Ron Weasley Is Our King Novels & Stories

Mrs Harson asked her youngest daughter. "It was okay." I replied casually. Gwen stared at her mother. She couldn't believe that her parents had a debt to pay and they acted as if everything was alright. She just hopes everything goes back to normal. "Girls! Come help me make dinner." Mrs Harson called which made Gwen come back to reality. Aurora and Gwen then went to the kitchen to help their mother but with different thoughts running through their minds. At the Royal palace; King Alexander was sitted on his throne in the meeting room. On his right was his trusted assistant George. A man that was only two years older than the King. He had pale skin and dark coloured eyes. He keenly studied t

uhn, said the wizard, " then we cast the lots and see if we could find one holy person, who will be holy enough for the task. When the king was informed of an easy way to win the battle, he called for all family heads, for a meeting, where he addressed them, of the new improvement plan, and a need for an innocent man, who will go into the jugular and fetch out the boy from the family of Awoditi family, he promised to bless such man bountifully and also any family were the man was born. The wizard will test the one that will be presented, and comfarm such Man's holiness. They set the day for the program, each family presented their man, and as planned, the wizard did the test, and all that wa

Roswell, the king of the city spoke. Dye scoffed and sat next to him. There were fifteen chairs and the walls were filled with an abstract painting. “I need your help uncle.” The man laughed. “Really?” He stared at him as if what he said was impossible. “Well, that’s something new.” He added when he realized that his nephew wasn’t joking around. Roswell Fletcher is the tenth city's current king. He is the younger brother of Dye's father, Dominic Fletcher, which is also the king of the most powerful city of the realm. The Zrobic city of werewolves.

He was already looking at me. Daxton Cole He had grown into his throne the way a club grows into the king of the jungle. He was finally the king, the Alpha Wolf he had been groomed for all his life. He wasn't the nineteen-year-old lover I was always hanging around with, his face bearing a scar. Dark eyes. Triangular jaw. A crown that sat on his head fitting his head like it was made for him. “Serafina Voss.” He called out coldly, his voice filled with so much power, the whole court silent.

Alice nodded in agreement. She handed the gift to Lily, who was standing behind, took a sip of the delicious hot tea and said: “That's right. My father, the Earl Sirent Weaver also has a present that he wants to give you.” Then she nodded, gesturing for Lily to bring the gift in. From behind a girl's soft voice: “I am Katherine Weaver, salutes my Prince.” Nelson saw that and turned to look. “Are you the girl who fell off the carriage?”

Ethlyn asked. “Was.” “Sorry?” “He was the Werewolf King, not anymore. The new Werewolf King is Steve Weasley. A lot of things changed in the last five years.” “But I had heard that he is blind. Then how can he be a king?” Ethlyn questioned. “Is he not blind anymore?” “We’re already running an hour late,” Calvin said, widening her eyes. “WHAT?” “Yes, be quick.” Saying this, Calvin walked out of the room that he had allotted to her. ‘Alpha, the CCTV footage of the mating ball of that night is here.’ Damian mind linked Calvin when he was going to get ready.

He wrapped his arm to Kian's waist and nuzzled his face to his neck. "Don't overthink, baby. They don't know it's us. It's gonna be okay." Kaleb said through their link. Instead of replying, Kian just nods while pouting. Their friends who are watching them thought that Kian is just nervous. "It's time" the king said and the huge door opened. The King and Queen entered first. Every pack member bowed to show their respect. "Good evening everyone, as you all know that my only son, your future alpha king already found his mate." Thorin starts and cheers and howls echoed inside the hall. They are happy that their future king finally found his happiness. King Thorin raised his right hand to silenc

One or two women even tried to whistle. “All the best my hot Prince!” A teenage girl shouted and guests laughed enjoying the thrill in the air. King Lucas James made a small speech where he thanked everyone and hoped that Ezequiel will be a better king for the kingdom. Then he made the official announcement of his son being a werewolf. But no one seemed much surprised. After serving her guests she made her way to the workers’ room with an empty tray. She reached there hurriedly not wanting to miss the moment when King would put the crown on Zeki’s head.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as she turned and ran into the palace, looking small and scared. Draco was pacing at the back of my mind, scratching at my ribs. He wanted to chase her. He wanted to tell her he didn't mean it. He wanted to howl for his mate. But I pushed him down deep into the dark. I was the King, and the King put his duty above all else. A King does not choose an Omega. A King chooses his pack. ‘That’s bullshit! Not with her! Not with our mate.’ I subdued Draco immediately, shoving him in the deepest part of my mind.

“Waiting… for what? To tear me apart? To kill me? Or… or to make me his?” Bella tilted her head, her expression grave. “All three. And none. That’s how the King operates. He doesn’t negotiate. He doesn’t ask. He takes. And yet…” Her voice softened, almost wistful. “…he protects. And that is something you have to understand.”