Sacrificed To Be The Beast King's Bride Novels & Stories

She told him and stretched forth her hands to him which he grabbed. "I will see you soon Cretin." King Leon said as they watched Cretin entering the dark water back and they disappeared only to reappear above the water and Beauty let go of his hands immediately. King Leon was taken unawares as he fell into the dark water never to be seen again. "You are the last sacrifice I had to make for me to become a goddess, sacrificing both my parents and some vampires were part of my plan." Beauty said as she watched her father struggling to get out of the dark water but all to no avail, at last, the water covered King Leon.

Zaros stood tall and resolute as he ascended the steps of the dais, his movements graceful and assured. With a flourish of trumpets, the ceremony began, the air alive with the sound of music and the voices of the gathered crowd. The crown of Vampira was brought forth, its jewels catching the light as it was placed upon Zaros's head, marking him as the rightful king of the realm. Beside him, Adira's heart swelled with pride as she watched her husband accept his crown, knowing that they would face whatever challenges lay ahead together, as partners and equals. As the last notes of the anthem faded into silence, the newly crowned king and queen rose from their thrones, their faces radiant with

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

But for me, it felt like I was standing at the edge of my own death. My father, King Thorne, had sold me away… or perhaps it was better to say he had sacrificed me to the King of Lunarius as his new bride. And I did not need anyone to tell me what fate awaited me there. Rumors about King Lucien had spread across every kingdom for years. They said he was cursed before birth. They said darkness lived within him. They said every woman who entered his palace as a bride never survived the night. Twenty women had already died after being sent to Lunarius Kingdom, their blood staining the halls of the cursed king’s palace. And now… I was to become the twenty-first wife.

We turn to face each other as the elder grabs a bowl and a small sacral knife from a table that’s off to the side, walking towards us he grabs Creed's hand. “King Creed Forester, is here to ascend his mate, Lily black, to his side as Queen. With the blessings of the gods I am here today to unite these two souls together for good,” he grabs Creed's hand and takes the knife to it, drawing blood. His blood pools in the bowl until his wound heals.

He glanced at the other three beastmen and asked mockingly, "Is this your first time meeting them? After all, you probably didn't have the time to meet them during the trial marriage." Zachary sighed and looked at me warmly. He had hidden his tail away, but I could still imagine him wagging his tail at me flirtatiously. "Queenie, I see you used to have awful taste in men." I smiled helplessly. "Who gave you permission to address her by her name?" Julius frowned. But before he could continue, Father arrived. He graciously asked everyone to take a seat before saying cheerfully, "Nathan, Zachary, and Liam, from now on, the three of you will be secondary prince consorts. Please take good care of

The rain fell heavy over the crimson hills of Caldrith, thick as blood against the towering iron gates that shielded the Beast King’s domain. Silvia's breath misted as she was dragged forward, ankles muddy, heart pounding with reluctant thrill. Her wrists were bound, not by rope but by magic, smoky and pulsing around her skin like invisible silk. They said the Beast King took a bride every decade. They said none ever returned. He hadn’t chosen Silvia. She had offered herself. For revenge. For freedom. For the chance to kill him. But standing now in the heart of his stone throne hall, with its black marble floor and a hearth roaring like the belly of a dragon, Silvia felt her resolve quake.

he pointed at Blue and she was surprised. “You can accept to be my bride and Queen of OakSherd” Blue didn’t expect that but she saw it a new way to save them, “If I become your Queen, will you not kill us” she asked and Cane raised his head to look at her, this was the first time he had taken knowledge of exactly where he was, his stare had a look of confusion on it. “I won’t I give you my word” Damon held her hand raising her up. Blue took a deep breath, readied herself for what she was about to get into and open her lips, “I accept” she said.

That was the new queen, her stepmother. She wanted her to be offered to the Blood King? No! Her father would never agree to it! Even though she had lost all hope in him, he couldn't be that evil. "That's a great idea!" He acknowledged. Then he faced the scribes and announced; "Let it be known, that from this day henceforth, Princess Elena," he said the 'Princess' with a sneer, "...would be given as a bride to the Blood king; a tribute of the relationship between the two kingdoms."

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***