Solo Leveling Monarchs Novels & Stories

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave

Umma Magajiya insisted. "You're not just aiming at the company" Mami said "You're doing it for the throne". "You've absolutely gone mad" King Abdullah said as he observe Umma Magajiya. His mind didn't think about that possibility, but now that Mami has said it. There is no doubt that that's what Magajiya is aiming at. Her face stretch a bit with a smile, as she stood up then pick up her Alkaybba look at them and said "I give you a choice, choose wisely" With that she turn and leave the room, leaving them all speechless.

And if it reached the pack elders—if Silas heard that his son was favoring a human, that the future Alpha was being influenced—it would plant seeds of mistrust. Doubt was all she needed. Alaric would have to choose. And Bianca would make sure he chose the throne. And if she couldn’t, she was sure his parents would do it for her. They always did. She stared at her reflection in the dark window. The city lights flickered behind her. You don't get to have him, she thought. Not while I'm still here.

I tell him. "Wasn't one of the dragons your cousin?" I nod slowly. "What was his name?" "Syrian. He was my uncle's only son. My uncle practically brainwashed him into thinking the throne was rightfully his. My father told Syrian that the only way he would ever rule the dragons is if he challenged me and won; the dumbass was certain he could defeat me," I sigh. "Syrian wasn't the brightest of that litter," Mika comments. "Just like Nathan isn't the brightest of this one," I murmur. "Put Fara in extra training away from the others. She needs to learn control or she's going to kill someone. I'll train her myself if I have to."

The pain it cause me registers in my system, as I endure the sight of blood flowing from the abrupt attack. "I didn't kill the Alpha of the West only to submit to you my Prince! Now you have to know that I don't bow before the Alpha King or the Moon Goddess, I bow to no one before me. My own strength and power is like no other. I only believe in myself! And I am going to conquer the four regions and make this world mine!" As his power dominates the whole place with every word he has spoken, I begin to notice the growing panic in the hearts of my warriors. "You can't have the world! I won't let you! For as long as I live, there will be peace under the Alpha King's rule!"

"Yes. I also didn't forget you told me I will be a future colleague." The Countess laughed, "Even now, you are a princess of the east. Actually I've already given you so many clues about it. Anyway, let's move to the next one. The highest that could be reached is Level 10 and those who managed to do so are real monsters. Not only are they awarded strength capable of creating and destroying realms in this world, they are also awarded a certain number of wishes. Those wishes are what drove people like us to survive and reach the top. While the system is the embodiment of mystery and could let us wield power and be superior to everyone else, those wishes are what truly embodied the impossible.

General Montgomery added. “He’s an alpha of a strong pack that he started with the sole purpose of getting Carlton off the throne. Besides that, he’s the Dragon Prince, despite how you feel about the mating that brought him into this world. Aragon has also begun the sharing of power with him, which means he’s also a Lycan King. At the very least, you owe him respect as a royal,” Simiyan pointed out. I wouldn’t lie and say I wasn’t overjoyed at how they all stood up for me.

Andrew needed to know what he was dealing with. "Martial king?" Shiloh's voice carried genuine confusion. Even though her face was covered, Andrew could tell she had no idea what he was talking about. She did not even know what a martial king was? Andrew frowned slightly before explaining, "There's a strict hierarchy of strength in martial arts. It starts with basic martial artists, then moves up to junior grandmasters, then senior grandmasters, and then peak senior grandmasters. "Beyond that, when someone surpasses the grandmaster realm, they become a martial king—ruling by strength alone. And from there, the levels continue to martial emperor and beyond."

“You’re a disgrace to every member of the Lucevkin dynasty. And using our magic against us to help a king who will only throw you away-” “I married that king two weeks ago, Aaron. And once I kill Karen and Conor, I’m taking their son back to Zargo and together, Zachary and I will raise him to be a real king. He won’t be soft and compassionate like his worthless parents are. I’ll make sure that we crush those instincts out of him before he’s two.” Monica sneered at him. The hell you will! “So, will you duel me? Or will you run away like a coward? Like every other time before?”

And for the first time, it is commanded by the barbarian Alpha King of Basgiath, a ruthless monarch whose name alone is enough to turn the day into night. Of the seven kingdoms, four are governed by human monarchies, while the remaining three fall under the dominion of werewolf rule. Among these, Basgiath reigns supreme. The Alpha King has never showed interest in any human kingdom until a week ago, where he expressed his desire to forge a marriage alliance with a human kingdom. Nobles, merchants, the royal family, lords, and even commoners have forcefully brought their daughters to a foreign realm—all for the sake of alliances, for the allure of power.