Sukuna On His Throne Novels & Stories

However, Susan was not one to back down easily. With a determined gaze, Susan continued her verbal assault, her anger simmering just beneath the surface. "But let me remind you, if Giovanni fails to give birth to a child, my grandson will be the one destined to ascend the throne," Susan declared, her words laden with a sense of defiance. The mention of the throne and the potential ramifications of Giovanni's future sent a shock through Grace, causing her to snap her head in Susan's direction.

He reminded me more of a rebellious, spoiled teen boy disrespecting his father's throne while he was away. “What are we doing here?” “Waiting” Loke’s head slumped back, staring at the blinking lights far above us with a deep sigh. Then what was I supposed to do? Just walk around here in the dimmed light, looking at water streams, lights, and different rocks? Walking up to the massive chair, I halted in my tracks a couple of feet away, and my eyes widened in shock. The morbid decoration made the throne from the Game of Thrones look like a toddler’s furniture. Skull after skull built up the massive back of the chair: human skulls, animals, and ones with horns and unnatural outgrowths.

Nikita's POV The grand hall felt particularly cold today. An icy breath exhaled from its stone walls. A heavy silence weighed on me as I approached Father's throne, my steps echoing in a morose symphony. Taking my seat on the grand, leather-bound chair, the memories of my cruel yet loving father resurfaced, conflicting emotions waging war inside me. I never thought I’d sit here with him gone, but now, with the title of Luna of Death, responsibility had chained me to this throne.

After drinking the tea she said awkwardly, “Hehe.” (This is awkward. Should I tell him that I don't know what to say?) The Emperor laughed as he felt how awkward Soheila is. Emperor Mun is the Emperor of the North Kingdom. He was the third generation king, he possessed good looks that's where Luna got her genes. The Emperor's full name was Claude Mun Amalthea, he was the only son of the previous king that made him the king. Claude Mun Amalthea was the strongest man in the Sidee Continent also a Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master. A Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master was rare, that he was the only one who achieved that level. Claude Mun Amalthea became a well-known person due to his strength an

Susan could recognize his voice without seeing his face. He stood before them and slowly lowered his hood. It’s Zuka. “I’m here to make a deal,” he grinned. “Let your son bring the mystical brimstone to me, or the girl dies!” He disappeared in a puff of smoke without letting Susan decline or accept the deal.

I slowly walked forward, my heart racing as I tried to register what was going on. “I leave tonight, I need you to make sure no one tries to steal my throne while I’m gone. I may have spared your life in the human realm, but if a slip up happens in my kingdom, under your guard, I will kill you.” The man sounded excited about death, as if he hoped the person would fail. I turned the corner entering a huge room. A single golden throne sat in the middle of dais. Gold skulls sat at the end of each armrest, the back of the throne had angels falling from the sky into a pit of fire carved into it. Gold was moulded into bones and created the base of the chair.

Mirage narrowed her eyes, and I could see the doubt hidden with them. “How can you be so confident and sure?” She asked. “Because I am the Luna Queen,” I told her. “Or else I will be… this is my Kingdom, and my family will always be welcome in my Kingdom. But only if you do the right thing now and don’t make us fight against you.”

He sighed at the storm, "It looks like Prince Aurin had failed. What a pity!" Then, Wiz Immortal scanned his surroundings and said, "Everyone, I have to say something fair. This incident proves that only those destined to be the Emperor could tame the Shakun. Prince Auten might have also failed, but Shakun only harmed him. It meant that he was destined to become the Emperor. There's nothing left to say about Prince Aurin's fate. You all have seen it for yourself. "So, it is Prince Auten's destiny to take the throne and ascend as the Emperor."

Without wasting much time, they tossed the bodies of Farkas and Sena into the hole, covered them with dirt, and disappeared into the night, leaving nothing but silence behind. --- Back at the palace, the air was heavy with the scent of incense . A man sat on the throne, his dark eyes gleaming as he gripped the moon's scepter in his hand. He was tall, imposing, with an aura of authority that could silence a room with a glance. His gaze was fixed on the floor as the wolves entered the grand hall and knelt before him. "Your brother and his wife are dead," the leader of the wolves announced, his voice steady but careful.

Her voice faltered briefly before continuing: “The Alpha King Lukas Volkov sits upon a throne built on bones and betrayal. Three decades of false peace maintained through fear and dominance. The old ways must end for the new to begin. This is why you exist, Amala Luna Velasco. Not to rule beside tyranny, but to cleanse it with fire and renewal.”