Stephen King Rules Novels & Stories

Blake Once I depart from Savage's former pack territory, I go on a journey back to my kingdom, eager to share the impending news with my loyal demonic warriors. As the King of Hell, my reign had begun from the very moment I entered this world, but it was my mother Skyler who had ruled over the fiery realm until I was ready to assume the throne. Thus, it is at the tender age of sixteen that I officially ascended to the position of the ruler of hell, ready to embrace the responsibilities and challenges that lay ahead.

At this point, he might have to just write up a handbook of all his rules and regulations. ’The Liam Everhart Rulebook: A Guide to Living with a Dictator.' I can just imagine it. 'Chapter 1: Thou shalt not question me. Chapter 2: Thou shalt not bring visitors to my house. Chapter 3: Thou shalt not breathe without permission.” Gosh! I'm so angry and frustrated, I could scream. Or maybe I need to let all of that frustration out in another way, a much better, satisfying way. Apparently, Liam's obnoxiousness didn't put a stop to the heat already swivelling through me because of the things Sabrina said.

That’s rule one of this nightmare. “Explanation,” I say. My voice doesn’t shake. Good. Let them think I’m not scared. “Now.” Kain steps forward. Lab coat, blood spatter, smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. Bio-wolf King. He made monsters for the war. Now he studies me like I’m the next one.

Cathy’s eyes practically popped out of her head as she stared at Stephanie in disbelief. I rolled my eyes, unable to suppress a sigh. Could this day get any stranger? “Wait, there’s an Alpha King?” I asked, my voice dripping with skepticism. Of course, this world kept getting more bizarre with each passing day. Stephanie scoffed at my disbelief. “Uh, yeah. Of course there’s an Alpha King. He’s basically the ruler of all the packs. He ensures the packs follow the laws and traditions, keeps everything running smoothly, and punishes anyone who steps out of line. They even call him ‘The Punisher,’ because his punishments are... well, let’s just say no one’s been brave enough to break any major l

"We apologize, Your Majesty," the servant said with a deep bow. "We can't stop the Queen." The servants bowed low as the king made his way through the grand hall, his regal presence commanding respect and admiration. They gestured towards him and gave a subtle nod. Without hesitation, they swiftly stepped aside. With measured steps, the King advanced towards his beloved, causing the vampires within the vicinity to widen their eyes in awe. They would once more become paralyzed by a fear they had not anticipated from the King should they utter a single word or move the slightest.

Zephyr looked at her, still laying down. "William McField." Belle sneered at the name. "No wonder that family has a hate trip against you. Majority of their bloodline despises you. I am surprised they have not tried to get their daughters to marry you." Smiling he turned on his side and began running his fingertips on her thigh. "When I took the throne, I made a vow. Celebrated was my main goal until I found the one I want to spend eternity with. That was also when one of the 5 main laws came into affect. If I did it the others knew not to test me. That unless you marry, no act of sexual contact is allowed. There is a safe guard rule for me in the lesser rules. If I break it with any woman,

I turned back to the sheet of paper, scribbling aggressively. Rule Number 3: No bringing pathetic, shallow girls into this apartment. "Okay, ma'am. One question." He raised his hand up like a little boy answering questions in class. "So..." Zephyr drawled, a mischievous glint in his eye, "does that mean I'm allowed to bring non-pathetic girls home?" The nerve of this asshole! I felt the need to squeeze his neck with my hands and snuff the life out of him. "Don't bring ANY girls home!" I yelled, throwing my hands up.

Serena asked as she raised her hand to his head and took the crown off. “No.” Axl shook his head disapprovingly. He raised a hand towards the audience and his voice boomed across hell, “None of you will join this. For today, this will be the very eventful day the hell must remember. This fight must be remembered and passed on from generation to generation on how King Axl defeated his younger brother. Royal blood against royal blood, power against power, and brother against brother… We fight until you die.” Unwanted chills run down Emily’s spine as she heard Axl’s words. She prayed that Lucius would win. She sensed Olivia walking up to her side as they both, together with the audience, watche

Still, almost nothing is the same as before. I’m a zombie, the living dead, the supreme specious of the planet, and the leader of one of the largest hordes in North America. I’m one of the Zombie Kings. My job is to keep the peace among zombies, keep my horde fed, and hunt humans for sport. I’m the stuff of Lacey’s nightmares now, and yet somehow, I have to rekindle our relationship so that I’m not forced to use her as a breeder.

“Rule One: Do not run. There is nowhere to go, and the hounds are faster than your screams. Rule Two: Do not lie to a werewolves here.They can smell truth and they will take what they’re owed, one way or another. Rule Three: Never, under any circumstances, touch the silver doors at the east wing. What lives behind them only obeys the king so no guard would save you. Rule Four: If the bell tolls twice at midnight, stay in your quarters. Even if something is scratching at your door. Rule Five: Never speak the King’s name unless he gives you permission. If he hears it without offering it, your tongue will be the price. Rule six: no fraternizing. Moonhowl allows you to repopulate but it's forbid