Sukuna On His Throne Novels & Stories

Allies. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t be a memory. The sun would freeze in the sky before these two species ever stood side by side in peace. “Come here, Little Rabbit,” came a familiar voice that made her skin crawl. The crowd of sylphs and salamanders parted for her, clearing a path. At the end of it stood a massive throne shaped from what looked like the skeletal remains of a giant scorpion. Its segmented tail arched protectively over the seat. The throne was padded with thick animal furs.

Prince Haii draw his sword, slashing to Kana who expertly step back and dodge. "You really had the guts." Everyone stopped on their track when they heard the voice, they stopped their attacks and looked at the higher platform dumbfounded. Emperor Jong Sunwoo was now sitting on the throne, his black robe cascades on the side, the Jade crown sparkles on upon the light. He has a mocking smile on his face. He look at Kana with eyes full of admiration." My Empress, you worked hard, you should not tire herself, don't waste your energy on fighting with scums."

Everyone he passes near slammers down into their knees with the crushing sound caused by the knee bones breaking. The sceptre he throws on the ground in front of Luna Sarah is not of Lilly town, but that of Palmland pack. “My pup will be safe. The succession of the throne is secured. I can go and join my mate now,” I think to myself as I close my eyes again. Acceptance is actually peaceful. I have messed up, learned from my mistakes and did my best to be decent human, Alpha and king. Big hands grab my face and force my eyes to open again. “No, you can’t, Your Highness. You can’t.”

said the King doubtfully. "I am sure, Your Majesty. I tested them with various secrets that only we know." I knew those witches used puppets that were very similar to humans. So, I was cautious when talking to them in the secret cabin. "They are Alpha Knox and Luna Ursula Blackwood, who ruled before me." "That's impossible! I killed them with my hands!" snapped Egor unacceptably. We all looked at him with bulging eyes. He had killed Father and Mother? What biological son could do that to his parents? Fathers and sons quarreling was natural but not to the point of developing murderous desires.

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.

He risked his life and still chosed you so why are you running away from him now? She paused. ‘And Tulip is a mate. Just a mate. You are his Luna. You hold the throne. You hold the authority of his name, the mark on your neck, half of his power sitting in you from the moment he bound himself to you. She is a bond the Moon Goddess made. You are the choice he made on top of it. Do you understand the difference?’

The Crownless Throne Sarah’s silhouette stood rigid as she stepped toward the throne of bone and flesh. The monstrous seat pulsed, as though alive, its surface rippling with faces, mouths opening and closing in silent screams. The spiral threads of power writhed across its arms, beckoning her. John’s heart twisted. He rose to follow but Seraphina’s weak cry held him in place. “Don’t let her walk in alone,” she pleaded, chains straining. The spiral’s voice echoed in her words.

POV Kristen I came into his room to wake him for breakfast and found him sitting cross legged in the center of his bed with both wolves arranged in front of him like they were waiting for instructions. He was looking at them with the concentrated seriousness he reserves for problems that actually matter ..... the same face he makes over a puzzle. He said, without looking up "This one is Rex. He is the Alpha." He moved the wolf on the left one inch forward, like a chess piece being positioned.

I have to get the sword as soon as possible. " I came here to seek help from you" " What is in it for me?" He asked with his usual smirk. " I will offer anything you ask for" " Be aware of what you saw queen Shawna, it can make you pay for it" He warned with s serious gaze. I would care less right now, as my people are for sake of it. " I am ready" " Alright" He stood up from his big throne that was probably made with a human skull and walked in front of open space. I could see the hellfire drain from below, as he waved his hand and a bridge formed through the two big stones.

A handsome man in black is seated on the throne to the left, his arm resting lazily on the armrest, one leg bent, the other sprawled ahead. My heart skips a beat as our eyes meet. Upon his head is a gold band, and he jerks his head towards the centre throne. My eyes widen as I find myself walking down the centre towards that seat. Zedkiel holds his hand out to me, a smirk on his handsome face as he helps me take my seat on the throne. I gasp as I realise what this means, making Luna chuckle.