The Eternal King Novels & Stories

He adds and I close my eyes in frustration. Damn it. Instead of responding to him, I simply walk towards the huge house and I enter it. As soon as I enter, I can already hear my father nagging. “She never listens to anyone. I should always be the one talking but yet she never listens.” His words echoes slightly in the huge house. He must still be in the living room. I follow his voice and I enter the living room. I see that he is pacing around and talking to himself. He seems annoyed.

And had several epochs of life span. However, Severin knew very well that the strongest and ultimate stage was to be a celestial king. Completing the past, present, and future self and truly understanding and completing the best of self was the real deal to live eternally without having to worry about the aging of the body and the destruction of primal spirit. There was hardly any way available to kill a celestial king. Unless the person had the special ability to go back in time to kill the celestial king before he advanced into one. Otherwise, there was zero way to kill one.

“Stay here as long as you want. This place may be simple, but I think I can make it look like a palace if you want. " “If you consider me a queen, I will tell you that not all queens need a palace. But all queens need kings. So you just need to be my king. I think that's enough. " The words touched Jackson. What Jackson didn't know was how could he believe every sweet word that came out of Beverly's lips? Even though he really wanted to believe that sentence, in fact Jackson could not let himself just believe it. Jackson is afraid that Beverly is like Maria. Very afraid.

Rajvardhan POV Sitting on the couch in the celebration hall, I was waiting for it to start. The Announcer announced the arrival of King and Queen, who was my Father and mother in their late fifties. They used to share a lovely bond. My father was a Real king especially known for his Battle history that made him the most powerful king of History ever. They sat on their respective couches and everyone bowed to them. The couple leaves the vibes of authority, power and love. I had some special place for them in my life.

The mournful howls of the pack rose in response, a haunting melody that echoed through the clearing. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the gathering, the king's body, draped in ceremonial garments, was laid upon the stone monument. His majestic form, even in death, exuded an aura of power and dignity. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the weight of his responsibility and the immense task that awaited Kaden as his rightful heir.

conscience. “We’ve met crazier and more vengeful humans. Doesn’t explain this… soft-hearted thinking,” Karl replied, saying it like my soft heart was a foreign, disgusting concept. “Can you both stop speaking like I’m not here?” I nearly rolled my eyes, but Landon staring heavily at me like I was an enigma made me nervous. “See to it that this never happens again, Landon,” the king said, his tone becoming stern and his sight never leaving mine. “If there’s ever a next time, I will make them beg for death’s release.”

He knew as surely as he knew life. So, Benjamin smiled at her when she asked and said, "Because the world is broken, we see suffering and pain. The heartbreak that we feel is the brokenness of Caldor. The breath that we have is the spirit of our King. Himmel isn't something so fantastic as you think. It is alive within us now, and it reigns above us, drawing us ever upward and closer to our King." "And who is this King?" she asked him. "His name? Too wonderful to say, but one day all shall know it." He smiled. "I can tell you, though, he is a good King. He is righteous and benevolent, forgiving and just. Any who will come to him, he will not turn away."

"He offers two choices to those he conquers: swear absolute fealty to the Northern throne, or be wiped from memory entirely. There is no middle ground with King Kael." I listened in absolute silence, my hazel eyes fixed on the frozen bird in my lap. Every word they spoke painted a portrait of a monster—a tyrant of unimaginable violence and absolute power. This was the man who ruled the gargantuan fortress above my head. This was the dark sovereign who commanded the black-armored legions patrolling the high battlements. In the South, Ethan had played the part of a tyrant, posturing with his title and beating down those weaker than him to feel powerful. But Ethan was a small, desperate boy pla

And a silhouette of a man in a crown, consuming wispy bits of smoke that lifted from those below. Indicating the nature of the Eternus. Their power above others. The announcement was made of his arrival, and the doors were swung open. Revealing the imposing stone room. Huge pillars seemed to reach toward the Heavens. Huge fireplaces were barely able to offer enough warmth to console anyone in this room. King Malachi tilted his head upon seeing him, his expression immediately softening. The gold crown encircling his head winked with dark rubies. Reflecting that he was the ruling master of the Realm.

she begun siting the said declaration of the King's order that as old as the darkness of the City. “My Bloody Cops,” the King's said with his voice covered the whole world. “My family and friends, and to all my loving children; you are to never abandon the order that I once told... Live and declared the essence of my eternal being... ” “So who dare to look away and never accept the King's order?!” The woman's voice wrecked the bloody eyes creature's heart and become as heavy as stone. They nodded to each other, choose the unbelieving. Their only wish though, as their vision turn blurry and their consciousness deepened, and as they fell to the deepest of their maddening state was for their fa