Sukuna Sitting On Throne Novels & Stories

Sirene just stayed silent as she followed Luna. After some time, they arrived at the throne room. A handsome man that looks young was sitting on the golden throne. His face looks smooth, and he had long eyelashes that give shadows every time he blinked. He had black long hair, kissable lips, perfect thick eyebrows, and a perfect jawline. Nevertheless, to Soheila, the most handsome man was the one she had saved. Soheila suddenly had a small smile on her delicate face as she remembers that handsome man that she had saved.

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.

From the phone, after Ye Zhu had swiped to answer the call, their was a pillar of light that came and the projection of a figure seated on a tall gold throne chair came to their view as it floated above the light and the phone space. A dark brooding figure with a massive and bulky body build, long silver beard with golden tips and inky black long hair sat on the throne. His eyes blazed with innate power that was non-resistant to anyone who stared at them that made everyone want to kneel and worship him with respect.

"What is it you want, Neptos?" Neptos grinned at Dana. "It is good to see you, too, Dan." His smile wiped out from his face and looked at Dana's golden eyes in a serious manner. "You are being called by King Seiki." ~O~O~O~ THEY stepped into the vast throne room made of tall and huge gray columns with complete crystals surrounding them. Dana and her three companions walked directly at the lone figure sitting at a lone throne. His face was scrunched, eyebrows met and his thick lips were thinned. The big hand was curled under his chin and his elbow was leaned on the arm of his regal throne.

Tao Path said slowly. Chu Xun didn't notice these words. He looked at the center of the vortexes of incarnation, where a golden throne was suspended. There was a platform in front of it. Chu Xun breathed rapidly. Now, there were very few things that could make his mood fluctuate. A figure was sitting on the golden throne. That figure was himself. On the platform in front of the throne, a familiar figure stood there quietly, looking obsessively at Chu Xun on the throne.

I call for one of them and order, "The Luna is asleep and can't be down for breakfast. Get her breakfast upstairs, one of you should stay on stand by incase she needs anything. Understood?" "Yes Alpha", they all nod curtly and I leave the house and enter the car, the driver drives off. ****** I stand at the middle of Tareem who sits on the right side of the throne, one of Sasha's cousin that I saw during our last visit to the El Mushacr household sits left side of the throne. I am guessing the ruling King or Queen sits on the gold throne and it is a taboo sitting there.

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.

Chapter 5 Tristan's POV: I sat at my high throne that stood majestically in the grand hall, its presence commanding reverence and awe. Carved from a single block of polished ebony, it absorbed the light around it, radiating an aura of power and sophistication. Intricate patterns of gold and silver adorned its surface, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and celestial bodies. The armrests were shaped like lions' heads, their mouths open in a fierce roar, while the legs were designed to resemble serpents, coiled and ready to strike.

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.