Sukuna On His Throne Novels & Stories

That sly old fox. Couldn't blame him though. I had a knack for getting into trouble almost every time I left the house. The council had even once threatened to confiscate my talisman as punishment for breaking laws. Like I would ever let them. My talisman was an anklet with an emerald stone and strange insignia. Every registered vampire received a talisman from the council which enabled them to walk in sunlight without burning. Every council had a special witch to create talismans for the vampires they oversaw. I was different, I knew it. I never knew my mother. I was found in Lycan Woods by Tiberius who was hunting. Lycans and Vampires maintained a treaty, so far neither disrupted the peace

I was eighteen when I left my pack. I ran away with Stanley, my fated mate. He never gave me a proper mating ceremony. But I loved him. I would have done anything. I watched him build his pack. Become an Alpha. Take over half the territories in the North. The first time we made love, he marked my neck and promised me a grand ceremony. One day. I kept waiting. For over twenty years, I tried to be the perfect Luna for him. Then came my forty-fifth birthday. I thought it was time. Time for that ceremony he promised, in the sacred springs of Starfall Valley. But he had another surprise for me. I found him in our pack’s private hot spring, pinning his dead brother’s mate beneath him. That’s when

The sky rumbled as lightening flashed through the sky, dripping it tears as an hollow light dim towards a cave whose aura was suppressing "Buckle up creatures, we attack the Supernatural realm tomorrow, the realm will be ours and no one can stand in our way!" Vokan voiced out with great aura as he sat majestically on his throne, the aura that came firm his was suppressing "All hail Lord Vokan!!" The whole crowd cheered in response "Ahhhhhhhhh"

I tried to sleep for a few hours. I woke up with three knocks on the door. I opened my eyes, I looked at the window, and the sun is setting. I stood up and opened the door. A Siyokoy popped out of it, its whole body is the color of green he has fins, scales, and webbed limbs. “The goddess is calling you.” He said. I nodded at him, I followed to where he was heading. We arrived at the highest part of the kingdom, there was a throne in the middle. Amansinaya’s sitting on it. Beside her is Orlene who is standing up.

“And I suppose you already have a plan?” Sienna’s lips quirked into a faint smile. “I do.” She turned her gaze toward the throne, the shadows around it pulsing in response. “The First King was right. Someone must take the throne to bind the world anew. But it won’t be a sacrifice.” She lifted a hand, and the air crackled. “It will be a beginning.” A deep, resonant hum echoed through the Hollow Realm as the throne shifted. The jagged stone smoothed, reshaping into something more defined, more absolute. The fractures in the sky seemed to pulse in time with it, as if responding to her will.

Head Alpha Kendrick orders, standing up from the golden seat where reigning Luna Queen is seated close to, her throne is coated with silver. I turn to my mate, and our eyes glue together. —----------------

It was enough to made the crowd, stunned with his looks, despite the red color blood were all over him. “This guys..that I left alive..is the culprit and the sinners of Hallerus Kingdom…do what you want with them…and this bastard…Since he like sitting here so much…I let him do that….But since my promise..to you is this throne…then………Here it is…your Throne…”.

He bows so low his forehead nearly touches the slick obsidian floor, heart hammering against his ribs. The throne looms above him, an ominous construct of midnight-hued metal, jagged at the edges like the maw of some ancient beast. Two silver skulls leer from the top, their empty eye sockets seeming to watch, to judge. Draped over the arms of the throne is a pelt of silver fur, unnervingly soft against the fingers of the man seated within it. What beast the fur once belonged to, no one but the throne's master knows.

Others were mesmerized by the magnificent display pigment from the conical beam itself, however in Tokyo a band of people weren't impressed, they were concerned. “ It seems like Escliffe has been revived. And we know what that means, Japan will be flooded with the supernaturals once more, Kyo since you are the fastest among us, im tasking you to eliminate the threat at once” The figure sitting on the throne addressed one of the six kneeling before him. Even without light penetrating the building, One could tell that the figure on the throne was a man. From the sound of his voice.

in place of a plain stone dais, there was a huge gold and silver throne with a canopy and footsteps. “This chamber is wasting gold and precious metals trying to put on a show for Sulu and himself. Little traitor Sulu is just an embarrassment to everyone,” said Anna. “Greetings, witches,” greeted a deep voice. It roared loudly in the cavern and surprised everyone. Sulu sat upon his throne, smirking as he studied them while they examined their surroundings. The clouds of shadows that looked like a medieval horror film hovered over the whole area when Nirvana arrived next to his magnificent seat.