The Eternal King Novels & Stories

The weight of the crown was a cold, familiar pressure against Kaelen’s brow, but today it felt heavier, more oppressive. He stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window of his study, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling, snow-dusted forests of his kingdom. From here, he was a god. The Alpha of all Alphas, the Lycan King whose word was law, whose power could level mountains and command armies. Yet, as he stared out at the vast, silent world he ruled, he had never felt more trapped.

I should not be dead if he's tasked to kill me. "Let me tell you about the past." He said to me and took a deep breath before speaking again. "Before the vision that you were destined for the King, King Elijah was an immortal who did not feel love. Everything in his eyes was responsibility and what would be good for Wysteria. The officials already wanted the King to marry to have the heir to the throne. So many women were sent to the palace and placed in the seraglio. All of them tried to seduce the king. But they did not succeed. It cannot be denied that the king only used them for physical pleasure but that was not often because the king does not feel satisfied."

Emmy looked at her. “Who?” “The First King.” Emmy stared. “He’s dead.” “For six thousand years.” The man smiled. “Death is a deviation.” Emmy hated him instantly. Ignisvath stepped forward. The First King looked at him. “Dragon.” “Ignisvath.” The man’s expression barely changed. “Species designation is sufficient.” Ignisvath smiled without humor. “For you perhaps.” Emmy moved beside him. The First King’s attention shifted. His smile widened.

“What?” Elyra whispered: “They’ve created the Eternal Family Bond.” The First King slowly stepped backward. “What does that mean?” Elyra stared at the children. “It means nothing can separate them.” A pause. “Not even death.” Lucian smiled. “Then we’ve finally won.” Elyra looked at him. “No.” Her voice trembled. “You haven’t.” Lucian’s smile disappeared. “Why?” Elyra looked toward the sky. “Because something just woke up beyond the kingdom.”

"The Lycan King... he touched my shoulder, and this appeared." Aura stared at the glowing mark on my skin. She gasped, taking a small step back, her fingers flying to her mouth. "The Lycan King?" she whispered, her eyes searching mine in disbelief. "Two marks? Nova... that is impossible. No one has ever been bound to two rulers." "I didn't ask for this!" I cried, pulling my knees closer as fresh tears ran down my face. "I was just trying to leave the room. I was so hungry, and I wanted air. Now both of them look at me like they want to destroy me."

Both were origin of their races. Suddenly Elvious A.K.A Erthou, appeared constantly infront of the three kings who's body are not moving but indeed in stilled manner. "Hmmm... your mind telling you, to scurry away but your body knew the truth. Its futile. You see, gentlemen. I once one a good king. The most respected at that- but things changes. Things that I, an immortal king cannot stop." Elvious said softly. "Its time!" Elvious said, then suddenly the three kings fell to the ground lifelessly or not! What just happened? No one could tell. What did Elvious do? No one saw it. Even thd three king themselves.

"The reason why I have exhausted so much effort to drag you into my space is because of this thing. Currently, no one in my space knows what is happening here. Moreover, you will die after I refine this fragment of the Tree of Eternity. Your flesh and blood will become my tonic. Your soul will be refined by me. Everything about you will not exist..." "Tree of Eternity?" Hearing the ancient tree's voice, Zephyr Khan frowned slightly. He had never heard of this name before, but from the other party's words, he could tell that it was amazing. "Tree of Eternity is many times higher than the Eternal Spring Tree. It can't even compare to a single branch of Tree of Eternity. Tree of Eternity is the

asked Athelstan, almost through gritted teeth. Sumon noticed Kyros visibly stiffening his jaw, while a flash of fear passed over his face, only to be replaced by anger. Anger? Fear? What's on your mind Neyer? Sumon wondered thoughtfully. "Elhias is the king of Aeris and Elder, just as Taryn Fahan is queen of Elder and Aeris," Nathan explained without moving his gaze from Athelstan. The prince clenched his fists on the table and a flash of sadness passed through his face, before he looked down, then hoisted himself on his hands and rose to stand up. Kyros next to him stood up and looked straight ahead, as his face became harder and tighter, as did his body getting stiffer and stiffer.

I continued to express my emotions, taking it all out. “Just looking at you made my day. I felt I couldn't be much happier. I am so lucky to have you as my wife. I couldn't ask for more when I have you.” Grinning, I whispered. “I know You are tired of this game of obsession, aren't you? But, Don't you think that obsession is also a form of love? That I am crazy and obsessed with my Love? Don't you get it? You are my Eternal Obsession. Even the universe cannot take you away from me and me away from you. I am made for you and you for me. We both are each other's obsession. That's what we are. Different from others. That's why there's no couple like us.”

She was just a mere human. Even if he did mark her then, the chances of her surviving the bite would be unlikely. He pulls back and solemnly stares at the mark engraved on her neck through teary eyes. There's a birthmark there, symbolizing her reign over her King. He belonged to her, just as much as she belonged to him. A tear manages to escape his eye as he delicately caresses a thumb along the rose-shaped mark that had bounded them together now. And would even in their after lives.