Sukuna On His Throne Novels & Stories

The leather collar around his throat and the platinum chain locked beneath it felt hotter than the realm's ambient heat, a constant reminder of who he truly belonged to. Damian knelt beside him, naked except for his own matching collar and chain, his cock hard and leaking onto the moss despite the humiliation of their position. The Ruler sat on a throne grown from the same crystal, androgynous and majestic, skin shimmering with shifting colors, tentacles of light extending from its back like a living crown. Its galaxy-swirling eyes watched them with open hunger and calculated patience.

The Luna Queen was seated by the head of the table, two other chairs were on the right which were occupied by Bryce and Laura, and two other chairs on the left but only one was occupied by the Beta and the other one empty. I tried walking slowly to the table but it didn't help because I still got there faster than I intended. "Good evening Queen mother, Beta." I bowed, greeting them, ignoring the two on the right. "Sophia. So nice to see you, my child. Do join us" she pointed to the chair next to the Beta and I couldn't say no. I already knew she was not asking but her words were orders concealed in politeness. "Thank you, my queen." I sat down and looked at my plate that was empty but the s

Authoritative. "What a clueless runt!" Stan chuckled, "Aren't you supposed to be scrubbing?" He glanced around the people, "Did this runt feed you all with the idea she can rule this pack?" "We will not have you disrespect our goddess-ordained Luna!" The white-haired elder spat. "Get on your knees and immediately apologize." Before he could finish his words, Stan's claws went through his neck. I blinked in bewilderment, shock, and dread as the white-haired ruler fell to his knees with blood oozing from the gaping cut in his neck. He dropped limply to the floor and his struggles ended.

“Look at you, bragging about doing something insane. Bad boy.” He chuckled, devilishly. He took my hand and helped me up the seven steps that lead to the throne itself. There was another throne by the side of the alpha’s throne. It was definitely new because I had never seen anything like it. Anything as beautiful as it. “I figured since the head aches are gone I can now do something about they way power is placed in this pack so I made a place for the Luna. Now we both can sit here, and hear the matter a that come up in the pack.”

But what captivated her first was the center of the room. A throne. Enormous, carved from pale stone laced with a luminous glow, it seemed as if it had been sculpted from moonlight itself. Rowan gasped sharply. Kai breathed, “The Moonblood Throne…” Luna halted. She had previously glimpsed it—only in her visions, the ones that left her breathless and trembling. Yet witnessing it now, tangible, solid, awaiting her… her heart fluttered. “It’s summoning you,” Rowan whispered.

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.

“Where am I?” Karla looked at the woman sitting on a giant throne. A giant moon stood behind her, and there were white ghosts in the woman’s side, smiling at her. “Come here, my loyal successor. Come to me.” She waved her hands to her, pearl surrounds her arms.

“He is the Sucre Coal, a leader to the Core clan.” “And…” the blue-eyed young man holds the brown-eyed young man, rubbing his throat beside him. And pats him on his shoulder, looking into his eyes. “This is Sucre Doom, a leader of the ground clan.” He walks up to me, helping me off my knees.“And Finally...You...you are the missing one. A leader of the Snow clan, the person who is missing among those five royal chairs, is none other than you. Sucre Might. “You are the only living heir to the Sucre might. You are most welcome on board. Finally, we are complete, and you are here. It has been a long time coming.”

King Suxx walked towards them. "You better surrender now, Hydrae," King Suxx is still trying to show humility. King Hydrae and General Thud looked at each other. King Hydrae faced his opponents and laughed. "Do you really think that I will go to the war without the assurance of my winning?" His eyes glowed dreadfully like he was from the depths of the underworld. Everyone perceived that he has something else to resort to. That was confirmed when he signaled his hand and shouted. "Let our finest weapon out!" He ordered.