Supreme King Zarc Novels & Stories

Panic cut through the haze of heat. Arthur stumbled backward, his right hand flying instantly to the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his hip. His fingers fumbled against the leather grip. "Stay back," he rasped, his voice raw. He tried to draw the blade, but his wrist was weak, the steel catching in the scabbard with an uncoordinated, metallic screech. "I am your King, Malakor. Step back."

I turned around so fast that Vane stumbled back a step, and my alpha voice slipped out, low and dangerous, telling him to shut his mouth right now. "James is not just a guard," I growled, stepping right into his personal space, "and if you think I am going to sit here on a chair while my best friend bleeds out in a forest, you are out of your mind." Zareth stood right beside me, crossing her arms over her chest, and she looked at the old men like they were bugs on the floor. "If the king stays, I go," Zareth said, and she did not blink once as she stared Vane down, "and you can try to stop me if you want to lose a few teeth."

She was basking in the hushed whispers of the crowd. “Is that really Aris?” “The legendary hermit has finally surfaced.” “This is it, Anna,” Gabriel whispered, his eyes gleaming with a hunger for redemption. “After today, Daphne Franklin will be nothing but a footnote in our success story. We don't need her money when we have this code.” Anna smirked, adjusting her headset. “She’s probably crying in the VIP section right now, watching us take the throne she couldn't buy.” The announcer’s voice boomed through the arena. “And now, representing the National Selection, we have the return of the prodigy, Aris, presenting the high-octane gaming server Arena-Bound.”

"Until the current King withdraws his orders on you and your family, you're nothing but a puppet. The day you lay a finger on my men, I'll show you what real hell looks like." I slammed and turned to the guards standing. "Except it's the King's orders, don't let a soul leave here with the Princess." They all bowed but Lucien smirked. "You don't even know your real King anymore Salvador, is that why it hurts so much? Sebastian is a controlling robot in the hands of our dear sister and you, a pompous useless thing like you will fall a victim. I promise you that with all of my entire existence!". He slammed and walked away with Benjamin as I bit my lips hard.

The silence of the room is tensing up my nerves. “We are going to hell, Zaria.” He took a deep breath and then stood up. “We are meeting the kings.”

Once everyone was lined up outside of the line of cars, I came outside. "Who was responsible for stationing patrol units and designating routs?" I barked. "My king." Lowell stepped forward, visibly trembling. My stomach sank a bit, he was the middle son of my late Gamma, not much younger than me. I had a flash back of Willows face as she hung in the lab while I whipped her. If I did this, I'd be that same man. The same king who allowed his realm to fall into the hands of the Shadowmoon. But there were consequences, and a lesson needed to be learned.

"We have men surrounding the perimeter in which it was last..." The room erupted in utter silence. No one dared to mutter one single word to the king. He could hear their spiked heartbeats and how much they reeked of fear. He wiped the blood from his sword onto the corpse slumped in front of him. He managed to keep a calm composure. But he could feel his inner beast clawing at him to be released. The beast wanted to protect his beloved king. It urged to demote destruction on anyone who ever thought of betraying him.

He looked at the two of us and raised a brow at his brother’s appearance. “You told her already?” he asked Cygnus. “I just introduced myself formally.” Cygnus replied. Izar nodded, and I gasped as scales also appeared on his body—and a tail, too. “Andromeda, my name is Izar Caleum Zephyroth, Second King of the City of Zahiva, Emperor of the Planet Szol. I am also your soulmate, and I will stake my claim on you, my bangwi soh...” he said seriously, even bowing, which I didn’t expect.

He had just offended the Goddess of War, and it was a likely guarantee he was doomed. “King of War, how’s that possible? T—This is my son-in-law. You must’ve made a mistake.” Fiona offered an awkward smile, finding it utterly impossible that her son-in-law was the Supreme Warrior. The Supreme Warrior was extremely mysterious, and nobody had ever seen him. Even if someone did, it should be someone like a King of War. The 8-star King of War had knelt on one knee and performed an honorable salute. He said that Fane was the Supreme Warrior. How was that possible?

Zachariah lifts his head from my neck and looks around, he then growls low at the corner of the tent as he shifts stepping back just a little pulling me off the table to my feet and then shifting again so that he is standing in front of me protectively. I frown and step just to the side so that I can watch the same spot as him, my eyes going wide as two sets of eyes seem to glow red, and then a male and female are standing in the corner. The Male tightens his arm around the female at Zachariah’s growl but smiles. “Your Royal power is, as they say, it is Alpha Zachariah. You are the true King.” “And you are?” Zachariah growls, The male just smiles more as he says,