Rest In Peace King Novels & Stories

My brain says that but my heart denies and it's telling me that he truly regrets it. I don't know whether he is acting or truly regrets but I know he is my peace. He was, he is and only he'll be. Whenever I'm with him, I forget the surroundings and handed myself to him. He used to tell me that I'm a heavy sleeper but he didn't know I've never slept peacefully after my parent's death. And then when he came into my life, I changed a little and I slept without any worries after that day, I again lost my peace and only to get peaceful sleep again by him.

May You help his family find peace in his absence May he find solace in Your domain. Royalty returns to God. REST IN POWER, KING. YOUR LEGACY WILL LIVE IN YOUR STEAD, FOREVER. Well, hello there. Came to read another tale? It's been confirmed I'm a monster that killed the people that loved him. Yes I killed them, yet they still love me. I guess I'm not cursed after all. Or maybe I am because who would still love me. I guess I'm just lucky but whatever, you wouldn’t want to be in my shoes.

Not rough, not forceful — just a silent plea. “Stay,” he said. Just one word. Barely audible. Her breath hitched. She could have walked away — should have — but the exhaustion in his voice made her chest ache. So she stayed. She sat beside him on the couch. He leaned back, head resting against her shoulder, his body finally relaxing as if the weight of the world had been lifted for a moment. For the first time, Eric Reigns slept not out of exhaustion, but peace. Kiki looked down at him, her fingers brushing through his hair. She didn’t know what this meant — if it was love, redemption, or just a fleeting moment of weakness — but for tonight, she let herself believe it was something real.

Silence followed for a moment, heavy but not suffocating this time. Like a pause meant to let the words sink in. “To the children and grandchildren she leaves behind,” she continued, “and to the daughter who stands here today, carrying both her strength and her pain… know this.” My heart pounded. “She is at rest.” A tear rolled down my cheek. “She is no longer burdened by grief.” Another one followed. “And wherever the Moon Goddess has taken her, she is whole again with our late king.” I closed my eyes briefly, letting those words settle somewhere deep inside me, even if I didn’t fully believe them yet.

" Sorry for keeping you waiting the king will be with you shortly ,He had an important meeting to attend , But please feel free to place your order and I will have it delivered to you right away " " Oh no thank you am fine " how can I take anything, When I don't even know if the king will ask for my head and besides this is the first time in my life am coming face to face with the king ,I really don't know my fate ,So I decided to say a short prayer in my heart . " Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please "

"Yes, my queen, the warriors are sworn to keep the secret of the king; you have nothing to worry about." "Thank you," she said, and she followed those who had come to take the king with them. She stood at the door and watched as the head of the unit attended to Xavier, trying to stabilise his heartbeat. They stayed a while to achieve their goal, and once they attained it, they departed the room, leaving the king to get enough rest. "The king shows extreme signs of fatigue; a few hours' rest is all he will need to help himself. That would be the best time to return to the capital and not wear him out, my queen." The chief physician at the institute explained before walking away with her helpe

Guards rushed in and held him down. The younger Caelum stood up and brushed the dust off his robe. He looked down at the version of himself on the floor. “Take this lunatic away. He’s been impersonating the King of the Gods. Throw him into the Pit of Lightning. He doesn’t come out. Ever.” The guards dragged Caelum toward the door. He fought them the whole way, screaming that he was the King of the Gods, that he was, that they would all regret this. The sound got farther and farther away, until the doors closed.

He wasn’t sure of the direction of his own question. “His Majesty was in, with you for a week,” she replied. Evren blinked. “With me for a week?” He croaked. “Your heat lasted for a week, omega.” “How…how long have I been asleep?” He dared to ask? “Three days,”she said, and then she was gone before he could ask anything else, before he could ask the question actually clawing at his throat. Where is he? Where was the King?

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

Cain wasn't at the pack, and the storeroom guards put up a token resistance, but they were nothing against the Alpha King's personal guard. An hour later, the moongrass finally reached the Healer. But by the time he prepared the medicine and got it into my mouth, it was too late. My baby didn't make it. I felt the small thing inside me — the one that had been moving — go still. Alaric stood beside me in silence for a long time. "I'll see that you get justice." I didn't answer. Once the medicine took effect, I couldn't hold on any longer. Everything went dark.