Ron Weasley Is Our King Novels & Stories

I will never get used to it. We all go to the living room and I’m immediately pulled onto Ren’s lap as he sits on the armchair by the fireplace. Thea sits with Leo, Skye with Hunter and Lia with Blake, while Aiden and another guy take their seats on the other couch, with everyone else standing behind them by the window. “So… what’s going on?” One of the men asks curiously. “A witch wants to kill the King. – Thea begins – She has a bunch of Undeads with her and most likely an army of humans.”

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

The first threads of her web were already spun. The letter was a masterpiece of venomous gossip. Elara had done her work well. The whispers were already circulating through the lower echelons of the castle, a insidious poison that was spreading like a plague. The omega girl, Flora, was no longer just a servant. She was a witch, a seductress, a creature of dark magic who had ensnared the King with herbs and potions, her very presence a blight upon the Varek line.

Two royal guards immediately stepped forward, dragging the half-crazed Amy away like a sack of trash. Throughout the entire ordeal, Ronan hadn't even given her a single glance. Asher and Cora stood holding their child, their faces as white as death. They were finally beginning to understand. The man standing before them was not someone they could even aspire to reach. He was the King. The absolute ruler who held the power of life and death over the entire werewolf world. "Healer," Ronan said softly. An elderly wolf in white robes immediately came forward, dropping respectfully to one knee.

When I have to prove I'm worth something. Am I worth something? Or is my father right about me? Before I could answer my own horrible question, the horns blew. Loud and long. The whole hall went silent at once. "Presenting Their Royal Majesties, King Orion and King Darius!" The big doors at the front opened. And there they were. My breath stopped. My whole body went stiff. Even from far away, seeing them hit me like a punch in the gut. King Orion walked on the left. Green eyes that seemed to see everything. He moved like a hunter looking for prey. All power and danger hiding behind a handsome face.

“He was not going to let that happen. We’ve known that from the beginning. And look at what he’s managed to do! Zayn is the Grand Wizard now, Maeve. He’s also an Alpha King. We shouldn’t have expected anything less for Fallon, and you know that.” “She could have gone about this differently! She’s insane, Soren! I blame you for her bull-headedness, wholeheartedly! I have no idea how we’re supposed to smooth this over with the public! This is insanity! I’m going to kill her!” King Sydney clears his throat, shifting his weight in his seat while the fight continues only a few yards away, behind a door that’s not nearly thick enough. His dark, stormy blue eyes meet mine. His son, Blake, looks a l

And they saw me kissing their King. “ This will be the last time as you promised, ” he added. I didn’t know what they were talking about but it was nothing good. “ I can see your sincerity, so I will keep my promise. She will be the last omega to be chosen. You will not take part in any omega selection after this, Your Highness. ” The Granny answered.

he added. "I nominate my grandson, Lord Servius Rowlon. He is of high ranking noble blood and the Rowlon clan has a couple of witches and warlocks at our disposal" Lord Bronwyn said, his eyes twinkling at the prospect of a member of his family becoming king. I smirked. Silly fool. "I nominate myself" Lord Edward said with a smirk. No one even doubted he could have witches at his disposal. It was his suggestion after all. The smug bastard.

"What is it? Ambrose asked when he saw Theodore getting tensed and nervous. "Your granddaughter is about to arrive," Theodore said before adding, "I'm going to bring her and Dotty here." "Ah. The future queen or king is about to arrive." Crystal Cornell spoke with a smile. She was the former werewolf queen and grandmother of Steve Weasley. In fact, she was the one who was going to lead both vampires and werewolves tonight. While Scarlett Wright was going to lead the witches and wizards present there. While Oliver, Owen, and Oscar were going to lead the hunters.

"We have traversed vast distances in search of your wisdom, venerable wizard. The king languishes, tormented by a venom that eludes even our most skilled healers. We implore you, with all our hearts, to come forth and aid him. Employ your unparalleled power and boundless knowledge to preserve his life. The consequences of the king's demise would reverberate throughout our entire realm." The wizard's eyes flickered with empathy, a potent blend of compassion and unyielding resolve. "Fear not, for naught shall befall your king. I will attend to him. Lead the way," their voice exuded a profound sense of duty. "Time is a precious commodity, slipping through our fingers. Every precious second coun