Novel & Cerita Sukuna On His Throne

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.

He knew that the woman before him wasn't ordinary because he couldn't understand why her presence intimidated him. Suna walked closer, held his chin and gazed at him seductively, "Listen" she whispered, "Don't you try to do anything stupid" her tone hardebed, "I know how much you live your life, women and money more than your subjects so your death won't be a pain to them" she tightened her grip and the king groaned in pain, Suna moved her face closer to his, their lips almost meeting, "Go and never set your foot here again" she decleared and released her grip in him.

You sat on our lord's throne and since last night you have refused to leave. Luku was still angry, he asked," who is thy lord, and on whose throne am I sitting?" one of the demons answered, " You sat on Luku our king's throne,and in his palace you stood and killed his beloved." Luku looked around for a while, he was sure surprised, and began to get weak, he realized they actually did not recognize him anymore, but how come? How could I have changed so much in a little time?.

The Southern Ocean looked like it was ready for a fight. Fifty war-skiffs were lined up their hulls shining with quartz and they were waiting like predators. The Queen’s flagship, *The Eclipse* was right in the middle looking like a mountain of bone and obsidian. Queen Valerius was standing at the front of the ship. Her skin was a pale purple and the scepter in her hand was pulsing with a dark light that seemed to match the beat of the Void-Eater we had just seen in the depths.

When he lifted his head and tried to beg from passersby, I saw his face. The face once called the most beautiful in the underworld was now covered in scars, frostbite, and filth. His eyes were dull and empty. It was Lorenzo. He seemed to notice my car and shrank back. The pizza fell from his hand into the snow. He scrambled desperately toward the shadows. The light turned green. The Maybach moved forward, leaving that filthy figure far behind in the snowstorm. “Donna, do you want him dealt with?” my consigliere asked respectfully.

And then, we made our way to the grand hall where Rurac addressed the kingdom. As we entered the grand hall, the energy shifted. Rurac was meant to walk a few steps before me but this time he refused to and held my hand as we walked up to the throne. The room was abuzz with excitement, the scent of anticipation hanging in the air. Pack members, including several alphas and Luna, had gathered, their expectant gazes fixed on Rurac and me. Rurac ascended the throne, a symbol of authority and unity, and I stood proudly by his side.

The lady in red. "The men have killed Vander and all the members of the Royal family. We are ready to take your orders" she continued My heart nearly seized. I couldn't believe my ears. "Are you sure they're all dead. I want no witnesses. I want no mistakes" Thorne said with not an ounce of sympathy in his voice. "Don't you trust me my love. The work is done. It is our throne now. All hail Thorne Blackwood, Lycan King of MoonShire"

The council chamber reverberated with silence after selene’s words. Her plea for diplomacy still hung in the air like incense soft, cloying, and easily dismissed in the choking heat of hostility. Luna sat on her obsidian-carved throne at the head of the chamber, her silver eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. The faintest curl of a smirk touched her lips, not of amusement, but of a predator humoring a prey animal that thought it had claws.

Chapter 1️⃣ Three (3) Years Later: Khyrador Palace Throne Room: Two men were kneeling on the ground, shaking with fear as they stared at the man seated on the throne. But he wasn't sitting normally. Oh no. He was upside down, his feet touching where his head was supposed to be while his head, which was resting where his ass should have been, stared straight forward at the two men. His dark eyes narrowed dangerously and his white teeth were razor sharp and scary, but somehow they looked perfect in his impossibly handsome face.