the ball becomes aware that he is mated to such a powerful she~wolf, word would spread real fast and those who are not in support of my enthronement would leech on the opportunity. Sebastian had in mind to kickstart another stage of rebellion against me becoming the next king.

His voice confident as ever. “Sebria admires you for your intellect and success, your Majesty,” He bowed respectfully, taking The King and his daughter in the carriage aback. His eyes gleamed in gently, concealing every menacing aim behind them. Zebian’s insides burned with rage and jealousy but he was too smart to let it slip on his face.

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."

“A letter? From his highness?” “Yes, my lord. It has the royal seal of the crown prince” Sebastian frowned. There was almost nothing to be gained associating with the crown prince and the rumors that he was on his side gave Sebastian such a headache. Neither his father nor Natalia said anything about the rumors but now that he had traveled to the southwest, the rumors have wildly changed. This letter could be the crown prince’s official appeal to get Sebastian on his side. With his sister’s prediction, there was no way he could do that.

Hears his son's approaching him and looks up to see him before him. "I'm sorry but if I let you attack one last time then... I would have lost." Sebastian was unfazed in his demeanor. He crouched down before his father and said, "I will bring Luciana back, I promise you that." He turned his back and walked away from his father. "To think you became this strong." King Reginald said. "Sebastian don't go! You are the prince of Gandigos." Sebastian still had his back to his father. "You forget one thing father, I denounced that title. I am Sebastian Gandigan now." He walked over to the exit and grabbed the handle.

His one hand held a small bag as he moved his other towards his abdomen before leaning down in a bow. "Good afternoon your Highness, I am Charles Laine," He introduced himself before straightening up to face me," A pleasure to be at your service, My Queen." "Thank you for sparing your time to come here, Mr Laine," I politely thanked," Please come in." "Thank you, your Majesty, " He replied with a bit of surprise marring his features at my words as he walked into the room followed closely by Megan," Now, shall we get to work, your Highness?" He smirked as his eyes roamed my stature in an inspired manner instead of a scrutinising one that would have me squirming.

“How did you—” “It doesn’t matter how I know, princess,” he cut her off, his voice low but firm. “Were you planning on going back to him? Is that why you hid it from me, so I wouldn’t find out?” His question stung, each word heavy with accusation. Before she could respond, Sebastian leaned in and pressed a slow, deliberate kiss to her lips. Pulling back just enough to whisper, he said, “You are mine, princess. The thought of another man’s hands on you makes my blood boil.” His possessive tone sent a shiver down her spine—equal parts thrilling and terrifying.