Sukuna On His Throne Novels & Stories

I call for one of them and order, "The Luna is asleep and can't be down for breakfast. Get her breakfast upstairs, one of you should stay on stand by incase she needs anything. Understood?" "Yes Alpha", they all nod curtly and I leave the house and enter the car, the driver drives off. ****** I stand at the middle of Tareem who sits on the right side of the throne, one of Sasha's cousin that I saw during our last visit to the El Mushacr household sits left side of the throne. I am guessing the ruling King or Queen sits on the gold throne and it is a taboo sitting there.

Disbelief. “How long have you known about this?” “Since I moved to the Ravenwood branch.” “She’s human,” Silas said again, as if saying it twice would make it less true. “I know.” “How is that possible? A human mate—” “The Moon Goddess has her reason for every decision. You know that.” Silas exhaled sharply, turning away to pace the length of the study. His footsteps echoed on the hardwood floor, the only sound in the room. Alaric watched him, waiting.

Plural. The stories I heard was that Jonathan Devon, Hellhound Senior, had been given a throne by a qilin, for a favour, that everyone has a different story for. Apparently, Johnny Hellhound has a thing for not being consistent with his stories. Anyways, no one knows who carved the throne either. Well, who or what. But it’s a massive Asian-like chair, with gold-embroidered cushions and a massive five feet high backrest with intricate carving made mostly of black jade. The thing is wide enough to sit two or three people.

When Issei open his eyes all he can see is darkness, but there's a single throne adorned with human skulls and the color of the throne is pitch black. And he can see a girl sat upon that throne, who's looking straight at him and she has a wicked smile on her beautiful face.

“Your Grace, we need to kill Shuntha,'' Seti walked alongside Raiden as he made his way to the icy throne. The throne wasn’t made of ice but metal that was painted white, it was almost a century old. It didn’t rust, it wasn’t worn down, the paint wasn’t chipped, and it looked like it had just been crafted. Five fairies that were part of the kingdom forged the throne with magic, the fairies were once respected and loved; until King Atticruss and Queen, Tressa feared them and spread hatred amongst the people.

"A family visit, look at that." Brooke stopped on the way, but Denah reached out to her, trying to give her confidence. When the walls opened I could see the light finally, a flickering orange light, like fire. My eyes adjusted to the new place and I finally saw him, he was sitting on a throne, surrounded by steaming lava coming down from somewhere on the wall behind him. It was a beautiful image to intimidate anyone. "Where’s Alice, Peta and Jenna?" I got straight to the point

I had no idea how someone could climb up the throne without stairs. The men threw suspicious glances at us but kept quiet. All of them were very well behaved. They weren’t even talking to each other. There was a crackling sound, and suddenly a man appeared seated on the throne. I blinked several times to ensure that I didn’t imagine things. I couldn’t see him clearly due to the blinding light surrounding the man sitting. All I could make out was a silhouette of a man seated on the throne. He seemed to be wearing a crown and carrying a staff in his hand.

At the center stood a single black throne. Above it... Golden letters were engraved into the wall. JUDGMENT The mechanical voice echoed once more. Final Trial Initiated. Only one ruler may leave this fortress. --- Luca frowned. "What does that even mean?" No one answered. Because... The throne suddenly began to move. It slowly rotated. Revealing someone already seated upon it. Eve. She calmly crossed one leg over the other. Dressed entirely in white. Like a queen waiting for her guests. She smiled.

He asked, looking at Reagan. Reagan smirked and looked at him calmly. "What do you think?" He asked back, enjoying his chicken drumstick nonchalantly, apparently more interested in the food. "She looks noble. She doesn't look like a mere slave or toy picked off the shelf in the dark market. It's almost as if she's a princess whom her family gave away because of her inability to shift. She looks amazing" Wolf king praised again.

I ate the cupcake before Faye smelled it, and slept only to wake up with the human screams being tortured. At that moment, as I entered the doors of the throne room of Tennebris, I noticed that the screams ceased for a moment, just as they had done on our arrival. Perhaps recognizing the presence of the queen, or giving enough breath for humans to recover before being tortured again. Tennebris was at the back of the room, sitting on his throne, holding a golden cup in his hands.