Sukuna's Throne Novels & Stories

Gp exclaimed in excitement others nodded, and we walk and sat on our respective thrones. "Unfair why is it that Shun is on top?" Kenzo asks Princess Adu Lilac of India which the one designs the whole headquarters. "Do you have a problem with that Kenzo?" I ask and smirk she rolled her eyes in defeat, tss crazy as ever. "Ohhh I didn't intend to ask but why is that the 1st stares have thrones tho?" Jade asks. "Ohh sorry for not informing you but Lord Shinji call me, and when she's with us the Sit that King Shun occupied is her sit when she is present," She answered politely oh so that's how it is.

Chapter 14 When the people of akuna kingdom entered into the new paradise palace,they were mavelled at the richness of every thing that is placed in each corners of the palace,the throne was made with the finest and softest cotton clothe placed at the center of the wild throne sit,that can contain two fat people to sit,there is also a place at the edge of the throne sit,that if it been pressed another sit but without arms will come out under the throne sit,and it can also be use as a bed to sleep if one decide to take a nap while sitting on the 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.

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.

“You… destroyed the throne?” Augus chuckled, twirling the dagger. “Destroyed it? Hardly. It would have been wasteful to keep the purest sapphire in the world as a throne.” “The throne was protected by the Divine God,” Sylvia snapped, anger rising in her voice. “This is blasphemy… using it as a weapon. Not to mention enhancing it with a blood sacrifice.” Augus grinned mockingly. “If the throne was truly protected by the Divine God, then how did your father die upon it?”

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 throne flared when needed and dimmed on request. Far below, Blackthorn buzzed toward market day bowls clattering, fair arguments rehearsed. A wolf barked once, remembered dignity, and stopped. A fishwife scolded the weather for choosing another road. Selene stood sentinno kneeling, the only measure. Dorian mapped light for the path home. Nyxara curled, purring a verdict. And the Throne of Ash burned not as a crown, But as a hearth, the whole city could warm its hands over

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?’

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. —----------------

“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.”